Best Himalayas Poems

Himalayas beckon everyone to come to its fold 
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ODE TO THE HYDRANGEA

Misunderstood little Mophead,
They call her ‘Changing Rose’,
Her colour comes from the soil
And the acidity in which she grows.

Chorus:	Water in her name,
		Water in...

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MEMO for Destroyer Poet A Linda: 3. 20 p.m., 23rd April 2013 – Paris, France
  
If you are Red   I am Brown
If...

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The Wall

No Future is the worst and so,
I’ll dream of places I will go,
Fantasies are for such as I,
Facing the wall, the wall.

Tomorrow I’ll drive...

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The Land Where the Lemon-Trees Flower

I know the land where the lemon-trees flower,
where citrus fragrance lingers after a summer shower.
In sun-sweetened India, lemon-trees radiantly bloom,
flourishing...

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Oh Ganga! river so revered
your holiness purifies deep
if thy essence we let in seep.

From lord Shiva's hair you appeared
down the mighty Himalayas
quenching the thirsty souls...

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In my vantage-point the vast oceans are warming,
The sea levels are rising, while today is melting,
Cracking thick ice-shields crowning Artic, Antarctic
And ferocious intensity is churning...

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India, my motherland best as any mother
To me, at par with best world over

India's invention of Zero and Decimal 
Critical to scientific calculation, invention

Rich ancient...

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Where black-necked cranes come to chat with me
In the company of wine and deep brown honey
Flowing from apple twigs in the heavenly valley
Of Bumthang ,...

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Let’s fly to the celestial fiesta of the cherry blossom,
In the North Eastern Region of Shillong, named, “The Scotland of the East,
The abode of the...

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Ah, to this land of the monsoons
or should it have been the sunsoons? 
Yet for frozen land tourists, a tropical hot boon.

Where bullock carts, stray...

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Hand in hand they meander through  the deserted lane, 
freshly fallen snow crumpling under foot 
Littering the sky, Bright stars,  glittering like coins...

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Look at the 1st quarter moon of the 7th
Day of the 7th month in the naked sky.
There! The two stars Vega and Altair
Blinded by love...

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The hawk lay upon the lazy late afternoon 
air currents;
Floating, circling, spiraling, ever downward.
Its wings spread wide, white feather-tips splayed.
It teetered on the updraft 
above...

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At the savage, indigo sky,
draped in snow, claw the mountains high.
By the cirque, a base, sheltered 'neath, 
his gun sings the ballad of death.

A field...

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