My Land

I can tang even a smear The corner is so profound My land where I creak to life Long trip won’t trace me to its glory Where I born to love and care No purification on its end Chunks of honor not a prejudice I can hear the lullaby of her Gaze to her a charm of sense Lire of fight never lost her treasure Yard that per fit to her majesty Adorn to trust and charity Feel the lonely meadow and plants Treasure of paddy fields on pave Breeze that hold numerous tales Clouds that bring her whisper to me Hill that hum the snoop of her Profound land where the feet first touch Bow her for the treasure in mine Nostalgic to its past and present No land whisper as it is It’s the land where one born Can’t explicate in words But can feel as it’s my breathe ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.