A mango

This emotion will be forgotten in the cruelty of the century? Yet today, Amsattva brightens the moment of love! This winter night is no hesitation no worry’s today! I will be without the body, all my zero entire taste odor worries! Eternal emptiness after world of yes and no; there is no invisible world? I will go as all will go; will anyone write – Who will write a mango; as wrote by the author – An orange; who’s the poet is wants to come to earth! I am writing emotions in a season full of oranges – I will be mango transformation Amsattva, sour sweet to the essence of. It tastes like mango, with the taste on the tongue do weak mind. The cruelty of time will be erased after hundred years this love! However, the mango pickle brightens the moment of love. So a mango, I build love in the heart of the beloved.