Indeed we get a different world in our imagination, so much there and so much to do when we venture into our world where we can play with our fantasy and take a break and get a relief from the real world and not easy to put under the constant pressure of the real world and we need the vent release our pressure and it comes with the break and in the fairy land, it is everything is in our mind. We all love to there and come for a break into the real world but in reality it is the other way round and there is lies the beauty and bounty of life. Lovely thought as usual and it has forced to take a immediate break…
Hope you are having a wonderful Sunday.
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As a creative people we keep dabbling in the world of imagination and give our fantasy a chance to go wild and get the idea that can change the way we think and the way we look at the real world…
I agree Monday, the thought puts us down and long week to get the work going and to wait for the weekend to wear the creative hat…
You too have a lovely week ahead.
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Wowww!! No words I can express .. Bowing salute .. The words took me to my shwopon Bari .. Felt like my feelings are been recited .. I love u mani amazing .. Amra kache shabdandra sesa hoye geche . Apnar kajer proshonsha kore hoye na .. Aar ki rokom bolbe jani na .. Darun !!
I love how the picture looks like a dream catcher! And I feel like there’s an element of both careless joy and hopeless despair in that poem. You make words come alive, Maniparna. 🙂
Awesome! Sometimes we find comfort in dreams, which are either figments of imagination or alternate reality. The poem is soothing as silk and the picture is beautiful.
You are right! In fact, I thought of using “wandered” while writing it, but then settled with “wondered” 🙂
Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts…
I like the word “gossamer” when it is in descriptions of gossamer wings,of angels or butterflies, this works perfectly in the poem, Maniparna! Gossamer webs of dreams in paradise are what would be beautiful to imagine! Hugs, Robin
O don’t know why, but padh ke dil kaisa to ho gaya! It made me very emotional! May be I got it wrong, but it seemed like an unfulfilled desire to me! A long! Loved it too much!
May be, I’ll write a story on my takeaway on this poem. You are awesome, ma’am! Kudos!
I don’t know if it’s allowed to comment again after commenting once, Maniparna, and if it’s not, I apologize.
Sleep is actually a fleeting paradise for a tortured soul. A jailed prisoner sleeps more than a cat, who’s said to spend half its life in dreams. The time spent sleeping is the time out of the jail for a prisoner.
The time spent sleeping is the time out of life for a tortured soul.
You can comment anytime, as many times as you wish…:-)
Sleep is a fleeting paradise for a tortured soul- yes, but it’s very much required to keep one’s mind sound and body, healthy. Sleeping has a healing touch.
I’m really honoured and overwhelmed with the last two lines of the comment. Thanks a lot!
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Wonderful Poem Maniparna.. May all you Dreams be filled with Sunshine. ❤
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Thanks for your wishes… wish you the same… ❤
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❤ xxx
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Well done. I feel everything you write you are talented never stop doing this great gift you have been given.
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Sara, I’m really thankful to God for having a friend like you…. 🙂 and, I really really mean it… ❤
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Indeed we get a different world in our imagination, so much there and so much to do when we venture into our world where we can play with our fantasy and take a break and get a relief from the real world and not easy to put under the constant pressure of the real world and we need the vent release our pressure and it comes with the break and in the fairy land, it is everything is in our mind. We all love to there and come for a break into the real world but in reality it is the other way round and there is lies the beauty and bounty of life. Lovely thought as usual and it has forced to take a immediate break…
Hope you are having a wonderful Sunday.
😀
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Thanks you so much, Nihar, for this wonderful comment which can itself be a post 🙂
Wish you a great week ahead. Beat the Monday blues and start afresh… 🙂
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As a creative people we keep dabbling in the world of imagination and give our fantasy a chance to go wild and get the idea that can change the way we think and the way we look at the real world…
I agree Monday, the thought puts us down and long week to get the work going and to wait for the weekend to wear the creative hat…
You too have a lovely week ahead.
😀
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So well said… 🙂
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This is so beautiful
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Thanks…:-)
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very beautiful Maniparna!
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Thanks…:-)
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Lovely and introspective, Mani. Sleep, like life is fleeting and catching moments to live and slumber peacefully — ah, paradise, indeed. 😴 💤
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Thanks, dear, for the wonderful comment… 🙂 ❤ I love to sleep late in the morning…:-D
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Me, too! ❤️
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Beautiful .. 😊
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Thank you so much… 🙂 welcome to my blog…
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Wonderful!
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Thank you… 🙂
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Beautiful….
Loved it… Every line of this post
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Thanks a lot… 🙂
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Wowww!! No words I can express .. Bowing salute .. The words took me to my shwopon Bari .. Felt like my feelings are been recited .. I love u mani amazing .. Amra kache shabdandra sesa hoye geche . Apnar kajer proshonsha kore hoye na .. Aar ki rokom bolbe jani na .. Darun !!
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Thanku dear ❤ it feels great when someone express the pleasure of reading in Bengali…khub bhaalo theko… 🙂
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Lovely 🙂
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Thanks…:-)
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Something so hauntingly beautiful about this.
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Thanks a lot, Beloo…I’m glad you liked it… 🙂
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That’s lovely. Sleep is a fleeting paradise too, at least in our house. My alarm clock makes sure of that.
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Hehe…and every five minutes grace brings a paradise. I’ve set three alarms…the last one is lethal… 😦
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I love this one!
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Thank you…:-)
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so lovely!
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I love how the picture looks like a dream catcher! And I feel like there’s an element of both careless joy and hopeless despair in that poem. You make words come alive, Maniparna. 🙂
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Thanks a lot, Ami, for explaining the essence of the poem so nicely! Glad you liked the picture… 🙂
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Felt as if i am dreaming 🙂
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🙂 …. thank you…
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What a lovely surreal touch to our dreams and day-dreams, Mani 🙂
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Thank a lot, Prajakta…. 🙂
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wonderful 🙂
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Thank you!
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Words fail me!! Your words are enigmatic, dreaming on endless possibilities offered by existence.
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Thanks so much…for the generous words, always inspiring… 🙂
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Lovely…fleeting paradise is the punch phrase Maniparna..conjures up so many mesmerizing thoughts…
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Thank you….glad you liked…:-)
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This is too good. 🙂
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Thank you! 🙂
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Awesome! Sometimes we find comfort in dreams, which are either figments of imagination or alternate reality. The poem is soothing as silk and the picture is beautiful.
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Thank you, Somali…glad you liked both, the picture and the poem… 🙂
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I love this profound thought…catching dreams in fleeting paradise! The choice of words makes it more appealing. Superb!
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Thanks a lot. Coming from you, this means a lot…:-)
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I suppose both ‘wondered’ and ‘wandered’ would work equally well, do you think, dear Mani? Lovely work!
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You are right! In fact, I thought of using “wandered” while writing it, but then settled with “wondered” 🙂
Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts…
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I like the word “gossamer” when it is in descriptions of gossamer wings,of angels or butterflies, this works perfectly in the poem, Maniparna! Gossamer webs of dreams in paradise are what would be beautiful to imagine! Hugs, Robin
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Thanks, Robin. So glad to know you liked the choice of words…:-)
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O don’t know why, but padh ke dil kaisa to ho gaya! It made me very emotional! May be I got it wrong, but it seemed like an unfulfilled desire to me! A long! Loved it too much!
May be, I’ll write a story on my takeaway on this poem. You are awesome, ma’am! Kudos!
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Damn the typos! The ‘O’is supposed to be an ‘I’m!
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Uhoh! It was ‘I’ not I’m! God knows what I’m typing tonight! I give up!
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Hehehehe..it happens 😀 I got it in the first place… 🙂
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I don’t know if it’s allowed to comment again after commenting once, Maniparna, and if it’s not, I apologize.
Sleep is actually a fleeting paradise for a tortured soul. A jailed prisoner sleeps more than a cat, who’s said to spend half its life in dreams. The time spent sleeping is the time out of the jail for a prisoner.
The time spent sleeping is the time out of life for a tortured soul.
Isn’t it your best, arguably, of course?
You are one of my favorite poets.
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You can comment anytime, as many times as you wish…:-)
Sleep is a fleeting paradise for a tortured soul- yes, but it’s very much required to keep one’s mind sound and body, healthy. Sleeping has a healing touch.
I’m really honoured and overwhelmed with the last two lines of the comment. Thanks a lot!
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I’ll wait for the story…kindly tag me as I’m passing through a busy schedule and, missing other bloggers’ works…
Thanks a lot, Sir… 🙂
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