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Starving Soul

The Cravings of the Empty Belly

By Jagatheesh MPublished about a year ago 1 min read

A grumbling tone, a growling voice

Unknown thoughts, a yearning heart.

A craving for food, a treat that was necessary,

As a steady beat resonates through the void.

I wait for the platter while keeping my gaze on the clock.

That contains the flavours for which I yearn—a taste of delight and an educational flavour.

They claim that patience is a virtue, and as I sit and consider what lies ahead, I believe them.

A supper that is untold, a feast for my senses

My hunger ages with every bite.

So I wait here as time passes slowly.

With food to stop this never-ending call, I'm hopeful that my soul will soon rise.

I'll just keep my head held high until then.

I'm still h-ng-y!!!!

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Jagatheesh M

I always love to write blogs, and i am excited to get some work out there... Pls go through my stories and support.. Thank you

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