via Daily Prompt: Scent

dream
It was like a dream,
I walked alongside,
a beautiful stream.
So pretty were the flowers,
red, yellow and pink,
you could watch them for hours.
There were small rabbits too,
playing around,
as the warm winds blew.
Rain arrived with a ringing bell,
I danced in delight,
and felt my joy swell.

Kissed by the rain,
the earth began to sing,
forgetting all her pain.
A divine melody was born,
I joined the earth,
and sang along.
Then little bubbles arose,
I watched in awe,
as time simply froze.
They floated around me,
What a beautiful sight!
I smiled with glee.
As the bubbles then popped,
releasing a magical Scent,
my merriment topped.
I took a deep breath,
filling myself with its magic,
it could even cheat death.

I woke up with a start,
yet, with a merry feeling,
inside my heart.
Snug in my bed,
I squinted my eyes,
to recollect.
Like water dripping,
from a cracked pot,
memories were now slipping.
I turned in my bed,
pulled the sheet,
over my head,
I had to recall.
I could remember nothing,
I let out a vexed squall.

-Yuhu!

Yuhu’s corner:
Do you love the smell of air during the first rains? And, yes, I hate it when I cannot recollect happy dreams!! P.S. Please forgive my bad drawing. I’m an ameteur artist.

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14 thoughts on “Petrichor

  1. Like water dripping,
    from a cracked pot,
    memories were now slipping
    Loved the comparison ….Like many others…
    Your love for that smell of rain prompted you to write such beautiful lines…πŸ˜ŽπŸ˜‰

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