Despondent
Virgin solitary hill
Living next to my drawing room
I always glance through my window
Its rugged surface
Dried aquifer
And hollowness inside
Not a single spring
Not a single tree
To boast of its existence
Everything in its surrounding highlights
Its doomed authority
Perception of oblivion
Evaporated to my surprise
When I saw some excited kids
Scaled its height
And celebrated
Triumphant
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Abhinav Baruah
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