Death Is A Fruit Poem by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK

Death Is A Fruit

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Seen hanging in every home garden
Except in Eden
It's a bud when you are born
It's a flower when you are known
It's a fruit when you are full grown
Sweet or sour not yet known
You eat it when it is forbidden
Lest may you be endorsed a coward in heaven

Monday, July 31, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: imagery
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 31 July 2017

Death is just like fruit we eat. This is hung in every home garden. This comes in life all of us bear this fruit. Wonderful poem is presented basing on Biblical perception.....10

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