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My Country
Contributed by
sanders
on
Sunday, 2nd November 2014 @ 10:40:47 AM in AEST
Topic:
Nostalgic
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Miles and miles of lush green trees
Chirping birds and whistling leaves
Fresh raw smell of wet earth and weeds
Thin white clouds floating over valleys steep.
Trains rushing through unknown villages
Presents loaded in all its' carriages
Famine stricken children prying at its packages
For a glimpse of hope to fill their stomach empty for ages.
Fountains of rivers flowing through unknown places
Raw silt in its' water shimmering in bright sunrays
Like gold worth enough for your daily wages
With not a single penny at hand to buy a poor man his happinesses.
Rows of flowers in gardens green
Juicy fruits stacked in parcels clean
Plenty of milk to churn out cream
Yet nothing left to fulfill a dead man's dream.
Copyright ©
sanders
... [
2014-11-02 10:40:47]
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Re: My Country
(User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on
Sunday, 2nd November 2014 @ 11:17:14 AM AEST
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This is real poetry. Vivid imagery painted with master strokes of pen. Somber, yet full of poetic tongue. Exquisite.
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Re: My Country
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by ladyfawn on
Monday, 3rd November 2014 @ 12:43:20 PM AEST
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such lovely imagery, truly poetically beautiful,
hugs n' love nessa |
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