29 kwietnia 2012
This Is The Place
This is the place which I searched
This is the place which I want to live
This is the place which I like to die
With its all natural beauty
In the morning
I can see the sun rises
Besides the hilltop
The moorland is brighten with the
Morning sunlight
The chirping of the birds I can hear
The sunlight has ordered them to
Wake up from the deep sleep at night
Flowers bloomed spreading their fragrant everywhere
Hives for the bee-honey
In the afternoon
The sun-rays increases their heat
The sky as the purple glow At night
I can hear cricket’s songs
A pale light I can see
The twinkle of the stars in the night sky
In a deep sleep everyone
Night ends and a new day arrives
A free land to live forever
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