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| Chikmaglur..reflection of Banana Tress |
When the light green leaves shines
as the droplets make them shiver
the unknown song starts to play
as the color green flows like river
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| Unripe green coffee beans |
The dance of the rains in the monsoon
is like the unknown whispers
they tell a story known yet mysterious
they slip like sand through my fingers
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| Banana leaves in night |
In darkness they glow like fireflies
young green against the black night
the forest celebrated the love of rain
the mountains breathe in the breathtaking sight.
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| Areca nut tress chikmaglur |
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