Unseasonal harvest priced too high
Just the right time to tell her a lie
Not one in the market not even a seed
What she wanted I thought for her own need!
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Wow Wonderful poem. Unseasonal fruits, price is too high, And you yearn for a slice taste not good like one that comes in season Reason enough to move away in failure’s depressed sigh! See there the fruit and seed of her love seasonless! Very true said. Each lines are very beautiful...Loved reading it.
Simply great, Pradip! ' I hold her and as the clouds leave her face See there the fruit and seed of her love seasonless' I loved reading about this unseasonal fruit and the seasonless seeds of love on her face! !