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Apr 2014
My Village
            By – Amulya Kumar Malik  

My Village a small little village
Near a hill and rice field & river
Big   mango Trees small    Cottages
I love it ever .
On the beneath of mango trees
The sequel plays hide and  sick  .
Behind the black cloud with  dates  Trees
The moon play  hide and sick  
My village is always full of flower
I love my village for ever &  ever .
My Cottage of rice  sheet ,
It has a small  hole , I saw moon & son
My small cottage give cold in summer and hit in winter
I Love my village forever .
In small pond we catch fish
The horizon of rice field
Butterfly kiss to merry gold
Playing in winter  cold  ,
The snow white sheet covered bed sheet cover
I love my village forever .
Evening the lovely  rangoli
Strange smell from ***** godhuli
I proud because I born in village
As sun of  farmer I
love my village forever .
its a small brief of my village !!!!!!
Amul Malik
Written by
Amul Malik  bangalore
(bangalore)   
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