Rajanigandha
Anindya Mohan Tagore
Born with a pinkish heart - you unfold it in the dark of the night only for the moon to discover. You bathe in moonlight to wash the dirts from your divine soul and bloom for the stars to emulate. Your magical fragrance makes the night drunk - me too. Where would you like to be? In a vase? Bouquet? Or hanging from my lover's hair loops?
Rajanigandha -
The fragrance of the night - keeps
me amazed whole life
~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~
Copyright © Anindya Mohan Tagore | Year Posted 2015
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