Best Poems Written by Dharshana Srinivasan

Mangoes

With a pluck and twist ,I gathered a gift.
A basket of mangoes ripe and adrift.
From my tree,I did pick a heap.

Put them away in a bag and went to sleep.
With the morning sun,I roused to find
A handful of mangoes,missing behind.
So I set out with a heart full of hope,
To retrieve each one before they could elope.

With a groan, I carried the heavy pack of
mangoes onto my back.
And set off down the road , feeling the
weight of the fruit pressing against my
back.

One mango fell and I ran fast,
But in my haste,the rest did not last.
For everyone I chase,two did flee.
The more I sought the less I could see.
Weary from the road I arrived at last.
And there a sweet surprise
A mango rich tree from the past.

Copyright © Dharshana Srinivasan | Year Posted 2023