Christuraj Alex Poet Triolet

Midst Monsoon Moods

Midst monsoon moods these flies and bees labor
Honey in the wombs of flowers is wet 
Thorns of plants scare them like fencing saber
Midst monsoon moods these flies and bees labor 
In a season such none seems none's neighbor 
No norms to these hungry creatures are set 
Midst monsoon moods these flies and bees labor
Honey in the wombs of flowers is wet

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Vijay Pandit July 25, 2023 at 5:43 AM Those bees and flies are always working--no norms their free spirits as you say. Well done in this form. Christuraj Alex July 25, 2023 at 6:07 AM Thank you very much. May God Bless You!