MY STOMACH MY FOE.
n the depths of my being, a vessel resides,
A hungry abyss, where hunger abides.
My stomach, my fortress, my constant plight,
A relentless drumming, from morning till night.
It growls in hunger, a panate plea,
For sustenance and nourisment, it yearns to be free.
From delicate morsels to hearty cuisine,
It craves satisfaction, a hunger unseen.
Through restaurants and cafes, it guides my way,
A compass of cravings that I must obey.
From spicy curries to sweet desserts,
My stomach's desires, it never diverts.
It leads me to flavors, both savory and sweet,
A world full of tastes, a journey complete.
With every bite, an experience unfolds,
A symphony of flavors, enticing and bold.
But sometimes, my stomach becomes my foe