A fragrance comes from nowhere
it fills and refreshes the
I sniff and smell all the way
could not trace its origin in a way
I peep and peek through the window
could get no clue from the flow
I open the door wide ajar
yet unable to locate the scar
scar, you might knit you brow
it is to me a bruise to Nature in score
a sandalwood tree could be cut
the smell of sandal permeates
a hurt to the tree so far
the gain to man without a bar
a scar to nature in all.
Tag: wound
It is a red-letter day they hail
It is a red alert they caution.
It is a red light area they call.
It is a red zone they enforce.
It is scorching red fire they mourn.
It is a red wound they shout.
It is a red stain they blurt.
It is a red blood bath they scream.
It is red in most fronts we admit.
The colour red strikes a discordance.
It spreads a discomfort somewhere.
It signifies a flamboyance everywhere.
Skidding leads to a hurt,
Seeing daggers imposes a hurt,
Speaking sharp proposes a hurt,
Attitude indifferent brings out a hurt,
Physical wound is a tolerable hurt,
Abstract outrage is an unbearable hurt.
As accidents are causes for hurts,
Evil breaks up lot of hurts,
The body staggers with a hurt,
It loses its power along with a hurt,
The mind succumbs to the hurt,
It desperately slides down with the hurt,
This is the most diabolical of all hurts.

