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.
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Standing in front of the vast mustard fields I am enjoying the perpetual bliss, /The place is like the nature's holy shrine, /Even a rogue will be changed into a saint in this domain.....beautiful poem dear poet...thanks
Such a wonderful mustard field where even rogue will as saint, Nice expression, thank you poet.