The Land Of Peace Poem by Vishnu Sampoorn

I went to the land of Peace one day
Of its beauty what should I say;
Enchanting, it was, paradise on Earth,
I felt I had attained re-birth

The heart, young, full of mischief,
Waterfalls gentle, flow down the cliff
With the cuckoo's tune, I tried to sing,
Freshness prevails, its forever Spring

Who comes here once, never departs
Fragrance spreads, blooming hearts
Where love never faced any protest
Words, love, flow from their chest

The land, yet, wasn't alien to me,
On Earth, too, such beauty I'd see
The birds picked twigs to build their nest
I wish I'd be here when I rest