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Petrichor

Petrichor ! What an exclusive smell !
It augurs well !
Parched by summer, the thirsty earth
Hieves a sigh of relief with mirth
First rainshowers tickle the earth
All greet them knowing their worth
Raindrops strewn like pearl grains
They nurture dreams of gains
Pitter! Patter ! melody of assurance
Petrichor spreads promising fragrance
Petrichor generated with showers of pearls
Everyone inhales it lungful dancing with twirls
Raindance with invigorating petrichor
Satiates fully the inner core
Petrichor heralds soon
Much awaited monsoon !!

My Being

They feel my being assertive
For their selfish motive

Judging my passion
They regard me as ocean

Seeing my ability best
They raise me to Mount Everest

When they w'd see me crippling
"My Being" w'd reduce to
"Me Being"

From deep ocean
Reduction to potion

They w'd dismount me from Mount Everest
To take mandatory rest

Further "Me Being" also w'd lose its grace
And reduce its space

Ultimately it w'd become incapable
And exist as a point invisible !!

@Subhashchandra Bhawanji Adhav

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