Harish Pradhan

Harish Pradhan

Dear friends, Sharing a poem

My city of joy

This is my city of joy The city of golden sunshine The city of rolling hills And swaying Meadows

This is my city of joy On the banks Of river prachi Where the morning Wakes you gently And spreads The smile of life

Where the night Holds you softly And whispers the Melody of eternal bliss

This is my city of joy Where there is hope On the face of despair Where there is smile On the face of demise