In the morning mist of Srinagar’s embrace,
Where the Dal whispers secrets of grace,
The Chinar leaves dance in autumn’s glow,
Painting the earth with hues that flow.

Amidst the peaks that touch the sky,
Where saffron fields in silence lie,
The rivers sing a timeless song,
In Kashmir’s heart where dreams belong.

Through the meadows of Gulmarg’s pride,
Winter weaves a blanket, far and wide,
Snowflakes kiss the cedar’s crown,
Turning the world to a sparkling town.

As spring unfolds in fragrant blooms,
The valleys hum with nature’s tunes,
In Kashmir’s beauty, profound and deep,
Where the soul finds peace, and dreams to keep.