Alun on Nilgiri hills
When waves become wave
How many times you fall into halves and behave
As I sip Kambucha tea from Nilgiri hills
Here must have you found love
freeing your will
And then
You never meet your love, healed never
Soldier you are a lover
Why death should whisper
Why limp to a battlefield weaker
Life emerge out of broken hopes
Hopping around villages to villages, breathe cool air high on Nilgiris atop.
Goatherds burnt in sun's heat
Jackles howl and goats in hunger bleat
Many rivers flow by
Boatmen wave at you ocean nearby.
About the Author
Lovita J R Morang
Joined: 13 Aug, 2015 | Location: , India
Filmmaker,Artiste,Poet. Made more than Twenty Tele-films,Docu-films. Green Oscar Entrant for the Docu-film"Discovery of Rhododendron Forest". Eighteen Anthologies. And a book on "Discovery of Rhododendron Forest"...
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