Best Darjeeling Poems

Sweetheart Darjeeling

Three hours of walk uphill from the town, 
The woods grew thicker and the world down, 
Heart panting – eyes floating in the wooden beaker, 
Oh! It was dark yet darker-deep yet deeper! 
I heard Frost calling and recalled the “snowy evening”
The sky still...

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A lot of people ask me how Darjeeling is right now.
This is my answer to everyone.

Darjeeling the Queen of hills
Is going through a lot of pain
Everything is so still
I don’t want to picture again
Peace rally, silent protest
Lathy charge and gun firing
Depleting ration, time of test
Unrest...

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The dawn purloined by a shadowed thief,
  in the kitchen morning blues were stealing,
across the sprawl of formica grief
  with hot buttered daybreak unappealing.
Perforations flooded to slake the thirst,
  and down on thermoplastic, kneeling,
a hot Hail Mary brewed and burst
  and...

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Storm is brewing outside,
lightening striking the ground
with burning white fingers.
Demanding attention with crackling
thunder sound.

While inside past the rain stained
window panes is brewing a
pot of Darjeeling tea.
Soothing is the golden liquid
as it warms me from this
dreary lonesome storm day.

Clouds empting their tears in
the streams of rain...

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I have a funny feeling.
 It is all so unappealing.
 The dollar's hit the ceiling. 
 This may  send the markets reeling.
 If the markets hit the floor,
  Paul says we'll all be poor.
 Oh, how beastly! What a bore!
  But Peter's...

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darjeeling branch leaf unfurls

coaxing dreams in soft sweet swirls

himalayan breeze

from far eastern seas

aroma sips hidden pearls.
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It's almost half past three
time to cosy up for tea
kettle's on the boil to brew
tea for two me and you
with egg and cress or
cucumber sandwiches
with nary a single crust
(they were all donated
to the National Trust)
it's after forty to four
shall I be Mother and pour
I know...

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