Oud for Greatness by Initio) is Perfume Poetry.

Poetry inspired by the fragrance Oud for Greatness from Initio.

oud for greatness initio fragrance review poetry

I wonder… Does anyone hear my cry?
I’m searching for light among the darkness.
Anoint my head with aloeswood tonight
And infused my soul with gentle sweetness

More about the fragrance from Intion, Oud for Greatness. More poetry from the Fragrance Writer, Pink Sugar. Instagram @thefragrancewriter. Photo by David Monje on Unsplash. Poetry © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2021.

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I awoke in a void of deep darkness
Wondering, “Does anyone hear my cry?”
But one day God saw me, poor and needy
As He studied from heaven with his eye.

He lit up my life like the shining sun.
He made me stronger than I thought He would.
He wiped my tears and healed my broken heart;
Anointed me with fragrant agarwood.

He sprinkled my life with piquant spices:
Imported Nutmeg – Exotic Saffron.
And infused my soul with gentle sweetness
Now I am enviously looked upon.

Pink Sugar by Aquolina is Perfume Poetry.

Poetry inspired by the fragrance Pink Sugar from Aquolina.

pink sugar aquolina fragrance review poetry

It was all amusing,
The time at the fair.
But also confusing
Cotton candy
With your hair. . .

More about the fragrance from Aquolina, Pink Sugar. More from my blog, Cologne de Figuier. Instagram @thefragrancewriter. Photo by Susannah Burleson on Unsplash. Poetry © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2021.

Poison Girl by Dior is Perfume Poetry.

She mixed bitter orange and half sweet cherry,
Said she’s the girl my mom warned me about.
It’s Amaretto? No, sugar, trust me…
Tastes like Poison but I’m already out.

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Fragrance Poetry Inspired by Poison Girl from Dior.

dior poison girl fragrance review poetry
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It was half bitter orange,
Half sweet cherry.
This cup the waitress served me
Left me feeling kind of hairy.

I said, “Is the Amaretto?”
She said “No it’s sugar. . .Trust Me!”
It was super sweet and spicy
With a bite that killed me softly.

In a dark red glass,
With her lipstick on the rim,
This drink felt kind of dangerous
Like a rose from Brothers Grimm.

She said, “I’m the kind of girl
Your mother warned you about.”
I said “Stop! This cup is ‘Poison!’”
And I’m already out!

Click Here for more about Poison Girl. Read Dia Man by Amouage. © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.