VERY nice typing of a poem
showing deep
a bad portion of a mango sodden
I once went to Kashmir
and to an orchard
saw no mangoes
no oranges
but the guy who owned it said
pick up all apples
the wind had on the ground laid
and he was happy
all were taken away
by men who hadn't eaten one
I asked him
have you any oranges
he said smilingly
peaches only peaches
queues look there
he showed me so many girls
picking peaches
one none better than them
OM A N
so many girls picking peaches one none better than them.. Yes of course. Good word picture.
beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder and we all know who do discern have beautifuller eyes like yours and mine lovely gals shy away smile and often wink look nto my eyes so they seem to say yeah come over we shall play no lies and not as in lay but within eyes smies give we may
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
AGAIN USER RATING 5 ***** THANS ALL