Jasmine Poem by Kamal Narayan Baruah

In the garden of roses I saw a jasmine flower
In the piles of perfumed glory's there lie she without color..
Her Petels pale like a sorrow burried deep inside
Still emitting fragnance like a candlie burning to give us light
Watching around the color of roses she felt a sore
she wished, she too wanted to sink in the color
Wanted to be the sign of love the rose was assigned
And to spread the color of love with all the fragnance she had
She too wished to get noticed among the heavenly flowers
And to become the symbol of love n d color in her pale petels
Although her wished were never granted, just went in vain
And she laid there un noticed, once again
Still she never ceased to Spread her fragnance
went on and on and never had any vengeance
Thus in the garden of roses I saw that jasmine flower
Smiling like ever hiding her pain emitting d fragnance forever