Know the fragrance of your own soil,
It is very important,
It always spreads sweet smell for you,
Which is the real blessing in your life.
Just feel it and love it,
It is your true companion,
All other soils may appear bright and brilliant in your eyes,
But in reality those are artificial
And those may deceive you any moment,
But your own soil is always genuine and true.
A beautiful poem that conveys a meaningful message. Yes, our own motherland cares and loves us absolutely. It is indeed a blessing to have something to call our own.
A wonderful poem carrying engaging fragrance! Beautifully composed......10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Know the fragrance of your own soil, well said, but that should not the fragrance of other soils spoil. A fine line separates true patriotism and jingoism/nationalism.