Petrichor (FPFS~Day 3)

As I sip my coffee

Complaining about the unbearable heat;

A mollifying breeze caressed me

With a secret, silent promise.

I looked outside the window

Grey clouds had embellished the sky;

Will it rain finally?

Will there be a pinch of respite from the heat?

A loud thunder affirmed my words

I immediately pined for some showers;

Soon, the wind was agile

Gracefully taking the form of a thunder storm.

I marveled at the storm

Though there was no rain;

I took delight in the thunder

And the rustic wind that rustled my hair mercilessly.

Finally, my patience paid off

As I heard the chiming sound of drizzles;

The storm slowly ebbed down

As the rain took over it in all its valor.

The aroma of the damp mud

Captivated my senses;

The ambrosial green of the rain-washed plants

Appeased my soul and heart.

After an hour of endless pouring

The rain stopped abruptly;

Leaving behind many happy pluviophiles,

A contented earth and the deep lingering petrichor.

I have been tagged by my friend Kiran and my brother Sachin to take part in the Five photos Five stories challenge (FPFS) which is- Post a picture for 5 consecutive days and attach a post to it fiction, poem or short write-up. It can be anything to suit your taste.

 

I am tagging my friend Ankit who pens down wonderful poems on Day Three and as a part of challenge, I will tag a new person on Day Four.