Mist of the raindrops embalming my lost soul You were my life,my quadrupole Every raindrop is amalgamation of memories The way tiny droplets touch the trees... That petrichor after the rain is remembrance of your smell Like the sweet aromatic scent diffuses in the dell Seeing the clouds thundering in the sky Oh god!am i thinking about you my love or a sly.... shour,sweet or bitter,memory never dies I regret sometimes why believed your lies Scattering sunlight creates beautiful rainbow After heavy rain the sun always shine and glow.... #rain #petrichor #mylove #rainbow #rain_diary