Mud Of My Land Poem by Binod Bastola

Here in the desert land!
I smell the mud of my land.
Zig-zag roads, hills are on no holds, echoes of natural aromas,
Foggy, rainy weather- - green are greener, falls kissing from the top of the mountains. Swing your eyes 360° you see noting but natural beauty.
Play of Sun and rain, unpredictable which next minutes going to show.
Sometimes both they together play the unnatural natural shows,
Shower of rain and Sun shows.