Fragrance - Poem by Sougata Majumder
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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