Interim

Published by

Moushmi Radhanpara

on

02.07.2020

I sit with the echoes of my longing
And the still sad humdrum of humanity
There is a sigh of my timid horizon
Where the noon day begins
Where the stars shall be won
And nothing
Nothing will be relevant except for the moment
We breathe
A minute second of magical ecstasy
A rainbow hidden, finally blooming.

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11 responses to “Interim”

paeansunplugged

02.07.2020

Yes, in this darkness we should be grateful and hopeful for that ray of light, that rainbow! So beautifully expressed, Moushmi. ❤️

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calmkate

02.07.2020

It may seem dark but the light of life is gaining ground 🙂

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radhikasreflection

02.07.2020

A hidden rainbow finally blooming, Amen….I guess thats what keeps us grateful and positive.

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The V Pub

02.07.2020

And we pray for an epiphany for the human race. Beautiful!

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boundlessblessingsblog

02.07.2020

Beautiful and to see a hidden rainbow finally blooming in the magical ecstasy. Superb poem, Moushmi.

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Dr. Kalyan Parimi

02.07.2020

Gives a little hope to this little world, you’re quite good with your words, everything in a few words. Keep up the amazing work Moushmi!

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soniadogra

03.07.2020

The relevance/realisation of the moment in which we breathe… Nirvana. The only practice that can redeem us. Beautifully penned!

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soniadogra

03.07.2020

Btw I got the book!💐💐

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Shweta Suresh

03.07.2020

Beautifully written, Moushmi ♥️

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vishalbheeroo

03.07.2020

The stillness reverberates in such a deeply intense manner.

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