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On My Way To Mizoram
On My way to Mizoram On my way to Mizoram, I stared from spring season, The way so clear, the road so zig zag. And the Sky so clear and dim, the journey so long, Cause along way journey. When the wind blows, the tree of the leaves start dancing, And the shadow of the Vehicle so dare to follow me without any argument. Cause he knows Am the one who’s staring at him. When my eyes got tire, I start recalling the past, Which I have left alone on my past, with my dear ones and old ones. Ohhhh! I can’t maintain my past hence . As it was my destiny. My tears flowing like a water fall. My eyes blinking like a Steplel. Cause Am saying to my home town, Bye and Hello to Mizoram. And when the night returns, the fear continuosly increasing. And the tention , tentioning me on my way in a dark view. When I turn out through windows, I heard a creapny voice of Sparrow, And the trumbling voices of the species. Cause the place so hollowness. So on the morning return again. I start handling my call, calling my Mum, and saying “yeah “Am on my way to Mizoram” On 29/3/2014 By Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip Date of birth 28/12/1997
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