The lovely land all green, <br />With houses hidden in, <br />One has to travel to aee <br />It's beauty, og fields, <br />The round road around <br />A huge temple, <br />Thrissur, our hometown <br />Is so dear, with us, <br />Schooling, and campus life <br />led in merriment, <br />For a sixteen years, <br />The town surrounded <br />By green everywhere, <br />Rivers flowing with a song, <br />The farmers, labourers <br />Working without <br />A dull moment, <br />Time has changed it's face, <br />With mobikes and cars, <br />Speeding by, yet retaining <br />It's evegreen nature, <br />The feeling of belonging <br />Not fading enen a moment, <br />But yet many have to leave, <br />For aliving to make, <br />Leaving it's nearby <br />Thick forests and beaches, <br />Leaving an unfading memory, <br />And to return with happpiness. <br /> <br />Ravikiran Arakkal<br /><br />RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/home-town-thrissur/
