MY ABODE
Enrapture us
Flowing runnels
Water flows in streams
Murmuring
Rhythmically flows
Singing
Like a valley
Her gait is
Very swift and crazy.
Temples are created at so many places
As if every home is a temple
Innocent people dwell here
Peace is reflected on their faces
They are daily source of
New inspiration.
Amidst such divine people
Is situated my small village
Amidst hills is
My abode here.
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Write comment. A nice poem, Rajni. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks