Tropical love.
I, a land unhabitable,
I am enough for nobody
to dwell in me,
nobody is immune to
my raw bits.
You, like a rainforest,
still grew on me,
hiding my secrets from
the light of the sun,
making my ordinary
look exotic.

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The untouched moonlit silence..
The mornings of the cliffs ray dense..
Organic and earthly scents till the end of sky..
Covered with fallen leaves and twigs running through the alley woodlands free of sigh..
The heavenly rains in the tropics..
The snowy white painted pines..

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Adorning green trees lush..
Holding the brooks and rivers gush..
Chirpling birds and roaring sounds..
Crawling ones and mammals with pounds..
Playing the music from the wind whistling blows..
The flowery blooms with misty pose..

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So much to look for in you..
So much to sense..
You make the world poise..
Wild and free,set the resource..

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Adorning green trees lush..
Holding the brooks and rivers gush..
Chirpling birds and roaring sounds..
Crawling ones and mammals with pounds..
Playing the music from the wind whistling blows..
The flowery blooms with misty pose..

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NO LEFT OVER WINTER

No leftover winter...
In tropical land
A rain that is warm
Cotton candy clouds
that turn into rainbows
somehow...
No leftover winter...
In tropical land
The land of the flowers
Of coffee and mangoes
Of Cumbia and Tangoes.
No left over winter...
Because there is none.

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India's Weather Has Now Become
Like Tropical One....
It Rains Everyday...!

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