Mamta Agarwal

Night Jasmine- Tree Of Sorrow

Mild, balmy breeze,
Hauntingly fragrant
With Night Jasmine.

A small evergreen tree,
Twinkling
With ivory white flowers
In my garden,
Resplendent at night,


Like the star
Studded sky.
Before the day breaks,
The tree silently sheds
Its crowning glory

On Mother Earth’s breast.
To pay homage
In all humility.

Overcome with wonder
I find myself ponder,
As I gather the flowers
In my wicker basket
On my way to the temple.

To offer
To the deity
At the altar.

Oh, Harshingar,
Why are you
Called
The Tree of Sorrow?


Night Jasmine is called Harshingar and Paarijatta in India its
A sacred tree, grown in temples. Flowers are offered to the deity in the temples. there are many myths associated with it.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 26, 2008

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  • R.k Das (12/4/2008 2:14:00 AM)

    the expressions like
    'hauntingly fragrant'
    sheding crowning glory'
    are really striking..
    would like to know
    more abouts 'myths' associated with this flower.

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  • Sathyanarayana M V SSathyanarayana M V S (9/1/2008 11:01:00 AM)

    A poem that blossomed like....night jasmine. The tone in your poems is alwasys so suitable with right notes.....dreamy....10

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  • Raj Nandy (8/31/2008 2:46:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem. I loved those comments also!
    -Raj Nandy

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  • Sulaiman Mohd YusofSulaiman Mohd Yusof (8/28/2008 5:55:00 PM)

    night jasmine....................they were earlier than us..............great flowers for great people.A + and 10.

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  • Anjali Sinha (8/28/2008 9:07:00 AM)

    'A small evergreen tree,
    Twinkling
    With ivory white flowers
    In my garden,
    Resplendent at night, '

    Yes indeed resplendent at night. My fav flower. I rem. as a chld I had it in the backyard and in the morn we gathered them -white with orange stalks and made a necklace. Oh so fragrant we were the whole day. Lovely vivid memories you brought back to me Mamta. I love your poem +++++++++10
    regards anjali

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  • Kesav EaswaranKesav Easwaran (8/26/2008 7:32:00 AM)

    a good poem...striking analogy between stars and the harshingar flowers that fall out once the dawn sets in...fragrance is equated to brightness...the poetess shares the glory of the flowers hidden in darkness in a divine way...with stars of course she can collect the glory only in the basket of her mind...10

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