A piece of artwork
Countless colours , emotions and dreams
All put together in one scene
Shades and variants of hues
Sometimes fill me with joy
Sometimes leave me in confusion
One look and I'm lost
As if I saw mixture of fire and frost
Once , twice ,thrice
I don't know how many more times
I have gazed at this same part of sky
Cause it never fails to amaze a philocalist's mind
Midnight's alluring darkness taught me courage
Every sunrise and sunset
Made me hopeful for a beautiful beginning and ending
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Petrichor
PuisiPetrichor (/ˈpɛtrɪkɔːr/) is the earthy scent produced when rain falls on dry soil. The word is constructed from Greek petra (πέτρα), "rock", or petros (πέτρος), "stone", and īchōr (ἰχώρ), the fluid that flows in the veins of the gods in Greek mythol...
