Love Poem, Poem

How was it?

Do you know that poet? he asked. Yes she said. I've slept with him. And how was it? Well she said. It was like making love to a typewriter. Was it that bad? he asked. No she said. It was that good. _Niran†. . . © THE POEM ZONE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED !! 🎀HAPPY BLOGGING… Continue reading How was it?

Love Poem, Poem

Growth takes time

We're growing a garden. It's okay if there are weeds, if there are rocks. Its still new. Just rub my back & I'll kiss your knees. Clean my shovel, & I'll mend your gloves. One day we'll have nothing to do but sit in chairs. I stained out of wood, you cut & look at… Continue reading Growth takes time