Thousand Sunflowers In A Land With History Poem by Kavitha Krishnamurthy

Thousand sunflowers with striking beauty
Standing in a land with history
Bringing a smile in the spectator's lips
Concealing the cruel disaster that happened once

When the sun rises you look upwards and pray
In the evening you get depressed and look down
But even then you do not lose hope
Next morning you continue again

Considering the sad event and weeping inside
Taking blood with the water
Your spectators are kept in ignorance
Unaware of the unbearable past

Tolerating pain, still spreading bliss
In this land that once witnessed a war
Engraved in each grain is a warrior's name
Each of the sunflowers is a dedication to them

This land was once used for mass destruction
Now it is being used for multitude cultivation
This is an illustration of how fate can change
Life goes on and there is no conclusion