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God's Own Country
Oh my dear land,
Sweet mother land,
How can I forget you?
Inspite being the place is few,
Onam is our festival,
Odour is in our food,
Narayana Guru is our leader,
Nostalgia isn't in our hearts,
Kamala Das is our poetess,
Care and love are our diet,
Our language is sweet as honey,
We can live here a life of merry.
- A.G.Aishwarya
© A.G.Aishwarya
Please follow @A.G.Aishwarya
Sweet mother land,
How can I forget you?
Inspite being the place is few,
Onam is our festival,
Odour is in our food,
Narayana Guru is our leader,
Nostalgia isn't in our hearts,
Kamala Das is our poetess,
Care and love are our diet,
Our language is sweet as honey,
We can live here a life of merry.
- A.G.Aishwarya
© A.G.Aishwarya
Please follow @A.G.Aishwarya
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