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Ajay kumar
One minor mistake leads us towards the major mistakes, similarly a good quality leads us towards the best qualities and make the life bright ©Ajay kumar #minor
Er Piyush Gupta
पंखों में बसी आज़ादी, चहचहाहट में गूंथी कहानी। पक्षियों की दुनिया, रंग-बिरंगी कहासुनिया। उड़ते हैं ऊँचा, आसमानों की गोदी में, दलदलों से तरक्की, नई उड़ानों में। पंजों की छांव में, सैर करती बहार, गाती हैं सपनों की मिठास एक साथ। दल-दल में बसी एक भविष्य की कहानी, पंखों की लहराहट में, है बर्ड्स की ज़िंदगी। -Er Piyush Gupta- 🕊️🕊️🕊️🕊️🕊️ ©Er Piyush Gupta #swiftbird poem on a bird by Er Piyush Gupta
Schizology
A Cardinal A Cardinal Vibrant red colour Black on its face A bit of grey on its wings A beautiful bird that has grace Photo by J. C. ©Schizology A Cardinal #Cardinal #Bird #poem✍🧡🧡💛
Salam Namaste
mujhe tanha mat chhorna warna bahut tarpega meri mohabbat k waste minor thought
NC
bird on a branch #nojotophotography#photography#bird
Dr. Shukdeb Mazumder, Poet
Life is not a minor matter -------------------------------------------- Shukdeb Mazumder Amongst few friends new I am one who strongly love you. Do you know, tell please, how the love is? Don't you know? Like the Niagara Falls or the cyclonic flow! The tone of the deep morning sun, can be similar to that, the white glow of full moon, possibly, will not fall flat. A flower for you I have is not in my hand or heart, actually the heart itself is a flower to be plucked by myself amiably. Choosing a best friend or a life partner is a tough and important task in life, to have a life proper. Nothing more to say, only I say life is not a minor matter with which you should not play. ©Dr. Shukdeb Mazumder, Poet #Life is not a minor matter/Shukdeb Mazumder
Akshay Vasu
And that vast bird with a million feathers in its wings flew from earth towards infinity, And in search of something that it hadn't witnessed before, it bombarded with the star and perished. That night the pieces of its soul fell back to earth like invisible feathers. And each feather entered into each one of our souls who were gazing at the sky that night. We remember how the bird felt. We remember the star it saw in the end. We remember the dreams, desires, and fears of that bird. We understand the soul of it like we understand our own. And whoever has the piece of that bird's soul inside their soul, has a deep desire to fly towards that star, again. ©Akshay Vasu A bird with a million feathers #akshayvasu #bird #infinity #soul