PetrichorA Poem by Yoga Pramartha https://soundcloud.com/thepoetssky/petrichor Stirred and sipped,
the cup of coffee kept me awake to see
the eyes that the little girl
used to see the damp cascading
rain
Out of fear of
thunderstruck, she chased away the
birds Ran against the
drizzly sight, by the muddy grass
She's waiting the
scent of the rain She's waiting the
scent of the rain
“Has it gone by now?”
she thought I jumped down the
puddly ground “Has it gone by now?” she said I shook my head © 2015 Yoga Pramartha |
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Yoga PramarthaTabanan, Bali, IndonesiaAboutI recall the day when I sit down alone on the bench underneath an oak tree. That was when I realized that I am an introvert, nature is the only true friend of mine. I see no sillhouette over the sun t.. more..Writing
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