Petrichor

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Tired after a whole day of work,
Engulfed in my thoughts,I went outside;
Maybe I wasn't just physically tired,
Oh how I wish I could go to a place and hide.

I was brought back to reality by the downpour ,
By and by the water droplets covered the ground.
The soil was wet ,
And so was everything around.

I took a deep breath
The one after a tired sigh~
But the pleasant smell I got
Took me to the ninth cloud above and high.

It gave a kind of relief,
Although not a complete one;
I was satisfied with it,
Atleast it was better than none.

I drowsed to sleep...
The raindrops acted like a lullaby.
For the first time in many nights,
I didn't sleep after a cry.

Next morning when I woke up,
There was no trace of rain at all.
I assured myself that it would pass
And there would be another rainfall

Though the rain had stopped,
You could still smell the petrichor emanating
from the dry grass all around
"Oh don't surrender,lil girl"I heard a faint singing

Isn't it surprising how
These small things inspire you
Becoming the reason that you live
Nd for the dreams that you pursue

Assalamualaikum everyone! Hope you are doing well , Here's my second poem. I wrote it when it was raining. Strange how rain gives us different feelings at different times . It's all the creation of allah swt. Don't forget to share your thoughts .💗

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 21, 2024 ⏰

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