Durian Poem by Cyclopseven R

The season has begun
And ‘durians’ beginning to fall;
Along the streets of every village
And along the pavements of every town
‘Durians’ are gaining prominent sights;
With smell liked by many
Yet despised by some
The durian still reigns here as king of fruits
With the sweet and creamy pulp
The thorny fruit still the favorite
Of many of its lovers
From Europeans, Africans, American and Asians
Thronging together to take a piece
Back to their native
In their memory
They plant the taste of this ‘durians’
The reigning king of fruits
A stranger famous for its appearance
Smell and taste.