Few Lines On A Trip To Jhalong
*Few Lines on Trip to Jhalong*
by Trailakya Roy
Our journey was fine,
The kind Sun favoured us.
The cold mist disappeared,
Swiftly moved our bus.
We saw the shallow river,
It's gigantic rocks and foam.
Below the high long cliffs around,
With the sky abovelike a dome.
Sitting upon the rocks and sands,
Touching the swift water, icy- cold
Its so pleasurable to be there,
Like touching a piece of pure gold.