The ‘Blue Mountain’ snaked its way through the mountains low and high
the beauteous scenery around, evoked many a joyful cry
Mountains clouded in mist, and rivers meandering their way
Were each seen and appraised, as well as waterfalls showering spray
Tall eucalyptus trees stood majestically, - a feast for the eyes
On seeing them, there were many exclamations and sighs
For the scene was such, and the day so bright
That everyone felt like hiking in the warm summer light -
On the mountains and in the valleys that were spread around
For well did we know, that such beauty is rarely found..
Wild flowers grew in abundance, and were a lovely sight
Many of them were rare, and only some were trite
The roads that lay beneath were lovely to behold
The dried leaves on the ground looked like leaves of gold
Everything was splendid, even the far-away toy-like homes
The horses and grazing cows looked like little dwarfs and gnomes
The panorama was magnificent – it was truly a work of art
It left a deep imprint on each and every heart.
- Author: safina (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 29th, 2024 23:25
- Comment from author about the poem: Ootacamund or Ooty is a beautiful hill station in South India
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 7
Comments1
You took me there with your beautiful poetry. I enjoyed the visit very much. Such beauty in your mountains and valleys. A lovely write. Thank you dear poet.
my last visit there was many years ago - but it's still as beautiful though commercialization is taking place, and trying to destroy the pristine beauty
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