Spice Of Life Poem by Saurabh Deshmukh

Life is a broth of assorted spice-
Bitter, sweet, salty, sore were some of them.
There are many more else, I despise their name
I tasted the soup it was deluded by my choice
The ingredients I added wouldn't suffice.....
The bitter is when my friends disagree;
Sweet is my mom’s love for me;
Salty is when my brothers abhor.
When I do something wrong my soup is sour.
Still, I don't know why, I couldn't complete my family......
One day I discovered myself in frivolity
Cause one more spice in life is pour
Yummy ma mixture was made by love
For friends for me are in the pivot place
Love between us is compared like in moon and stars above
To each spice I bless and grace
My soup still was not alright
There were many more spices I saw were in ma sight,
Spice when glad and spice when sad,
So I was thinking till midnight:
Which spice of life should I add?