Mary Miriumjilith Poet Free verse

To My Motherland

Where purple saffron's colors make antique delight.
            
                     Moonshine of lily white and doves stand on soil.
  
                     Green fields smile in glorious and spark with light.
  
                    Sweet song of blue merge our hearts.

                        Ah! She is the queen of all lands.
   
                       This land of our birth,
         
                        OUR MOTHER LAND!!!!

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Beata Agustin September 4, 2024 at 9:50 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Poet Destroyer A February 21, 2016 at 2:11 PM Mary, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA

Skat A December 26, 2015 at 7:20 PM a pleasure to read :) hope you are enjoying the holidays ...... SKAT LOVE

Chiquitachiamaka Baity August 13, 2011 at 10:07 PM Amazing!!!!! i luv it Mary....so beautiful....a real pleasure to read....smiles....chiquita