inguruwattadewage pushpadewa


The City Of Mumbai - Poem by inguruwattadewage pushpadewa

The sun disk comes far away horizontal like red ball warmth every where people are cheer full
Birds are singing breeze blowing through across sea they gathered for celebrating freedom of color Full
Floating canoes making nice picture for everyone no hesitation it is nice picture for all
Red colors blossom bloom for offering war heroes for salivate suffering people at morning cool

The near of day spring time became the nation of freedom between weep and sorrowful life
Every one making them hope without frightens of inheritance nation and loving children smile
Blowing wind whispering grab you're thought they were proud to for you with bleeding from life
Calm sea add to mean for whisper prove for truth of never die among free life with people

The gate of India at Bombay exist far away floating ships and voyaging crew
They enter for with storm and l went to and missing grab land never review
The mountain of Himalaya evidence every killing people like beast for your view
All though which is attraction all of delet from mind every hurt never back it follow

Human being with desire for money and wealth grabbing innocent people land and country
Making largest building and port crow with drinking liquor destroyed like nasty


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 16, 2012



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