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.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem. You have really brought out the fragrance of native land.