bitter gourd...

Told you sugar
don't pour on me
so much of sweet
Told you blood glucose level could shoot
up the meter...having a history of diabetes...

You heard
and the next day me sent
Bitter gourd...
with chilli powder sprinkled...

I had that
for you said
that embittered pungent thing
had your soul upturned
your essential being...

and as I swallowed the lump
grimacing
trying hard
I saw your face
your mischief...
and love perhaps
that under syrup of sugar
you keep
for special ones perhaps...
a special course...
instead of glucose
bitter bitter gourd...

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