Clouds kissing the crests
At vicinity, it's sea that flags surrender
Far off sight, remains an unbeaten battle,
Not colonialism but still occupied.

Heavy floods, but no havoc,
stands a statue, beauty posing at the nature
Anxious white face bordered with jewels
The days count, it shines and also dies down.

Blood flow a snail, it is chilling-cold
and as cold as Mother Earth is
Every peak mimic the lustre of stars in the night
Every glitter on the shadow on tops speaks love of the daylight.