While we search outside. The shadows, figments of imagination. Just like flintstones, The fire sleeps there, deep inside Waiting to be summoned. Susurration, of the heart That coveted spark to ignite Fire.
Susurration. A new word I never came across, but loved the sound of it. When I looked it up, found out that its meaning is as beautiful as its pronunciation. A sibilance. Kaise soch leti hain aap?
Loved the concept of the poem! The fire is indeed within and we keep searching it outside. Your poems are indeed a treat!
Thanks again for all words of encouragement and inspiration. I have learnt a lot from your stories…. about nuances of Indian classical music and history of Mumbai… 🙂
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Very beautiful and simple! Even I could understand 🙂
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“Even I could understand” – hehehe…you are too humble… 😀 Thanks and welcome to my blog… 🙂
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That’s the beauty of the divine spark. Beautifully penned dear!
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Thanks, Maitreni… ❤
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Ah! The divine spark within. Lovely poem, Mani!
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Yes, it’s within us…always… 🙂
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Needed to read this today! thankyou 🙂
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Glad you find it useful!
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beautifully penned down.as always!
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Good one.
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Aah..that inner spark..beautiful !! 🙂
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No words to comment.. So rightly said, Maniparna.. A Great Presentation!
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Thanks a lot, Sreedhar Sir… 🙂
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Profound!
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Wonderful thoughts.:)
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Thanks…how are you doing?
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Susurration of the heart. Lovely
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Thank you… I somewhat have a deep liking for that word… 😀
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Beautiful
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Quite often we search outside neglecting our inner spark. Beautiful poem.
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Yes, it happens…with all of us…
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beautiful,superb.you always select perfect pictures .
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Thank you so much!
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It should be for good
somehow related it to the recent Bangalore riots… 😛
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That was a tragic incident … 😦
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beautiful poem… susurration of the heart! nice (i too used the term in one of my recent posts haha)
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Yes, hehe…I read that…loved the usage… 😀 Thank you so much… 🙂
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My pleasure, ma’am!!
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Beautiful picture and the words splendid
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Beautiful strong words. Its always so resonating to read your poems 🙂
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Thanks… ❤ Glad you like it… 🙂
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You are looking very very beautiful in you new dp👌👌☺
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Thank you so much, beautiful lady… 🙂
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Lol thank you😘😘
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🙂 …
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Another powerful piece 🙂
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Thanks dear sister… ❤
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Beautiful……I am trying to summon mine….:D
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Beautiful lines babe! And very joshbhare!
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Thank you dearie…. 🙂 ❤
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This one is deep…. but beautiful.
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Thank you, Amy… 🙂
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Lovely and inspiring… We need those reminders to look inside. Thanks, Maniparna. 🙂
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Glad you liked it… 🙂
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Really nice!!
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Thanks, Lynn… 🙂
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Love this! Even in the dark that spark of potential is there, isn’t it?
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You bet!…It’s there, always, sometimes distinct and sometimes shadowed…
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This is beautiful!!
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Thanks so much… 🙂
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I like susurration, too
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Thank you, Derrick… 🙂
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What a wonderful way to capture the sentiments, which stir us into action! When the heart whispers…let that spark lighten the world!
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Thanks, Balroop. 🙂 You always get the essence of my words. I really respect the poet in you…
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Love this !!
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Thanks, dear… 🙂
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Let the fire not douse…..beautifully put Maniparna.
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Thank you, Somali… 🙂
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Very beautifully written… As. Always!
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Thanks, dear… ❤
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Ignited Mind!
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Just like that…thank you… 🙂
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Welcome!
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How wonderful Mani… Super
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Thank you so much… 🙂
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Susurration. A new word I never came across, but loved the sound of it. When I looked it up, found out that its meaning is as beautiful as its pronunciation. A sibilance. Kaise soch leti hain aap?
Loved the concept of the poem! The fire is indeed within and we keep searching it outside. Your poems are indeed a treat!
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Me too…enriched my vocab…
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Thanks to both of you… 🙂
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Thanks again for all words of encouragement and inspiration. I have learnt a lot from your stories…. about nuances of Indian classical music and history of Mumbai… 🙂
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And that fire cannot be ignited by anyone except us. Cannot be doused by any external force:)
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Indeed, so true… ❤
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Beautiful thoughts about the fire of life inside of all of us.
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Yes, it’s always there, dear Sara. Sometimes we can easily ignite it, sometimes it takes time, but it’s there…eventually… 🙂 ❤
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Thanks for the new word: susurration. 🙂
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My pleasure absolutely, Tom… 🙂
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Fire is life and fire keeps us going.
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So true! Thank you…. 🙂
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