tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post1398290052668079955..comments2024-03-25T22:25:27.515+05:30Comments on Madly-in-Verse: Dusty and unscheduled and unlitNilanjana Bosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-89324634090267943072015-06-01T14:42:47.067+05:302015-06-01T14:42:47.067+05:30Yes! Perfect image. Love it!Yes! Perfect image. Love it!Michelle Wallacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02750092836481599870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-5329092147769134042015-05-31T14:05:11.119+05:302015-05-31T14:05:11.119+05:30Thanks Michelle. Image of a Mary Poppins-Pied Pip...Thanks Michelle. Image of a Mary Poppins-Pied Piper hybrid with words trailing behind her :)Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-38326898908889020662015-05-31T14:01:46.766+05:302015-05-31T14:01:46.766+05:30For you Denise, the door's not unlatched, it&#...For you Denise, the door's not unlatched, it's wide open, always :-)Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-21730381136012063492015-05-31T12:29:59.763+05:302015-05-31T12:29:59.763+05:30The sense of spontaneity really captured my attent...The sense of spontaneity really captured my attention.<br />Love these lines: "led merry festivals of haphazard<br />words into worlds far away from their homes..."<br />Wonderful Nila!Michelle Wallacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02750092836481599870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-48923552082278693052015-05-31T12:12:01.729+05:302015-05-31T12:12:01.729+05:30Hi Nila
I'm so glad your door's unlatched...Hi Nila<br /><br />I'm so glad your door's unlatched and you let us in! Thought provoking as always.<br /><br />Denise :-)Denise Covey https://www.blogger.com/profile/07106490051555233439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-20310532311477071492015-05-29T11:43:13.775+05:302015-05-29T11:43:13.775+05:30That is the final meaning here too :) no getting a...That is the final meaning here too :) no getting away from cleaning...and a nap is refreshing always..thanks for stopping by.Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-33843193815106636872015-05-28T22:30:03.439+05:302015-05-28T22:30:03.439+05:30Sometimes it's better to just go silent or sle...Sometimes it's better to just go silent or sleep.<br />In our house, dust means no one has cleaned in a while.Alex J. Cavanaughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09770065693345181702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-83721452211644566792015-05-28T15:23:26.403+05:302015-05-28T15:23:26.403+05:30My entire life more or less has been spent in tryi...My entire life more or less has been spent in trying to catch the meanings in the dust :-) thanks for reading Nima, hope all is well.Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-77485118505280010352015-05-28T15:06:16.214+05:302015-05-28T15:06:16.214+05:30Nice lines NIlanjana,very deep and meaningful.Nice lines NIlanjana,very deep and meaningful.Nima Dashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04887884597287773311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-52719618913944767742015-05-28T14:06:19.493+05:302015-05-28T14:06:19.493+05:30'We were once blinded by our own sight'......'We were once blinded by our own sight'...spot on. Nothing as distracting as the light shined into our eyes. Too much light is as blinding as darkness, and far less comforting.<br />Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-73962511022226816262015-05-28T13:45:31.015+05:302015-05-28T13:45:31.015+05:30Words and thoughts will written, giving us room to...Words and thoughts will written, giving us room to not only read but feel them.<br /><br /><br />Rules controlling suffocating our lives<br />Yet live is not rules but things changing <br />Moving about us here and there <br />as does the wind around us<br /><br />If we try we can find a whole new world <br />We were once blinded to by our own sight<br />pitch into darkness. We have yet to hear <desk49https://www.blogger.com/profile/05795159954019523527noreply@blogger.com