Unhinged

I do not know from where this intense fragrance of coral jasmine came from.

My roof garden did not smell this intense since the last monsoon.

I carry the scent and keep pondering

Which sanbol (hyacinth) has taken over the branches of my jasmine gardenia.

I have not seen him before.

Not even in my dream.

He stays startled and far away like Nicober islands.

I am not sure whether I can submerge myself into that smell for the entire life.

I try hard to close the doors of my hear avoiding his sight.

But I seldomly keep peeping through the bay window of my mind.

Like clear clouds, I keep on looking for him in the entire sky.

He keeps floating and I follow his trail.

Does he want to stay out of my reach?

Does he secretly come down to my roof garden?

His fragrance sparks lights in my veins.

When I try to catch him, I realize, he lives far, far away.