The God made the land,
The sea and the sand
He created grass frills,
The dessert and the hills
After having done his best,
He decided to take some rest
He wanted to sit and relax,
At a place where pleasure is
max
He wanted sea to wash his
feet,
While he sat where the earth
and sky meet
He wanted breeze to soothe,
While he lays on white sand
so smooth
He wanted it not hot nor
cold,
A place where the beautiful
live with bold
So the God
created Vizag……………
A City of Destiny,
A notch above many
He then sat on the hill,
To rest at his will
Where the sea washed his
feet,
He basked in the greens so
neat
This heavenly place in the
east,
Makes every other place look
least
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