“The land of Orchids”
As it is known,
Where the hills are green,
Some eclipsed with snow;

Fresh pure water
Sprout from springs,
The sweet cool breeze:
So refreshing to breath;

The meeting valleys shepherd
Youthful River,
Commence its journey
To the distant sea;

Like the colourful scene
During dawn and dusk,
Of Himalayas in reflection:
The cultures are too;

Where smiling faces
And hospitality,
Are met by strangers
Aplenty,

Your place is pretty
If its got nature too,
Like “The land of Orchids”:
“Sikkim beautiful.”

©-Vivek Karma Subba, Noblestride