Among the Nagas of hilly terrace,
Lies a legend that belongs to their race.
Khonoma, they call it, a village of lore,
Tales of valour for us to explore.
In the shadow of mountains, unknown mystery,
Khonoma stands proud, creating the history.
A bastion of strength, against invaders' might,
Its people defended, with gutsy fight.
The legend speaks of battles, waged long ago,
When foes descended, like a torrential flow.
But Khonoma's warriors, with spirit unyielding,
Stood firm and resolute, their destiny wielding.
Through valleys and hills, their battle cry rang,
As they fought and their freedom sang.
With arrows and spears, they held the line,
Against tyranny's grasp, their resolve did shine.
Generations have passed, yet the tales remain,
In Khonoma's spirit, where courage sustain.
For in the memoirs of time, its story is told,
Of a village of heroes, resilient and bold.
So let us honor Khonoma from their folktales,
For its legacy lives on in their trail.
In the heart of Naga Hills, where mountains loom,
Khonoma's legend continues to bloom.
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