Nobody knows when our sun rise
nobody know when my country ride with pride
but we know it again
we have wealth of land of lord
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The land of paddy green' wow made me miss India this whole lovely patriotic poem. U wrote it very nicely. Thumbs up fellow Indian. Pls do comment my latest poem too, titled Pickled Scenery
This is a lovely poem Kee! Yes, our land is blessed in many ways! I give you a 10 for this beautiful write!
Love of one's own habitat and land is ingrained in our hearts. A lovely sketch of beautiful Kerala. Thanks for sharing.
but we know it again we have wealth of land of lord we have land with flow of water every good rivers are here with landscapes of beauty very good season of fruits Monsoon of pride winter with cool of drops droppping drops of rainy land as and when it falls paddle of golden wheat we have good fruit season to crop - - - - - - - - - - - - - - A lovely poem soaked in love for motherland.