Saturday, 3 May 2014



     THUS  SPAKE  LOTUS

                           courtesy : google image



Let my soul be enraptured
By the soothing hue
Of petals opening out
Let the bee and butterfly alight
My language is nectar
I desire to proliferate
I long to embrace every water-hole
To whisper, talk, and sing
Of unity in diversity
Before I fade and wither
Let the lotus bloom
Let the fragrance spread

Posted for Fireblossom’s Mini-Challenge: Flash Fiction 55! @ Real Toads

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Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United





34 comments:

  1. hmmm...i like a language as sweet and soothing as nectar... and good on spreading that fragrance as long as there's time....

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  2. So good to to capture that smell... to live in the fragrance.. I just read Tagore's Lotus, and it is impossible for me not to reflect on this.. it seems almost a comment on his (at least the last two lines)

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  3. A story of unending beauty.................

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  4. My language is nectar. So sweet! and spread your language.

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  5. I love this line too - My language is nectar. ~ let the fragrance of spring spread ~

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  6. mmm i can inhale and smell that smell...i like your touch to the senses..i like the language being nectar as well...

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  7. Ooo...this subject is perfect...I love that you brought the many facets of meaning to the lotus and addressed them directly but didn't specifically or generically name the common traits given to the lotus. Nice approach beautiful writing..."my language is nectar" I love that!

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  8. Beautiful!!! *sigh* So beautiful!

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  9. Such a celebration of spring and growth; love it!

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  10. An ideal subject for this time of year.

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  11. ah lorya flowers - the lotus eaters, their language is nectar too,
    languid. Lotus seeds stay viable for a century, so they are bound to proliferate.
    Nice.

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  12. Very sweet (अत्युत्तम)
    ZQ

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  13. Yes, let it! I love this poem. I will keep it in my file of poems i don't want to live without!

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  14. Like raindrops on ferns. Beautiful !
    Thus spake Cressida

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  15. May all our blossoms open....may the fragrance spread. This is a very beautiful poem - Zen-like!

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  16. lovely!
    reminds me of Emoto's quote :"you will discover yourself, like a lotus flower in full bloom, even in a muddy pond, beautiful and strong.” :)

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  17. This is beautiful. Unfolding as gently as a blossom.

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  19. I like the way the colour and shape compliments the subject of your poem.

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  20. this is beautiful style and message; have a nice Sunday

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    much love...

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  21. Language is nectar, I like that sweet words.

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  22. I have no idea why I confused your name with Susan's, earlier, but I apologize.
    The part about this poem making me feel good was absolutely true, however. I especially like "To whisper, talk, and sing
    Of unity in diversity
    Before I fade and wither"
    —K

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  23. So completely romantic and inspiring. Lovely work, Sumana.

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  24. "My language is nectar"

    This is a stunning (not to mention sweet) line!

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  25. Beautiful "my language is nectar" May each of us fill the air with words that bring beauty and peac

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  26. Simply a lovely piece - everything that a beautiful poem should be!

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  27. This is an amazing poem! Lovely word flow. Your words are indeed nectar :)

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  28. A beautiful sensuous meditation. Thank you,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/

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