Among the Mango Groves
Among the mango groves
Rain falls in rallies, waterbeads
The gust of wind gather treasure-troves
Of passive smell of weeds
In the groves,play of waterbeads, breeds
The water spirals down the earth
A rumpy cudden in trapeze
A distant coming nature's re-birth
Meandering roots squeeze
A trapeze, rebirth ,trees wheeze
Rain 's stopping by,a shy goodwill
Falling of twigs , nipped buds white sauce oozing
Astringent in taste sweet souls on the mill
Waters sleep on the bark sousing
Sousing in the puddle of rain-a goodwill dousing
Manassian Quintain - Poetry Contest
Sponsor craig cornish
07 th January,2015
Copyright © Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty | Year Posted 2015
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