Lovely Ilam

Jun 1, 2018-

The air you breathe

the way you let

people enjoy your gait

I suppose is Nepal’s fate

Breathtaking was the time

without words, there was rhyme

happy looked the sunshine

and disasters seemed fine

Hills became plains for me

when I felt my country’s glee

on tiny leaves of tea

and the wind’s joyful plea

As if birds spoke with me

and trees showed to me

their peculiar grin, briskly

as if they had waited for centuries

No land was idle there

none were hungry

and everyone drear

with everyone revealing their flair

and all the people took care

The land was tilled

and all the love was filled

in hearts so chilled

they made you want to feel

Pranita Tiwari

Grade 10

Sagarmatha SS, Siraha

 

Published: 01-06-2018 07:37

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