Fragrance Poem by Sougata Majumder
Fragrance
Far way the difference
Forgot the Jasmine Fragrance
I thought without you
with the concrete view.
I hate the fate of a creator
who never knows the time he rides.
Far way the pollen grains are gliding by
the Sun still Shines.
In search of mine
with a glass of wine.
I heard the sound of mind
In search of love of Wind.
The breeze is still there
but, no fragrance.
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8/5/2026 5:21:33 PM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
This poem makes me think of fragrance, and the lack there of, being symbolic of no incense which indicate a lack of prayer! The search of love of Wind will bring the fragrance. interesting poem! ; D