By Neha Bagri
He sent me a poem,
via post.
"old school" , he said,
"just the way you like".
I read it, and I read it again.
Again as I slept,
Ohhh... the first thing as I woke up.
Two months later,
we met,
and I hugged him,
kissed him hard,
rubbed those syllables on his collar,
words of affection on his sleeves,
etching those rhymes on his back,
like they were forever mine.
On our way home,
he said,
"you should try the AI thing too".
i red his poem
they sounded like phonix
taught to a 6 yer old
and I red again
late at nait
oh the 1st thing in the morning
onli to learn I cud nvr read it again
wundring how I did it for 2 manths
day in and day out
This poem is so beautiful. I also don’t like AI poems. Wish you all the best. Miss you mam.🙏🎉
It is always fun to read your poems because you never follow rules. Keep on writing darling. 😍😘
Wow! What a thoughtful poem!
Great style of writing. Loved your writing Neha.Keep shining more.Lots of best wishes🤗