Darjeeling
Tears in eye,
she has travelled
a long journey
in thrones of problems.
kanchenjunga,
its cool breeze
fails to make pure,
cool down fire of
sorrows, pain and struggle
from her journey.
all day long
many travellers she passes by,
but no one thinks of her beauty,
no one even tries to share with darjeeling
Prisoned within herself
a thrilling experience,
a history of suffering
in her heart
Darjeeling walks day
and night
along with GORKHAS.
Darjeeling, shares
chowrasta,
bhanubhakta's statue, tiger hill and many more
her journey from
Gundri bazaar till now.
Each places out here, pine trees, road and
tea leaves(etc)
carries all past of darjeeling and gorkhas.
with all hopes,
awaiting for new dawn darjeeling lives with
the Gorkhas,
trying to burry
all bitter experiences and past,
thinking always of
new and better
tomorrow.
Busy darjeeling
in the darkness
searches for the light of hope,
looking forward a bright morning.
lonely, she is
in the crowd and gathering.
suffocated
within herself.
A long journey,
full of struggle
she moved on
and is moving
to an unknown tomorrow'
with a new hope
with new efforts
walks darjeeling
every new dawn....
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