Somewhere Over the Rainbow #28 With Prats in our hearts - Page 91

Originally posted by: Viswasruti

Luckily: pillows don’t say a word.
They keep a million secrets in the soft whiteness of feathers.
They are like boats,
big white boats,
that sail into the impossibility,
into dreams
into the immensity.
They take you away at night.
bring you back at dawn.
And it goes without saying: everything is fine…---

As Vibha rightly mentioned , how lucky we are! Because of our Nado's passion for sharing great poems with us , we all got a chance to read such sublime imaginative expressions of this great poet M Antic! In his every poem there is restlessness and at the same time, immense happiness, rebellion against authority, interchange with nature, the power of the visionary imagination and his lyrical style, the pursuit of ideal love, and the untamed spirit ever in search of freedom—all of these were exemplified in his every poem. What an imaginative expression it is ...pillows are like white boats,that sail into impossibility into dreams into immensity ...wah what to say ...thank you Nado , thank you very much dear! Emotional tears!😭🤗🤗🤗

M Antic wrote for children and big children. 😃He was a big boy himself. Only a man of a child's soul could write such verses.

I'm glad you liked these verses, too . 🤗

M Antic was also a painter. This is his picture of Sunflowers.

"To paint with breath, not with color - to pass through the canvas like as passes through light, to paint infinity in space. To paint to be human, not being a painter." M Atic

I tried to translate the words to him, I hope I was able to do it

Originally posted by: Tulasi14

Hello my dear friends hope all well and doing great.

Hello Tulasi 😊

I'm glad you're with us again. 😊

Originally posted by: cygnet9

Amazing Poetry, the salute the poet who depicted about the pillow's feelings if it would feel in real. So wonderful, thanks Nado for sharing.

Hello Padmaja. 🤗

I'm glad you liked it 😳

Originally posted by: Avyakta

Hello dear Rainbow friends, good evening to all.🤗Sorry for my absence here, I am busy packing the things because we are transferred to another place. Nado thanks for sharing all these poems with us, it is an honour for us to have you here with us with such great literary tastes. 🤗

Love you Branka, Vimaa, Padmaja, Tulasi, Madi and all other lovely friends.

Hello Avy 🤗

You move. That's a big job. Pack everything and then unpack everything.

I wish you a happy relocation. ❤️

Originally posted by Viswasruti

I've seen on the first page that Sid was evicted from the Big Boss house?!! He misbehaved with the members and violent at times that lead to his eviction.

Here is the link--

https://www.indiaforums.com/article/siddharth-shukla-gets-evicted-from-bigg-boss-house-due-to-violence_156644

Originally posted by cygnet9

He is not evicted but nominated for 2 weeks. BB will not evicte him.

Originally posted by vibraj

Nothing will happen, his fans will save him! Some drama to raise trps, Big Boss trps are falling.

I agree, his fans will keep him at BB. I think some BB events are triggered from production. The most important thing for them is to keep their viewership at all costs.

This is a poem by a shirt, up to its collar in love with a completely banal wooden clothespin and it goes like this:

You’re holding me on this swing so that I wouldn’t slip. Making my tears evaporate in the sun.
Thanks to you, I will be able to fool around with the cattle and poultry in this yard.
I’ll get swollen. I’ll unbutton all the buttons on my linen body.
The entire afternoon, I’ll be a flag that slaps the wind with its sleeves and smells like soap and the sky.
Hold me tight, but don’t envy me.
I’m being ironed in the afternoon.

M Antic

Good morning and happy new day friends 🤗

It is heated in the morning sun 😃

Originally posted by: nn027

This is a poem by a shirt, up to its collar in love with a completely banal wooden clothespin and it goes like this:

You’re holding me on this swing so that I wouldn’t slip. Making my tears evaporate in the sun.
Thanks to you, I will be able to fool around with the cattle and poultry in this yard.
I’ll get swollen. I’ll unbutton all the buttons on my linen body.
The entire afternoon, I’ll be a flag that slaps the wind with its sleeves and smells like soap and the sky.
Hold me tight, but don’t envy me.
I’m being ironed in the afternoon.

M Antic

Poem by a shirt👍🏼, how unconventional and cute is this, this poet is amazing, simply amazing, writing on sundry topics and making each poem a work of art! "Making my tears evaporate in the sun". Simply adore this line, replete with immense possibilities and connotations! Thank you Nado for sharing!🤗

Good morning!

Yet another gem from M. Antic, what a prolific poet he was, lost to the other world due to writing in his language, wonder how many regional and international poets are there, whose works we are not exposed to, due to language barrier.

Big Boss is designed to makes Sid win, they will only do tamasha, not evict him despite his major anger management issues. Good for him and his fans!

Have a good day everyone, be fortunate and content today!

Originally posted by: nn027

Only one strawberry blossomed. October was very warm so one strawberry seemed a little "confused". I do not believe that there will be enough time to form the fruit. We will wait for spring 😃

M. Antic would have penned a poem on the dilemma of the Confused Strawberry!😃