The Fragrant Bulb. Poem by Debendra Majhi

The Fragrant Bulb.



You are a Fragrant Bulb,
Inflate the Breeze,
With Scented Sway,
Like a Playful Wave.

You are a Melancholy Moon,
Soothing Note of my Flute,
In Octave Tunes,
Depth of an Ocean Unknown.

You are a Mountain Stream,
Piercing the Rocks,
Meander through the Plains,
Sustain the entire Population.

You're a drop of Morning Dew,
A Pearl in the Crown,
Kindness at your Heart,
That is possessed by few.

You are a Mystique Mist,
A Renewed Gust,
Inspiring Essence to live,
Refreshing Splendor, the most.

You are a Tender Touch,
A Tulip from Keukenhof,
Spellbind them all,
Who come in your Touch.

You are My Temple Bell,
Ringing in Spells,
Divine Confluence
Of my Final Destination.

The Fragrant Bulb.
Saturday, April 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Debendra Majhi 25 April 2020

A Thing of Beauty is Joy for Ever. And when that " Beauty" rides over the banks of Body, Mind, Soul and much Beyond... to the Realm of 'Other worldly', then the Beholders get Mesmerized to Meditate in Unison! !

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