The Land where i used to Play,
Is erased of its existence
Soothing music of Breeze in Mid-Day
Has dwelled somewhere in a Distance
I guess i am homesick of the Place,
Which exists in fantasy n Glimpse
Travelling down the memory it takes
In the Shangri-La of my Dreams!
Mother Earth was a mysterious Bride
Embellished with her Garments
For manmade jewels she always Abides
Contented in her Deep Blue firmament
And the golden sands of her seashore
And the precious Stones of her mountains and Diamond ores!
What is there to add to her perfection of beauty?
To rejoice in her lap was our only Duty!
But all these years i saw,
Human erect concrete Buildings on her face
Her beauty then appeared like a Flaw,
And now we repent on our sins, for gone are the joyful outdoor Days!