bouquet. garland Poetry Ramar Pichi

The Flower Called Ramar Pichi

The flowers white with red stripes light

bloom with fragrance every night

could I say for most  in the evening

spread an aroma  around almost stunning

the smell enters the nostrils

keeps us in a trance with its fill

the flower is not huge  in shape

very thin and fragile, soft and  slim

a joy  to twine them together

make a garland to God or rather

tie them into a bouquet  small

put them on the head carefully as not to fall

the way every Indian woman wears

that be the Ramar PichRama pichii in choice.