Thu, 09/03/2015 - 00:28 -- sandhya

our hills valleys

rivers lakes

bays subways

keep tunning a chorus



when the wind quivers

a narrative song of clay mens sacrifices


poundering in every phonics

of good olden folklore



echo along the mountains

travelling through million streets

touches us 40 millions

like the summers smoldering heat 


This poem is about: 
My country
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