Spices #day4

1.

Missed is the aroma of

Turnips wrapped in spices,

kept in an earthen pot,

and simmered in the Sun.

.

It wasn't the spices

that added flavours,

it was all mother's love,

that poured from her heart.

.

Since childhood, 

we saw the miraculous effects 

of the pure spices.

.

The golden milk served hot, 

took away the pain.

How I wish all the bruises heal

by applying turmeric,

and emotions inflicting 

 ache in stomach, find solace

with a pinch of asafoetida in the navel.

-payalagarwal

2.

With salt and pepper look,

 long lost smile,

and love in your eyes,

you sit in front of me.

Moments trapped in

cinnamon memory

lingers in a tea cup.

-payalagarwal