A Pilgrimage Poem by Ravi Panamanna

A Pilgrimage

Rating: 3.5


Every wind of my hamlet
unto me tells a whispering tale.
Every visit to my hamlet
unto me is now a pilgrimage.

Her green meads, waters and fields,
Those shady lanes, that solemn silence,
Her glimmering hurricane lanterns by night,
Gentle reveries woken by the silent moonlight.

My cousins, those poignant vacations,
My ancestral house, those twilight incantations,
The temple, that long whispering stillness,
And the stars twinkling in quietness.

From the din of the world
As I pass unto these scenes,
A solitary chirp is visibly heard,
A movement within is deeply felt.

Now, as I take a dip in this river,
She embraces me like a fondling mother.
And her wavelets in silence ask-
‘Where were you my boy all these years? ’

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sathyanarayana M V S 08 September 2009

Very beautiful. Naming your visit to your village is really touching and gave a wonderful feel to the poem. Similar to my poem MY VILLAGE., written in Haiku format.

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Shalini Sundararamalingam 08 September 2009

pilgrimage is something everyone one of us must spend time, even midst of our busy schedule.. nice poem

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This is a tender beautiful reminiscent poem and I totally adore it. The second stanza is pure heaven with the glimmering hurricanes and gentle reveries woken my moonlight. Ah! now I am reading more...it is all so surreal and it feels like heaven. The last dip in the river like a fonding Mother has evoked a sentimental chord in with me Ravi. Love it! 10 love Karin

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Marieta Maglas 08 September 2009

This philosophical poem and a ballad at the same time reveals the eagerness to integrate the human being in the nature, the desire to blend with the nature, which is his first love.Excellent poem.Thank you for sharing.....10+++++++++

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C. P. Sharma 07 September 2009

A very vivid poetical flashback with a deep nostalgic note. You put me in that frame of mind. I really enjoyed my boyhood with you. CP

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Geetha Jayakumar 28 April 2015

Beautiful lines..... And her wavelets in silence ask- ‘Where were you my boy all these years? ’ A lovely tribute to your village. Beautiful images of village is portrayed. Loved reading it. Beautiful presentation.

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Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK 20 June 2010

‘And her wavelets in silence ask-/‘Where were you my boy all these years? ’’ …very deep and profound poetry…you’ve encompassed mundane and noetics in the canvas of Mother…jocund and metaphor with glitter and gloss… Thanks for sharing Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10

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Catrina Heart 15 September 2009

Wow what a poetic description and lovely narration.....your words whisper soulfully into my ears.........10+++++++

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Chitra - 08 September 2009

A vivid and touching flashback of memories..well done!

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Sandra Martyres 08 September 2009

A pilgrimage is a wonderful tribute to your village...this poem has a wonderful sentimental feel as you relive all the happy memories of your homeland...lovely piece..10

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Ravi Panamanna

Ravi Panamanna

Ottapalam- Kerala State- India
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