Rajnigandha or the exotic tuberose
Nicknamed "the fragrance of night"
For some souls, it may be
Just another night blooming plant
Green stalk with serried buds
And clustered white flowers
Spreading an intense fragrance.
But it's a nostalgia for him
A mystical and magical word
Reminiscence of a phase of life
Somewhere deep in memory
Somewhat sweet and sour
Some-with hope and despair
A bewitching symbol of
Someone's emotions, love and care...
On those fateful wintry nights
When love was in the air Rajnigandha bloomed for him...
It's ethereal and sublime fragrance
Percolated through body and soul
With an everlasting bliss and joy
Only to stay forever and all.
