A poetry on my emotions. My longing and rememberig of the beloved who always got me those fragrant ... A poetry on my emotions. My longing and rememberig of the beloved who always got...
My beautiful jasmine, Fate played with us, My beautiful jasmine, Fate played with us,
The poem describes waking up by smell of Jasmine in the abyss. The poem describes waking up by smell of Jasmine in the abyss.
In the wee hours of the morning, You vanish And the pain grabs my aloneness. In the wee hours of the morning, You vanish And the pain grabs my alonen...
Under quilt of Jasmine she laid rosary wrapped around hands folded Jasmine had bloomed in abun... Under quilt of Jasmine she laid rosary wrapped around hands folded Jasmine...
"...When my soul feels too burdened to mourn..." "...When my soul feels too burdened to mourn..."
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