Fragrance

We always love the fragrance emitted by our loved ones here's a poem on the same

 

I came across a strange fragrance

Though it was strange it made me fall

It was pushed into my inner sense

And stopped all the worms of agony inside me to crawl

Consequently my chances to survive were enhanced

And that had changed it all

I always loved the smell of the soil when the rainwater dripped

But that fragrance was even more blooming

I also loved the fragrance of a lit incense stick when my father worshiped

But that fragrance was even more soothing

I always loved to smell the curry my mom cooked after every time I sipped

But unexpectedly it was even better than the smell of her cooking

I could roughly predict that beautiful and charming fragrance's source

But somehow it managed to make a cause

For me to write poetry and prose

As my predictions can never be false

It was arising from the body of the person I chose

To spend every moment of my life without giving any pause

Reviews

[Jessica Mai]

Aww this is so sweet. Every line was beautiful. I especially loved the comparison to the fragence like your mum's cooking and the ending just summed it all up. Keep writing!

[deeps]

This is so wonderful, I really like this write.
I like the way it flows. It's very well put together.
A write very well written