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
Copyright © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2023
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