Blue Mountain
Blue mountain
drenched with mist
a cascade of water falling from a height
caverns are gems
'The Abode of Clouds'
A wench draped in hoary saree
All wetted and portraits like
A forest stream
Curved and silhouette
Calmed in her mayhem
Years passed by
But was struck by her beauty
She wore the bijouterie
Called nath
The blue mountain is the deepest hue of her nath
Was her only possess
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