mammoth, gigantic, a site.
Looks tempting, and alluring to my eyes.
White, cold, misty, and snowy,
would be an experience mind-blowing.
Snowclad mountains have a charm to hold
when sunbeams kiss their lap and turned it into a mirage of gold.
Oh! how it feels to lay under the sunkissed snow.
Serenity seeps in, living me looking aglow.
So far it’s a dream I have cherished.
Not anymore, for I have heard the Himalayas calling.
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Beautiful poem Vinita