Mango Poem by Aashish Kumar Dimri

Mango



You may
Call it mango...
But, it all
Because of your ego!

As it is
a sensitive fruit,
Not meant
For a brute!

It must be adored
Like a beautiful bride
One who enhances
Her groom’s pride!

In this Indian summer,
is there anything better!
It is not a fuit, my dear
but, a poor man’s nectar!

Mango
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fruit
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Indian summer means relishing mango- a delicious fruit.
All- rich or poor- long to have it!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 10 June 2015

A poor man's nectar. Nice work.

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