683. A Wild Jasmine 251209 Poem by Raman Savithiri
683. A Wild Jasmine 251209
Like a wild jasmine in deep wood
My poems blossom from pensive mood
Like the petals draw out to sun rays
My thoughts turn into patterns by Your grace
No one notices its beauty
No one smells its fragrance
Away from mad human race
Jasmine has its merry dance
Wind alone knows its scent
Sun kisses; in Love a day is spent!
In longing for You my life went!
Next day the petals are scattered down
To make manure for forthcoming jasmine then
After my death, if my rhymes
Ignite a longing in another heart
My life is not mere waste
It’s manure for next jasmine!
why after death? many are soothened of their wounds reading your poem you call your poems wild jasmine but i would say they are Parijathams which are sought after by realised souls wonderful piece
if msg is got, no need of decorating words. words are always wingless birds. they dont reach where i meant thm to go!
I liked the message in the poem, just as I did after I read your 'Defeat Me'. But sincerely I am not satisfied with the lines/words. I may not be good myself but this is what i think sincerely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 10:59:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
If my rhymes ignite a longing in another heart my life is not mere waste. nice vision and attitude poems blossoming from pensive mood.. all nice expressions. do not stop writing. it is nice.