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Mango
Mangos
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A wild boy of ten or so
He climbed up mango trees
Green leaved with rough branches
The hot afternoons after lunches
Oh ! what a bite! what taste!
Sour as sour could be
A pinch of salt mango of soil
Tasty with drops of mustard oil
A tummyful of the raw fruit
Acidity? No way! Indigestion? No way
Tons and tons of glee
Till his childhood did flee
The rare trips to the village
Where a mango orchard welcomes
The ripe fruits -yellow attire
Sweet and juicy pulp and fibre
Then the city life mangos
Bought at high prices
But teeth enamel is gone
Cannot eat raw slices
The soft sweet juicy "langra"
Makes any sane tongue do "bhangra"
Three or four a day fare in June
Who cares for the sun or the moon!!
©bishu
Author's Notes/Comments:
For Respected Mr Bern.Thank you for bringing me back to bounce.
I must however admit that this is a bad piece to read.So please do avoid reading. Just got restored from the recycle trashbin.Have to wait for almost another month before the sweet, ripe juicy mangos appear at the local market.
You underestimate yourself,
You underestimate yourself, Bishu. This was an extremly enlightening piece to read.