Best Paddy Field Poems

.PADDY FIELD
    HARVEST PADDY FIELD ON MUD AT MORN.
    BUTTERFLY SITS ON EAR OF CORN.
    BEES...

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Emerald green that shines on
gleaming green jewel bug
Algae green of the serene pond
And there swim the shoveler ducks

Harlequin green from areca leaves pinnate
Softly grins when...

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Scent Of Paddy Flower

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The  village  where  my  father was  born.
After  so  many  years
Still  not   changed
Except  that...

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FOLK DANCE DWM

      Attended Summer Camp at high school level
      A happy happening, I would...

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Pat my back for a while
Even your smile lifts my world
My troubles, they all fly away
Fly in whites in the blue sky

The paddy field is...

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waters of Spring

in the paddy field-

green shoots in my heart...

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Far away from our little village
In the middle of green paddy field
On the small mound the banyan tree was
Beneath calm and sweet shadow of green...

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Summer Fairy Land

Beyond mounds,beyond dells,
Thorough thickets,thorough nettles,
Athwart sludge,athwart crag,
Into creek,Unto mist,
I dost err upon the ether crest,
I dost stray deep brine,
Rovering hither and thither,
Forth pasty...

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I rambled once riding my bicycle
on a foggy day of winter.
The fog remained suspended long in the atmosphere
so impatient I to go out
for such a...

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Countryside serene with
the sprawling Paddy Fields on both sides
of the roads,
Yet day by day
paddy Fields losing and
serenity of countryside waning
houses,schools,brick fields, oil pumps
shops constructed over
the...

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My best pleasure sight is 
green paddy field in the meadow
My best taking rest in the afternoon
is under the big banyan tree shadow
When the spring...

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10.
the  apparent golden pot that i thought 
to be the underneath of a kadam-tree 

in the dim light i can notice that 
the stars...

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When I see my old lover
the grasshoppers on her cheeks 
were unseen.


Her eyes became the 
tomb of lost dreams.

Her stomach was like a
paddy field after...

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The Cavity
I know of a man, who was digging in his field, he had seen 
China on a map and wanted to go there, and...

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