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SEEDS LEAVING POD


mustard

Flowers had already left the plants
Now seeds had started leaving pod
A green Signal for the harvesting
It’s a silent and final nature’s nod
Farmers! be ready with your sickle
To take away from farm,gift of GOD
Now seeds had started leaving pod

 

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March 1, 2015
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2 responses to “SEEDS LEAVING POD”

  1. Rajiv Avatar
    Rajiv
    March 1, 2015

    Brilliant.

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    1. SAN_jeet Avatar
      SAN_jeet
      March 1, 2015

      Thank You

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