In moonlit gardens, a fragrant tale,
Jasmine blooms, a perfumed veil.
Petals like stars, white and pure,
A floral symphony, serene and demure.
Night's confidante, in shadows it gleams,
Jasmine whispers secrets in fragrant streams.
A dance with the breeze, a waltz of delight,
Moonlit jasmine, a symphony of the night.
Sweet essence lingers in the midnight air,
A floral melody, beyond compare.
Cascading whispers from ivory buds,
Jasmine's embrace, where magic floods.
In gardens adorned with celestial grace,
Jasmine blooms, a delicate embrace.
Symbol of love, in its purest form,
Jasmine, a blossom in passion's warm.
A poet's muse, a painter's delight,
Jasmine's beauty, a timeless sight.
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Author:
Chiki (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 25th, 2024 00:01
- Category: Nature
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Comments2
Wow! Very poetic! I can see and smell your garden in far away Germany...!
Thank you
Enchanting imagery. Scent of jasmine intoxicating my memory. We have jasmine climbing against a trellis in our garden. Add some moonlight and you have a perfect setting for romance. I enjoyed your poem.
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