A visual treat good enough to eat! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Purple red cherries
Visual treat arranged by hawker,
Tightly nestled in
Card board boxes.
Enticed from afar…
Fresh from cool hills
Of Nainital.
Madam, only for connoisseurs.
After haggling
Settled over a price.
Couldn’t wait to wash,
Held one with tender green stalk
It brushed against my lips,
Sensuously tickling my
Taste buds; ripe for a bite.
Before I knew, the bowl
Was almost, empty.
At the bottom
Sat a small heap
Of stones and stalks;
If they could speak…
I could read in
The silence;
You will pay
For your gluttony.
Appropriately, adjusted my expression
Looking shamefaced and sheepish.
But tell me, who can resist
Such a delectable treat?
Waste time washing
Off grime and pesticides…
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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