Echoes of French Influence, A Poem for Puducherry
A charming poem about Paris of the East India.
Puducherry, oh land of dreams,
Where the sun, sea, and sand stream,
A place where the hues of life prevail,
And the melodies of nature sail.
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The French nostalgia fills the air,
As you stroll down the cobblestone lair,
Tranquility reigns supreme in every corner,
As the heart beats in rapturous wonder.
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The azure sky kisses the sea,
And the waves play a symphony,
The palms sway in cathartic glee,
While the heart dances in ecstasy.
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The aroma of French cuisine fills the streets,
As the taste buds explore new feats,
The culture, history, and art blend,
As the mind surrenders to a beautiful trend.
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Oh Puducherry, the land of magic,
Where the heart finds serenity in its tragic,
You are the pearl of the Coromandel coast,
Where every soul finds solace and the heart boasts.
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