Petrichor
Petrichor
The scent that I always love
Originates in the NATURAL hub
A pleasure for my nose
As Cherishable as a rose
Belongs to the season of rains
Freshening up our brains
It's a hidden wonder
One of the unusual things to ponder
An interplay of soil and rain
Beautifying every pasture & lane
A silver lining of sweaty summer
Every year, it's a seasonal comer
It's the warmth of the cold showers
A festival for billions of flowers
It's indeed the extraordinary redolent treasure
Hi, My name's Petrichor