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Mithun Das Poem 8

I like to make recipe at home. I like to share recipes with my friends. I am a young Indian writer. I like to write poems and stories.


July Came, August Came

July came, August came
The rain came.

It rained profusely,
Barren frequent drums.

The frog is calling to the pond,
Peacock dances in the forest.

Fish catch red birds fish
In rivers and ponds.

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