Petrichor, The Eternal Poem by Bharati Nayak
Petrichor, The Eternal
The day light has dimmed,
Sun is going down in the west,
I am looking back,
To the roads I left behind.
How have I crossed those rocky paths!
Pictures of some greenery
Flash before my eyes,
Amid thorny and sandy deserts,
I hear someone calling behind.
From where comes the voice?
Is it from heaven or from my heart?
So blissful this feeling!
Is it sweet breeze of Spring?
Or is it, from the wet earth
The Petrichor rising?
When life becomes heavy under grind stone,
And heart chokes from unbearable pain,
I hear that voice of assurance.
How quickly the wound heals!
I become a self sufficient whole,
One complete being!
From where comes the voice? Is it from heaven or from my heart? So blissful this feeling! Is it sweet breeze of Spring? Or is it, from the wet earth The Petrichor rising? .....fantastic expression of feeling. Here is too nice expression of petrichor we find. A beautiful poem from your candid pen is amazingly shared.10 from me.
Thank you Kumarmani Mahakul Sir for liking and commenting on the poem.'Petrichor' is the pleasant smell that comes from earth with the touch of first rain after a long hot weather.We do not have a single word in Odia language to describe this pleasant smell.
I did not know the meaning of petrichor till a poem gal told me the sweet smell of dust at the few early rain drops and then I composed a poem PETRICHOR loved by all the smell is only for once momentarily did you not smell it 'twas lovely
Very inspiring! .. And so beautifully expressed! .. Definite Definite 5 Stars! ..+++++++++++++++++++++
Beautiful thoughts! .. With beautiful heart and feeling! ..
Petrichor is a boost of energy to mind and soul...so too a sweet cherishable memory of life is an oasis in the rocky path of life....very very soul filling content...great write Bharati
Sun is going down in the west! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Beautiful work. Initially I was attracted by the title of the poem as the smell of wet earth is my favorite. Glad to read this lovely poem,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/9/2024 6:58:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes, one needs that falling back upon in life, to become 'self-sufficient whole, one complete being', as you said. And after a rough and tough ride that be the life, one needs a soothing balm. Petrichor is one. And we all in India are waiting for this heady smell after first rains. A lovely piece.
Thank you Anniruddha Pathak ji for your kind read and lovely comment.As you said, petrichor is the soothing balm that heals the pain.It remain concealed in the earth itself and rises at the touch of first rain.