Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Doon Valley

The mystic mountains
The lovely trees
The blooming flowers
The cool breeze

The squirrels dancing
The birds chirping
The lovely mornings
The cool evenings

Warm hearts eager
to welcome you
Once you leave,
they even cry for you

The small lanes
The lovely homes
The lively city
The ever lasting memories

The sun playing
hide and seek
The soul rests
in peace

The warm sunny
winter afternoons
The cool breezy
summer evenings

Everytime I go
there, my heart aches.
For I do not
want to come back.

Someday will come,
when I shall stay there, forever.
Dehra Dun - Here I come,
to live all over again.

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