The clouds at the border,
Radiant rays in the amber,
Animals in the safari,
Que at the horizon in their Ferrari,
The hill view creating a majestic vision,
The scenic view in captive moods of the oblivion,
Solitude paying a standing ovation,
The onlooker leaving the vision to run,
Capture a glimpse of it in the mind's corner,
Sit calm watch the animals pass like the Solitary Reaper,
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(c) Akshaya Kumar Das
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