Indian Jasmines.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Indian jasmines, very soft but extravert,
The pinkish borders around the buds,
In clusters from the old to the young,
With single petals outstanding and shine,
With multi petals, they resemble the rose,
Not having the thorns to prick the fun seekers,
Indian jasmines have the esters, unique in gesture,
Always stand tall and never bend down,
Even they have to face the hot sun with no water,
They get browned and drop on the ground,
To be the manure, O, Indian Jasmines,
When you are created, what the creators think,
Fragrance of you is the mind boggling torture,
The texture of you very silky, not velvety as the sister,
You are made to bloom spraying of emotional mists,
Indian Jasmines, Be safe as you are,
Not to change your pattern of the blouses,
You are too cute not to get neglected,
Copying the traits of others sometimes not good,
Be safe as you are and you will be worshiped as the Goddess.