What happened to my valley?
by Gajanan Mishra
Where are my apple orchards?
Where are my pinkish white blossoms?
What happened to my valley,
My heaven, my pride, my peace?
What for these preventions?
Why am I not being permitted
To open my doors and windows?
Who is the actual culprit here?
What so ever may be the case,
I want freedom, I want all freeness,
I want to grow myself with
The air and water that are pure,
I want all should cooperate me.