White jasmines in the moonlit night
Flowers of hope for morning light
Reminds the fragrances time given
Breeze spread in cool waves driven
Silence share the pains and dreams
Song of the dew often raises tears
Smiling jasmines absorb the tunes
Simply inviting for wordless cheers
Dew droplets sprinkled over petals
Dissolving as feelings and memories
Soft touches of embracing rain winds
Serene air roll out the exotic fragrance
Droplets holding it transform the senses
Smell, but eyes too feel divine fragrance.