💜Somewhere Over the Rainbow #42 With Prats in our hearts 💜 - Page 65

Good morning, rainbow friends, have a nice day.

Originally posted by: vibraj

Good morning!

Madi, thank you for the info on Neon temples. And why did you stop your description and the story with a swing, waiting for ages for this spurt of literary madness in you! The bedecked swing in flowers looks so giddy with expectations, waiting to be occupied and witness moments of ecstatic joy!

Nado, thank you for bringing so much beauty n colour to our CC with your poems n images!

Silvy adds a divine fervour and gets lots of blessings for us, thank you for that!

Have a good day everyone, be blessed always!

Originally posted by: SilverBell

Madhu Your Writing Is Beautiful As Always

Yes This Swing Is Lovely

Thank you Vibha for all the encouraging words At present, I am unable to bring the expected effect.... have to concentrate on this ---

Just have a glimpse...

Hoshiyar... Savadhaan ...

From the thick branches of a mango tree, a Koel is warning the young people to be careful while Spring is spreading its magical wings on the surroundings!

"When I smiled into the pond and saw the dusk's haziness reflecting on its ripples, an unconvincing glimmer of contentment appeared on my face. It appeared like a mask had been forced to conceal the youthful quivers until now, and the one I refused to wear was falling off!"

"Gurupatni Ahalya, be careful, the path is slippery...don't walk fast..." her Sakhi warned her.

All the while, I wondered what was making me yearn for something I had never experienced...but I couldn't muster the bravery to think about it. I'm in a fog, wondering at the odd flash of mellow light in the darkness, and there... the fireflies' renewed desire to jump into the fire in that far-off corner-- is this a conscious dream? Or a cruel prank on the young heart?

The night spread its wings to all directions, I began strolling down the path of hazy clouds to the opposite side of the sky! But I didn't realise the canopy over my head—a veil cast over my heart by traditions and customs!

What has happened to me? Why am I straying from the well-paved path of Dharma and slipping into a muddy, slippery route that makes my movement smooth and swift while turning my body into a mud speared dove and leaving me guilt-drenched?

This blooming garden, that floral creeper swing, those soothing ripples on that lotus pond—everything in nature is beckoning me to bask in that beauty, which is beyond words....which the physical eye cannot see, but my heart is longing! .........

Still working on it.

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Two Years Of Shiv Shakti

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Originally posted by: Viswasruti

Thank you Vibha for all the encouraging words At present, I am unable to bring the expected effect.... have to concentrate on this ---

Just have a glimpse...

Hoshiyar... Savadhaan ...

From the thick branches of a mango tree, a Koel is warning the young people to be careful while Spring is spreading its magical wings on the surroundings!

"When I smiled into the pond and saw the dusk's haziness reflecting on its ripples, an unconvincing glimmer of contentment appeared on my face. It appeared like a mask had been forced to conceal the youthful quivers until now, and the one I refused to wear was falling off!"

"Gurupatni Ahalya, be careful, the path is slippery...don't walk fast..." her Sakhi warned her.

All the while, I wondered what was making me yearn for something I had never experienced...but I couldn't muster the bravery to think about it. I'm in a fog, wondering at the odd flash of mellow light in the darkness, and there... the fireflies' renewed desire to jump into the fire in that far-off corner-- is this a conscious dream? Or a cruel prank on the young heart?

The night spread its wings to all directions, I began strolling down the path of hazy clouds to the opposite side of the sky! But I didn't realise the canopy over my head—a veil cast over my heart by traditions and customs!

What has happened to me? Why am I straying from the well-paved path of Dharma and slipping into a muddy, slippery route that makes my movement smooth and swift while turning my body into a mud speared dove and leaving me guilt-drenched?

This blooming garden, that floral creeper swing, those soothing ripples on that lotus pond—everything in nature is beckoning me to bask in that beauty, which is beyond words....which the physical eye cannot see, but my heart is longing! .........

Still working on it.

Your A Fantastic Writer Madhu

Just From Seeing This Beautiful Swing

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Good Morning Rainbow Friends

Have A Great Day

Photo by Marek Pavlík on Unsplash

Originally posted by: Viswasruti

Good evening Nicita. Thank you for the good words.

Your Welcome Dear

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Originally posted by: Viswasruti

Thank you Vibha for all the encouraging words At present, I am unable to bring the expected effect.... have to concentrate on this ---

Just have a glimpse...

Hoshiyar... Savadhaan ...

From the thick branches of a mango tree, a Koel is warning the young people to be careful while Spring is spreading its magical wings on the surroundings!

"When I smiled into the pond and saw the dusk's haziness reflecting on its ripples, an unconvincing glimmer of contentment appeared on my face. It appeared like a mask had been forced to conceal the youthful quivers until now, and the one I refused to wear was falling off!"

"Gurupatni Ahalya, be careful, the path is slippery...don't walk fast..." her Sakhi warned her.

All the while, I wondered what was making me yearn for something I had never experienced...but I couldn't muster the bravery to think about it. I'm in a fog, wondering at the odd flash of mellow light in the darkness, and there... the fireflies' renewed desire to jump into the fire in that far-off corner-- is this a conscious dream? Or a cruel prank on the young heart?

The night spread its wings to all directions, I began strolling down the path of hazy clouds to the opposite side of the sky! But I didn't realise the canopy over my head—a veil cast over my heart by traditions and customs!

What has happened to me? Why am I straying from the well-paved path of Dharma and slipping into a muddy, slippery route that makes my movement smooth and swift while turning my body into a mud speared dove and leaving me guilt-drenched?

This blooming garden, that floral creeper swing, those soothing ripples on that lotus pond—everything in nature is beckoning me to bask in that beauty, which is beyond words....which the physical eye cannot see, but my heart is longing! .........

Still working on it.

So, so exquisite, love your stream of consciousness and the myriad ways your imagination expresses, keep writing, missing your literary madness since long n such a precious gem, write whenever possible, no hurry! 💗

Good morning!

How is everyone? Always be safe n happy, be blessed forever!!