Treasure Island

Praveen Kumar In Shobha Priya


238. FRIENDSHIP


Hail the friends of kohima land
Hail the lights of Mangalore,
Twinkling ‘neath tall, green palms,
Swept by rains and ocean breezes;
As the bower of bosoms sound
In happy chorus,
‘Come, welcome to
Our revered friends;
The mutual slogan
Warmingly ascends.

The warm friendship expanded,
The scent of musk spread afar;
Undreamed dreamt and
Unthought thought,
Unhappened happened and
Undiscovered found;
Is this not the real creation?
Is this not the new invention?
Eureka, Aloysians exclaimed
With Kohima friendship in their hearts
As unity in diversity
Surfaces in sons of the land.

A bridge is built
In human kind,
A ship is built
To Nagaland: Friendship!
Several minute space ships
In lunar and martian orbits
Lost in wastage, yet
The friendship is everlasting ship ‘Jyothi’
To our friends of Kohima the finest future;
The present meet ‘is the god’s gift,
Fair bud to end blossom as fragrant.

Submitted: Saturday, March 20, 2010
Edited: Friday, November 01, 2013

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