The whole path to home was filled with incense
It has indulged my every sense
It has hit my senses to rose
It was not the fragrance of the rose
It was not the smell of lavender
Nor the scintillating smell of sandal powder!
On the way I found no flower
Rather not found any blower!
It remained firmly along the way,
As you had just walked away!
Ultimately I saw you, as splendor
Objectively, I adore your body odor!
Above poem is from adapted from the eBook “FIRE WITHOUT FIRE IS ETERNAL! AND OTHER POEMS ON HAPPY LOVE ” by Mr.V.Muthu manickam. Copyright is held by V.Muthu manickam.
Beautiful poem on feminine odour which men have glorified through ages.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When you are in love, you are overwhelmed by the thought, image, odour and the presence of your beloved. This is something out of this world. Thanks for this lovely piece of poetry.