How are you Shillong
I traversed crisscrossing ten walls of clouds to link up with you.
How are you doing, Shillong?
By dibakar purkayastha
I have navigated through colonnade of vigilant eyes of hundred tall pines
This time, to have my secret rendezvous, with you,
my dear Shillong.
Enveloped the time with unwanted drizzle,
Shivering chill and whipping wind,
a sudden vintage adour.
Ten thousand of cold breeze I intersected, to endure you,
I swam though maddening smell of your naval, and got tipsy;
oh my hamlet, my Shillong.
Oh dear!
Arrange ten thousand of your meadow and Moore
with manna dew and morning fog;
Decorate the welcoming garland
with a new epic of sweet pines
Welcome me again, my dear
let it be my second honeymoon.
How are you, Shillong?
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