Mango Poem by Nanda Kishore

Hi mango!
Though, the national fruit of India,
Yet you reign entire Asia.

Ah mango!
How sweet you are!
During the Indian summer.

Alas mango!
You passed away after June,
That is your misfortune.

Ouch mango!
Sometimes I hurt you throwing stone,
You fall off the branch of your own.

Oh mango!
I used to get beaten,
While stealing you from garden.

Hey mango!
I might eat grapes or apple,
But you are always adorable.