Bewildered as I stood, I looked at what
surrounds me,
Mighty chinars, mesmerizing hills that cover
me.
The Lake had in it a tinge I never did see,
The boats simmering over it like a bee.
O’ the leaf that fell without harm,
Melodiously, with grandeur charm.
It’s this time of the year, I feel hopeful
than ever,
The land looks vibrant and the soul seems
richer.
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