Missing My Land Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Wish I could wake up to
The call of birds in the trees
To the shout of roosters
To the whistling sound of breeze

Wish I could wake up to
The sweet essences of flowers
To the humming of bees
To the butterflies over bowers

Wish I could wake up
To the song of the shepherds
To the lilting sound streams
Make as they flow downwards

Trapped in a concrete
Jungle I miss the pristine air
Of my land where childhood
Days were spent with fun and care