My Land Poem by Kuldeep Bansiwal
My Land
O passer-by!
To where your hasty feet intend,
where is thy abode?
where is thy land?
My land is where
there in great plains
children do waltz in the rains,
where the flocks roam free of snare
in the heavens' crystalline air,
where in nights glittery blanket falls,
and borders embellished with green walls,
where blows the fragrance of golden sands,
My land begins where the asphalt ends..
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