Petrichor Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Calm father Calm! Get down your gun.
How friendly you were during the cold winter,
I wonder how feelings and emotions are changed,
Even love is changed with the changing weather!
Sweetheart is annoyed of the heat rashes
What of animals? Even plants are annoyed!
Our prayers do not touch your stony heart,
Before germination a seed may be destroyed.
We are sinful men but the seed is innocent.
It wants to grow in a plant of the flowers,
It wants rains for a natural ascent,
I know you are master cause of showers,
But the sea is your beautiful and sexy girlfriend,
Kiss her so much, too much that clouds arise,
Sweet earth is waiting to release petrichor,
And lo it is raining embryo is safe from demise,
Hoping the plants will grow and attract butterflies,
Soon very soon after the winters, the lovely spring,
Pink and blue, violet and red, with pleasant fragrance,
Flowers will dance; colorful birds will start to sing.
The thirsty earth is wet feel its petrichor,
Bad time is followed by a very good time,
An open and shy admission of its pregnancy
Nature is not visible but we feel its rime!