Smell Of First Rain Poem by V P Mahur

The drops of first rain
In the summer pain
Almost dry up
Before reaching the earth
The sell from the dust
Is tempting beyond description
It smells so sweet
That I wish to absorb it
Into the core of my heart
It is sweet like first love
It is soft like mother’s lap
It can make a person
So crazy that he fills
With a lost pleasure
Once it enters the mind
I becomes a fixed spot
Of memory
And it sweetness
Never fades out