5/5 subha s. 2 years ago on Google
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It
was
almost
the
time
of
sunset
and
the
mass
was
going
inside
the
Ross
hill.
It's
kind
of
odd
for
the
city
focks
whose
half
life
spend
in
an
eternal
city
rash.
So
it's
almost
evening
the
intensity
of
the
setting
sun
is
yet
to
bloom
from
my
dusky
face.
As
I
can't
control
my
inquisitiveness
to
see
the
beautiful
place.
The
hills
are
entirely
covered
like
lush
evergreen
trees,
the
reflection
of
magistic
ships
upon
the
surface
of
the
port
area,
that
blackness
in
the
wind
from
the
elongated
charcoal
belts
just.....
.....
..just
added
more
n
more
to
that
beautiful
place.
I
didn't
very
much
know
about
this
place
but
I
found
this
to-be-officer
who
was
humble
enough
to
take
me
a
visit.
He
made
me
familiar
to
that
place
first
n
then
to
himself.
I
used
to
think
i
didn't
know
him
but
today
I
got
to(a
little)
but
enough
to
get
lost
while
penning
this
event
now(
a
satisfactory
inquisitiveness
i
can't
even
pen
)
_________duskyπ€
This
is
the
poem
i
penned
down
after
I
first
visit
to
this
hidden
seren
of
Visakhapatnam.
I
while
symbolising
GOD
IS
ONE
it
also
present
in
front
of
you
the
view
of
this
port
city,
you
might
have
never
seen
before.
Vizag'ican
if
you
are
done
with
visit
Kailash
giri
then
discover
this
side
of
the
city
nowπΌ