Treasure Island

Gangadharan nair Pulingat..


Nature


Golden hill near the village
Beautifully decorated,
By the nature with lot of flowering plants
Golden hill so beautiful.

Golden hill near the village
In the dawn it is nice
The sun rays are pleasantly coming
The straight lines of rays beautiful.

In the evening the sun set scenery
From the top of the golden hill
A pleasant experience oneself to see
The nature is carefully made it.

But unfortunate to say hill is in danger
The heavy down pour damaged the hill
A part of it completely washed off
The valley and paddy field fully filled.

Nature makes beautiful hills
Nature destroys it in its own calamities
Nature a wonderful creator and destroyer
Nature itself is also a perfect teacher.

Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014
Edited: Monday, July 14, 2014

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Golden hill created by nature taken away in part in flood calamity which is nature's own way.....

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