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Uzma celebrates the beauty of her homeland in this verse – an exclusive for Different Truths.
Deafening silence echoing loud Solace, serene winds bellowing out Cowering pebbles whispering softly Pristine sand gliding unknowingly Rapturous rays of sun smiling Windswept nature at its delaying This is the beauty of my homeland. Smiling faces with warm hearts Outstretched arms as a friendship start No barriers, tangles, cobwebs, or hindrances Only happy, ecstatic, blissful instances Ready to help, reach out, lend a hand Divided we fall, united we stand This is the beauty of my homeland. No differences with neighbours we see Similarities, though, are by far aplenty Same skin colour, looks and features Landscape, climate and even nature, This is the beauty of my homeland.
Picture design by Anumita Roy
