tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post8454710174610754786..comments2024-03-25T22:25:27.515+05:30Comments on Madly-in-Verse: No entryNilanjana Bosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-42010997541590286182020-08-08T16:38:00.152+05:302020-08-08T16:38:00.152+05:30Hi Nila - 'I'm fine' ... doesn't a...Hi Nila - 'I'm fine' ... doesn't always mean that - as you've exemplified here ... so many desperate souls; and thankfully you are able to process your sadness ... your outward face ... with thoughts - HilaryHilary Melton-Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596532480645510678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-57679372785223791812020-07-07T04:12:44.143+05:302020-07-07T04:12:44.143+05:30'home’s no longer a shelter
all meanings and r...'home’s no longer a shelter<br />all meanings and routes are gone.' <br />So sad. So moving. So this-is-life-in-2020. But 'life must always go on.' True.Denise Covey https://www.blogger.com/profile/07106490051555233439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-12464732274718921792020-07-07T00:51:56.487+05:302020-07-07T00:51:56.487+05:30Hari OM
ohhh... the putting on of the 'the out...Hari OM<br />ohhh... the putting on of the 'the outward face', the paddling under water, the living of life regardless... hauntingly phrased, dear Nila. YAM xxYamini MacLeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18383916589808462620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-37181938430414494692020-07-07T00:21:44.503+05:302020-07-07T00:21:44.503+05:30A threnody too many of us know.A threnody too many of us know.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-31341424306510439322020-07-06T22:04:13.926+05:302020-07-06T22:04:13.926+05:30sad that home's no longer a shelter...such a f...sad that home's no longer a shelter...such a forlorn line. <br />I feel like I flounder with a smile these days. I float in the pool and try to cry under water - the salt mixing the traces away. <br />Joannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11604494404874408870noreply@blogger.com