Cooking Poems

Cooking poems that delve into the joy of cooking and joy good food brings to life. If you love cooking or if you are a foodie, you will find yourself relating to these poems thought by thought. They say cooking is like therapy and each poet who has penned a poem on cooking has experienced the beauty of this feeling. A good recipe is capable of much more than taste, it can change moods, bring in positivity and add spice to life. So let’s celebrate the power of cooking through these poems. These cooking poems are sure to fill you up. Bon Appetite!

Recipe for Mud Cake

Recipe for Mud Cake short poem

A bowl of butter, dough, eggs and sugar come together, Mix till the consistency is right, you’ll figure. Next, molten chocolate you will take, Add to the bowl, not a drop you must forsake! The contents of the bowl you

Banquet

Banquet short poem

For a knife, sharp is best, a good friend a valuable tool in your preparations epitome of confidence, hacker of haunches an extension of the hand and of the will however it keeps you at a remove, though those precise

Poems containing references to : Cooking

Soliloquy

Soliloquy prose poem

I In that quiet and still moment loneliness hit her, Like an empty vessel, like a roaring shore less ocean. Once she opened her mouth to speak The sluice gates of emotion let loose the words. Words, which tumbled and

My Adorable Mother

My Adorable Mother ode

To my sweet and lovely mamma with greatest love and respect. My mother is a lady of strong convictions, She loves unity condemns fractions. She is a talented lady of diverse arts,she has a good command on her mother-tongue,and Knows

The Simple Life,the Easy Life

The Simple Life,the Easy Life prose poem

Wake up in the morning with no stress,feeling love in excess even forgot my address forget all the bad of men with no regrets turn around on my bed touch my woman and compliment her nightdress touching her hips and

Never ending Love

Never ending Love short poem

My love for you will never cease. I hope your life is filled with peace. By day’s end, when night is near, You, my sweet, have nothing to fear. I will walk with you always, forever more. so your feet

22 Poems You Should Read about Love and Life!

22 Poems You Should Read about Love and Life! poetry books

This collection of poetry is the saga of life in all of its colors – joy, sorrow, triumph, love and pain. The book is a beautiful collection of heart-touching poems, drawn from my personal experiences in life. While ‘Mother, my

I Was Very Happy

I Was Very Happy prose poem

I was very happy When I was admitted to the hospital in room 101 ‘Coz, I have seen the medics telling some that there is no Need of admitting this patient, as there is no hope And It showed that

Home

Home short poem

when we were touching I was blushing from a blushing inner glow radiating from the depths of my soul no longer searching no longer alone for the first time in my life my heart has a home home is my

Cortile Of Old House

Cortile Of Old House ballad

Along with their desolate fortune, Old parents waiting for their unsparing children, Who left them in the barren garden, For the sake of their ambitions, They omit them between the world, When they needed love and care, They gifted them

The Sober Girl

The Sober Girl prose poem

This girl have been cooking food for her family, she used to have a promise for eternity, that she would be with only one person, her parents would have chosen that man in person, but one fine day her innocence

Dear Husband !

Dear Husband ! long poem

My mornings are sad and evenings are blue As if I am incomplete without dear you On you here my heart is due When good omens remain from many to few When strangers became friends , we once knew Heart

Pilgrims

Pilgrims long poem

We found the kid outside of McCleary walking in a daysuit like some land owner off some nineteenth-century hacienda he got in the car stinking of moss and unwashed armpits there were at least two kinds of fluff in his

Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mothers Day short poem

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY Intelligent man says, I feel it is a special day It is not my birthday It is mother’s day When our daughter came to bring us happiness, I felt it, A special day Children truly excited to

Sidmouth Seafront

Sidmouth Seafront prose poem

It’s the end of April, winter’s signs are just fading And we’ve gone to the seafront, walking along the promenade. Sometimes stopping To gaze at the murky brown winter’s-end ocean… But why? Stepping down onto the shingle, The large pebbles

Chronic

Chronic long poem

sip on my forty one foot on the floor one, two, three & to the flow drop this dope joint right from a young G’s perspective I done need got caped cause my beeper kept beeping falling back on that

Adventures Of A New Housewife

Adventures Of A New Housewife short poem

Docked on foreign shores I look back no more With stardust in my eyes Pots and pans by my side I embark on a domestic adventure Go further than I have ever ventured So I sail on unchartered water Pulp

Going To The Store

Going To The Store short poem

While walking to the store, I pass by so many beautiful flowers. There is the beautiful pink roses in full bloom and oleander. As I walk further, I see the beautiful crepe myrtles with Watermelon red, pink carnation and pearly

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Beauty Created!

Beauty Created! long poem

Awesomeness incorporated in thee: beauty created, Creations agape look at thee splendidly designed! Stars of the sky shower their grandeur in awe, Mountain ranges tilted a little by thy beauty dazed, Greenery with its children paint fecundity ‘cross the horizon,

Love Is Blind

Love Is Blind ballad

All my walls are taken down, Nothing but little pieces of rubble, And I try to pick them up, But I fall down myself in a puddle; A puddle of hatred, of ribbing I’m broken and completely inside, I’m stupid,

Nakedness

Nakedness short poem

Dying piece by piece in shock – a life without a mutiny. Walking amidst blue kraits you never raised the stick. Of extinct possibilities in the night of unmanned crossing- the blood streaked globe goes on revolving round the blazing

Silhouettes

Silhouettes short poem

All we ever see are Silhouettes, They stand, about to leap, They take deep breaths. Dust scatters, as they are hesitant. I want to leap,but I’m a pessimist. For none see the impending regret. All we ever see are Silhouettes,

A Storm Of Fire

A Storm Of Fire prose poem

Spring time and rain blooming of flowers purple haze of a storm on the horizon gray is mixed above the cloudline memories of you and me becoming one as A Storm of Fire passion melting like fervent heat butterflies in

Traveler

Traveler prose poem

We have erred from the path. We have succumbed to the illusions of our foolish desires. We have extended our hand to brush against her beauty, even if for a moment. We have broken our vow. For this we have

HICCUPS

HICCUPS short poem

Hic, Hic-Hic, Hic-Hic-Hic…! The night Lay in the Veil of darkness Letting out A series Of hiccups One after another While The Sun Shone brightly Lighting the world Down under! Was the night Getting wary Of doing long hours Of

Small Windows

Small Windows short poem

This road trip to moon will not end through the shards of shattered, small prints of sleep. A ravaged nest lived behind tomorrow in necklace of past apologies. Hanging by fan was ending of today. We talked of dirty nights

Sunshine

Sunshine short poem

She smiled like the sun, warm and bright- Ushering her brightness all around her; like the winter sun-light… Many would give their hearts for her, for she was beautiful, But she pretty, too pretty in fact to fall for them-

The Seeds Of Today

The Seeds Of Today short poem

All of the flowers of all the tomorrows Are held in the seeds of today All of the dreamers have moments they borrow Without much intent to repay All of the highways in all new directions Are open to all

Wounded Dance

Wounded Dance short poem

A rock becomes a philosopher. Refuses to move looking at the stars. Rogue shirts were walking on the clouds of unknowing. I wanted to remove all the clocks. Who was stealing the water? Secret of life? Impiety had undone the

Pasta Rap

Pasta Rap short poem

As I taste my pasta wrap I write a song which you can rap!! Wrapping up my tasty wrap Yummy tasty pasta wrap When I am hungry I love to eat It doubles up as a delicious treat Onions carrots

One Solar Day

One Solar Day long poem

Another day the sun has rise, Giving a new glory to the life: A new day, a new beginning, Start up with a positive thinking. Sun is at the top of head It’s not the time to go to bed:

Which Way Did Liberty Go?

Which Way Did Liberty Go? prose poem

The flag unfurled, and from within, fresh rose petals Jauntily floated down like gently melting snow flakes. Soon, even the smell of freedom dissipated, losing its Way into the winding lanes and by lanes of our lives. Tell me, which

Love anecdote

Love anecdote short poem

Wisest of the wise always quote Poison for the poison is anecdote Hatred and contempt is to float From one boat to another boat At times a mote takes us- remote This is how humans promote Vices on the chest

The Window

The Window prose poem

A Buddha moon bellies upon the clouds And with the staccato echo of heels on concrete I hurry to my window, for it was the sound of when once you came home In that time when I knew love by

Easter Morning Siren Song

Easter Morning Siren Song short poem

It had rained streets painted black tiny lakes of standing water dimpled by drops still falling from evergreens city air fresh as it gets sky turning a painterly shade of blue and foliage green bleeding into morning crossing the bridge

Rifts In The Sky

Rifts In The Sky short poem

And so the clouds diverge, And so the gashes form, And so unleashed is the fury. Mother Nature shows her might. Mother Nature shows her power. The sky rips open, The sky releases the torrents, The sky hails upon all,

Two Flowers And The Bird

Two Flowers And The Bird short poem

Alas! it’s me who fell down in love! But one who got a crown in love, Almost alike both are pretty flowers, Smiled, Oh Bird! In your handsome bowers, I was shy I could not sing in love, And you

Realpolitik

Realpolitik short poem

Under the tree of learning of another life, the primitive father arrives. Casts a spell of wisdom, between sorrow and death with a speck of tears in circle of beings. But a rain-soaked serpentine path leads to a ravine. A

Pride Of The Nation

Pride Of The Nation short poem

A tie of life full of affection With a common dream for eternal continuation. Building a haven filled with passion Along comes a gift with a task of attention. A pensive journey through the long duration The whole nine months