Ghandruk's shades

Starry skies

Some shine yellow bright

Some are dim white

Some have formed shapes

While some are companionless

Pitch dark the night is

Black shades form fifty

Tapping water from the tank or tap

From Faraway comes the sound of the dancing beck

Around are multi-colored flowers

And are around huts so pretty

Across the bare field standing alone

Yet companies me a dog erratically barking

Now I start feeling the cold 

Shivering through my spine

Some hikers are already deep asleep

While some are committing fun crimes

And Some I hear whispering as I walk past 

Barks of dog and overflowing water 

Sounds of the river and the cold windy dark night

Shivering I go to sleep, turns are cold 

And awake is my sleep

Its early morning

Pitch dark changes by time its shades

Taking deep breathe of air so cold

I open my eyes to a view of gold

Machaphhuchre and Annapurna 3

Reflecting sunlight from it's golden acme

-ghandruk 2016 11:55 pm 3rd december, 4th december 6:00 am