In living an existence of insanity
A being of absolutely solidarity,
She found solace among inanimate objects
Amidst her life which was completely wrecked.
She fell in love with words.
When everyone thought her to be absurd,
She made books her escape mechanism
While her heart screamed abstract expressionism.
She fell in love with fantasy
Loathing her reality,
Making her miseries unconscious
She made books her life’s colossus.
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Published by Moushmi Radhanpara
A bilingual writer, Moushmi Radhanpara has authored three poetry collections so far, namely POSIES and 03:21 AM –An Ode to Rust & Restlessness, and Resignation of an Angel. She is also scribbling an unplanned rough draft of a story as a part of NANOWRIMO 2020 and hopes that something might come out of it. She has also co-authored two books, The Lockdown Stories and Mirage so far. Her poetries can be found on her blog https://aestheticmiradh.com/ and a few other online portals. She believes in the fact that a better reader makes a better writer. Reading a 100 books a year is her latest obsession. She can be found either drunk on coffee or hiding away from everything and admiring the gorgeous sun.
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An aesthetic kind of flight from realities of life! A wonderful interpretation!! 🙂
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Thanks so much.
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Literary escapism is priceless. Well written, Moushmi!
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Thanks so much Rob. I do find that escape priceless and irreplaceable.
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This has a strong resemblance to you! Your life! If i am not wrong ie….
That’s how i imagine you actually!
Nicely written…but was it again written in a hurry? 🤔 because i wanted to read more of it.
PS: you have raised the bar now…this one though enjoyable was under it.
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Oh, yes it does resonate with me some how.
This was not written in any hurry per se. However, I do know that my heart was not in it!
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I see…yes could feel something was missing.
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The best escape
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EGGGJJJAAACTTTLLLYYY!
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🤗❤️
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Perfect.. 👍🏼😇👌🏼👌🏼…..
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Thanks.
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It is so nice to find solace in the words.
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Absolutely.
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This is Nice, and I must thankyou for increasing my knowledge in vocabulary!
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Hahaha, thanks Adtiti, you do the same when it comes to Hindi verses.
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So beautiful and relatable to perhaps every bookworm! ❤️
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Thanks for the read.
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I felt this poem had a question, ‘is it okay to be lost into words?’. good one.
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Thank you.
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A girl in love with words and book is so irresistible- I found them very attractive – in a good way – 😊😊
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find * – sorry for the grammar fiasco 😱
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Hehehe it’s okay, it doesn’t make that much of a difference, except of course in this case!
I am glad you you still ‘find’ then attractive 😉
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I absolutely do 😊🌸
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Words provide her the much needed catharsis.
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Absolutely.
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This poem has so much feeling! Nice one.
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Thanks so much dear. I really appreciate you coming here as often and leaving such wonderful reviews.
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Spot on!
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Thank you.
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We call her maggu escapist 😀
.. but we love her posts, those abstract expressionisms
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Haha, thanks.
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Well said! Books allow us an escape like nothing else can 🙂
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Agreed!
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This describes the book experience perfectly!
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Thanks.
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This one will resonate with everyone here❤
So very well written 👏
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Thanks so much Yasmin. Lots of love 🙂
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❤
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