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Flow
Flow:-
As I smell the sweet earthy scent
Of the immature rain
I remember those pleasant moments
I start the aging with memories
I see the softfay of a magnolia flower
And warmth emanates from my saffron -love
I get lost in my little world
It stops raining
The first rays of sun
Hit the earth
And somewhere at a corner
A small flowers emeryes
Out of the rotten leaves
Just like a spark of light
In the decaying darkness
I have become petrichor
I am the fresh perfume
Issued from cardomom thoughts !
© sravani
As I smell the sweet earthy scent
Of the immature rain
I remember those pleasant moments
I start the aging with memories
I see the softfay of a magnolia flower
And warmth emanates from my saffron -love
I get lost in my little world
It stops raining
The first rays of sun
Hit the earth
And somewhere at a corner
A small flowers emeryes
Out of the rotten leaves
Just like a spark of light
In the decaying darkness
I have become petrichor
I am the fresh perfume
Issued from cardomom thoughts !
© sravani
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