Love is like bell pepper.. necessary.. yet tangy
Love is like.. dried chilly flakes,spicy yet hot
Love is like tandoori spices burns the gullet
But oh ! so refreshing the feeling..being in love
Despite the side effects.. despite the heartaches
Love has its own angelic warmth to taste and touch
Expecting love from a tormented soul is too much
©bishu
Do you mean to say, my
Do you mean to say, my dearest Bishu...that love is NOT like stinky garbage?? ;-) I will refuse to allow you to speak of stinky garbage without giving it its due respect, sir, as garbage has its own love as it it decomposes in the ground...and especially so if it enriches the earth and doesn't hang around for decades to produce toxic waste for future generations. Hehe.... In a way, good garbage is the like the wise owl, sitting in one place quietly as it renews itself like a catapillar... (excuse my stinky garbage comment sir...but I assure you, I am no plastic bottle. Love your verses on the pepper---red or green, sweet or spicy--I love them all! :-)
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Misunderstanding Respected nl1220
Misunderstanding Respected nl1220 !! Why should love be garbage ? It's the only real thing which makes the world go round !! My words were "garbage" from my "garbage bag" Didn't do much homework on that... so... Loved your kind comment .Glad you at least spared your valuable time to read it.
©bishu
I've been sitting here
I've been sitting here reading some of your works and I always leave with an agreeing smile.
Thanks Respected Mr Vance for reading my trash
Thanks Respected Mr Vance for reading my trash. Your smile is worth a million dollars to me ~ B Happy~
©bishu