Rajnigandha, night’s sultry whisperer
Unfolding like an endless esoteric prayer
A green stalk, greenish buds and white petals
To love’s velvety addiction, its fragrance unfurls.
For many, it’s a bloom in night’s dark masquerade
But for him, an egress to memories’ moonlit shade
A symbol of emotions wrapped tight in ivory petals
Echoes of love’s whispers in night’s euphoric surge.
In those wintry nights, love’s aroma filled the breeze
Rajnigandha bloomed with a bittersweet surge
Percolating soul-deep, like an everlasting buzz
A fragrance haunted him ever; love’s unfinished waltz.
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