A Visit To My Village On Sunday Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

A Visit To My Village On Sunday



In this Sunday I will go
To the country side to be
With our farmers and some
Tilling and sowing work to see

To be with simple folks
And with poor children
I will play with them in
The village field in the rain

In this Sunday I will sit
By the stream at the outskirt
Where farmers come to wash
Their cattle and bullock carts

I will remain there till the
Last bird returns to its nest
The sun after its day long walk
Goes behind the hills to take rest

I love that place of mine
Where my folks live in peace
In the absence of the rat race life
Is lived here under heavenly bliss

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