Tag: poem on plant
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BLOOD OF RUBBER
Except the dark night who is around. No on can listen those mute sound. Not weeping but bleeding rubber tree, At early morning he is waiting for fresh wound. Farmer is now a tapper as nature can see, Ready with knife to take latex as his job fee, From the thick and soft plant’s…
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CAPSULE BLASTER
It was the green oil plant of castor Ejecting seeds like capsule blaster It was childhood,it was golden days Castor seeds were popping with rays And i was owner during that phase Of those fallen oil seeds of castor Plants were doing job before chopping God gifted harvest were popping One after another many were…