In the lap of towering mountains high,
Lies a valley kissed by the azure sky,
Where rivers whisper tales of old,
And every dawn a story is told.
The meadows bloom with flowers rare,
A palette of colors beyond compare,
Snow-clad peaks guard the serene land,
Natureâs masterpiece so grand.
Shimmering lakes like mirrors lie,
Reflecting the beauty that cannot die,
Orchards laden with fruits so sweet,
In Kashmirâs embrace, hearts beat.
Hear the call of the chinar trees,
Feel the cool, refreshing breeze,
In Kashmir, beautyâs soul does rest,
A paradise truly blessed.