Mango season is over

We can pelt no stones at mangoes now
But can eat stones off their sweet pulp.
Our eaten stones sprout tender leaves

From a stinking garbage, home to pigs.
They will grow big and host a cuckoo
As the branches rub each other in love.

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About nisheedhi

Retired banker with poetry and photography as chief interests
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