Blue hills

Mountain flowers are blue bells
Beloved of spring in mountains,
Like seashells blowing fine music.
In a distance , the hills are blue.

Hills are smooth and a fine blue,
From a smoke we see going up,
Our horizons blue and receding.
From hilltop the sea is blue sky.

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About nisheedhi

Retired banker with poetry and photography as chief interests
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