Gold Star - 6,750 Points (9.1.1973 / BURDWAN)

The Mustard Fields - Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Standing in front of the vast mustard fields
I am enjoying the perpetual bliss,
In the world of this melting gold
I am confident and bold.
In the pleasant sunshine they are sparkling and shiny,
Everyone will be reluctant to leave their company;
As I have entered deep into the sprightly fields,
I can not avoid their gentle and friendly grips;
The place is like the nature's holy shrine,
Even a rogue will be changed into a saint in this domain.

Topic(s) of this poem: nature

Form: Couplet

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 9, 2015

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