Lagerstromia- a Petal of Assam Hill
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Over a river near to hills of Kaziranga
I see and breathe a freshness of Lagerstroemia's hue and fragrance
Even tired with body and mind I fell in love with your romance
Under the scorching sun's kisses on dust of sandy grain
When every ochred foliage fallen.
A story of summer has pages of lines of cracks and dark
Towering with pillars of cascading bark
You enchant every desire
Cooling the agonized mind and body in fire.
Visit lost; memory born!
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2026
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