An Ode to Collective Perfection

[arbitraryarmor]

This is a poem I wrote a while back. The prompt was "write an ode to something you enjoy a lot", and I did just that.

A thousand flavors to combine,
A million more to taste.
That blends into a symphony
That ends up in my waist.

A quest to know, to search, to find
The grandest of them all;
Encompassed in a golden shell
My will shall start to fall.

A dash of hot volcano flame,
A mixture of smooth cheese,
A coup of beans gives me a smell
That surely taints the breeze.

An ancient land yields to us, these
Delicious recipes,
Yet one thing that they told us, not:
Which one tastes best to me.

Original:

A thousand flavors to combine
A million more to taste
That blends into a symphony
That ends up in my waist

A quest to know, to search, to find
The grandest of them all
Encompassed in a golden shell
My will shall start to fall

A dash of hot volcano flame
A mixture of smooth cheese
A coup of beans gives me a smell
That surely taints the breeze

An ancient land yields to us these
Delicious recipes
Yet one thing that they told us not
Which one tastes best to me

[coy]

This is a poem I wrote a while back. The prompt was "write an ode to something you enjoy a lot", and I did just that.

An Ode to Collective Perfection

A thousand flavors to combine
A million more to taste
That blends into a symphony nice line
That ends up in my waist this rhyme at the end of this line seems contrived. food technically doesn't end up in the waist, but i understand what you're saying

A quest to know, to search, to find
The grandest of them all
Encompassed in a golden shell encompassed doesn't seem like the optimal word here. May I suggest sheltered, or hidden?
My will shall start to fall again, the rhyme seems forced here

A dash of hot volcano flame
A mixture of smooth cheese
A coup of beans gives me a smell
That surely taints the breeze is this a bean and cheese burrito with hot sauce? I like what you did with the meter here.

An ancient land yields to us these
Delicious recipes
Yet one thing that they told us not
Which one tastes best to me this last line is a little self-evident for my liking

I'm not quite sure what food you are describing, but it sure sounds good. Add some punctuation - so it doesn't read like a run-on sentence - and touch up on the rhymes. I like the idea and direction already!  

[arbitraryarmor]

Thanks for the feedback, coy. To clarify: it is about burritos, my all-time favorite food. "Encompassed" means surrounded, and the tortilla shell does just that for the ingredients. Anyways, the intent of the poem was to express how delicious and complex burritos can be and how finding the perfect one is a chore given how modular burritos are. Thanks for the advice, however

[coy]

Thanks for the feedback, coy. To clarify: it is about burritos, my all-time favorite food. "Encompassed" means surrounded, and the tortilla shell does just that for the ingredients. Anyways, the intent of the poem was to express how delicious and complex burritos can be and how finding the perfect one is a chore given how modular burritos are. Thanks for the advice, however

yup. encompassed makes sense now that i am sure you are talking about a burrito.