WHITISH GLOW

The Overture

In mountains of snow, 

amid the Withish glow,

friable leaves ,

of the Needle Oak,

in glwoing view, 

it has to soak

charmer of hills, 

has moved the heart

Oh mysterious swain, 

get down to start     

The Start

Come on marrers, 

let's launch into the flow,

on uphill curves ,

to the Whitish glow

with every tread, 

which leaves a mark

and a country mastiff,

who seldom bark

just pull it up and put it right

too little of pain, for so much of bright.

On the Top

That little white peak 

far from sight

is now so big ,on leaping feet

not just an eminence, 

but a legion of chalky sleet,

apiece; walking the line,

strikingly alluring ,and so fine,

deboss on the Whitish Glow,

gaiety strides adorned ,

diligent;  elegantly slow

The night 

The quivering wiff, 

with the setting sun

from down the hill ,

cropping up as fun

Whitish glow is rapturous,

in rays of moon,

this night is a song,

with all different tune,

there'll be a calm when,

we'll walk down the dume

craving of trifler heart ,

will settle down soon,

evocation of this dark ,

will relish like a loom

The Orison

Ohh mighty one, 

all praise to you

For shining hallow ,

n glittering hue

Though life had alot,

yet this was so due

to walk on graupel,

a grace for just few.

An unfeigned appogee ,

on this mortal stay,

Thank you so much, 

I am here to say.

                                       Amit kumar Mishra