Under The Kaamini Plant Tree
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Under the kaaminis scattering slowly
Want I to pass my evening
By being in their contact,
The kaaminis blooming and falling over
And I marking the night go,
So mystically fragrant,
The blooms so redolent and fine.
Where to go if she too is not,
Has not come back?
I under the tree sleeping and passing the night
Dreaming of Lost love
Coming to me as Night Queen.
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