Thursday, March 10, 2011

my kingdom

where the trees glow
and the rivers flow
where the earth has not fell 
and the sky holds all secrets
that the wind will never tell

where plague and ill
wash away with all our hurt
where the rain on the hill
never rid us of the dirt

where the greed of man
does not stain the land
where truly the grass will grow
with no woe
where happiness is home
is where my kingdom lies

1 Comment,

Rose I. Cunningham said...

wow! awesome poem Kirthi! i love it!!! it draws a picture of such a perfect world in such a fugacious poem. (fugacious is the word of the day! nerd power!)