May 2017
I just love this season,
When mangos ripen,
We get watermelon,
When sorts of flowers bloom,
And nature is alive.
When mangos ripen,
We get watermelon,
When sorts of flowers bloom,
And nature is alive.
My HP Poem #1525
©Atul Kaushal
©Atul Kaushal
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)
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