Note: This poem was earlier posted on Oct 18, 2010. It was not linked to any other blogs then. It is now revamped and linked to jingle poetry's pot luck as an entry.
There's a paradise tucked away in the mountains far north. It is to be seen to be appreciated. I was there for a week way back in 1973. The serenity of undisturbed nature was just overwhelming. It brought back fond memories to inspire this!
( dedicated to Ma'am who advised me to be brief and careful on choice of words)
Much maligned, holiday blues
What am I in for?
Diamond- like , morning dews
Droplets , shining , pierced by the Sun
Tell me more!
Rivulets of clear streams
Cascading down the mountain side
Say, am I dreaming?
immersed in the Kashmiri landscape
No, say no more , it’s a story that’s no ending
Fly Air Asia, onwards to Gulmarg and Pahalgam
Bring me back the blue sky, of mountains snow-capped
of rosy cheeks and lovely maidens
of flowers, house-boats and Dal Lake
gushing streams crystal clear
Kashmir….., I remember thee once of yesteryear
Undisturbed , decidedly picturesque, untouched ,
for Srinagar again beckons!