Nursing The Hunger

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Nursing the hunger, a relentless craving,
Deep within, a sensation worth saving,
A hunger that gnaws, a longing so real,
A primal urge, that's hard to conceal.
It starts with a rumble, a growl in the gut,
A sensation so raw, it can't be shut,
A gnawing feeling, an emptiness inside,
A hunger that can't be denied.
It calls for attention, demands to be fed,
A hunger that can't be ignored or misread,
It nags and persists, with an insistent plea,
A craving that won't let you be.
You seek out sustenance, to satiate the need,
A meal, a snack, to fulfill the feed,
A taste of flavors, a feast for the senses,
Nursing the hunger, with culinary indulgences.
It's not just about the physical need,
But also the comfort, the satisfaction indeed,
A nourishment for the body, a solace for the soul,
Nursing the hunger, makes you feel whole.
In the act of eating, there's a primal connection,
A reminder of life's basic sustenance,
A reminder of our shared humanity,
Nursing the hunger, a universal experience.
So, when the hunger strikes, heed its call,
Savor the flavors, embrace it all,
For in nursing the hunger, there's more than just food,
It's a reminder of our primal, human mood.