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Once the whole city was my and you were strangers Now you are your own, the whole city is a stranger Now you are not mine , the city is also not my Life has to start again from this point Where the whole city was mine and you were strangers ©Unfaithful_j_بےوفا #unfaithful_j_بےوفا Once the whole city was my and you were strangers Now you are your own, the whole city is a stranger Now you are not

Once the whole city was my and you were strangers Now you are your own, the whole city is a stranger Now you are not mine , the city is also not my Life has to start again from this point Where the whole city was mine and you were strangers ©Unfaithful_j_بےوفا #unfaithful_j_بےوفا Once the whole city was my and you were strangers Now you are your own, the whole city is a stranger Now you are not

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"With You" You here, dawn's breeze, calm stream flows, Gone, storms rage, why this woe? You here, heavens open wide, Absent, world turns cold inside. With you, moments bloom and twine, Alone, I wither, lost, entwine. Your presence, a path unfolds, Absence, lost in shadows cold. You here, life's beauty untold, Without you, time weathers old. You only, forever sought, Love's embrace, forever caught. ©Santosh Jangam #withyou The poem's core message is that love brings joy and beauty, while its absence leaves one lost and sorrowful.

"With You" You here, dawn's breeze, calm stream flows, Gone, storms rage, why this woe? You here, heavens open wide, Absent, world turns cold inside. With you, moments bloom and twine, Alone, I wither, lost, entwine. Your presence, a path unfolds, Absence, lost in shadows cold. You here, life's beauty untold, Without you, time weathers old. You only, forever sought, Love's embrace, forever caught. ©Santosh Jangam #withyou The poem's core message is that love brings joy and beauty, while its absence leaves one lost and sorrowful.

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"Echoes of Love" Heart aches, mind seeks past's embrace, Can lost love's footprints ever be traced? Your silent presence, a gentle sway, Carries me through each lonely day. Wind whispers your love's sweet refrain, But to whom can I confess my pain? Why does your face ignite my soul? Wounds reopen, taking their toll. Love's chamber veiled in a hazy plight, Grant love a chance, set my spirit alight. Without you, my soul fades away, Lost footprints, where did you stray? ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem captures the bittersweetness of lost love. It acknowledges the pain but emphasizes the possibility of finding new love and mo

"Echoes of Love" Heart aches, mind seeks past's embrace, Can lost love's footprints ever be traced? Your silent presence, a gentle sway, Carries me through each lonely day. Wind whispers your love's sweet refrain, But to whom can I confess my pain? Why does your face ignite my soul? Wounds reopen, taking their toll. Love's chamber veiled in a hazy plight, Grant love a chance, set my spirit alight. Without you, my soul fades away, Lost footprints, where did you stray? ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem captures the bittersweetness of lost love. It acknowledges the pain but emphasizes the possibility of finding new love and mo

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"The Call of the Village" Village whispers, memories sweet, City's chaos, heart's retreat. Fields of gold, childhood's play, Urban rush, dreams in fray. Village breeze, soul's reprieve, City's grip, can't deceive. Neighbor's love, like kin's embrace, Village's pull, a timeless grace. In city's maze, longing's sigh, Village's call, like a lullaby. Nature's hymn, in fields I'll soar, Village's embrace, forevermore. Village paths, where dreams ignite, City's glare, dims their light. Rustling leaves, a gentle hum, City's roar, a deafening drum. Village nights, stars alight, City's skyline, blocks the sight. Simple joys, in village's fold, City's grip, a story untold. Village laughter, echoes pure, City's rush, dreams obscure. In village's heart, I find my song, City's pull, it won't be long. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem's moral underscores the enduring value of rural simplicity and the importance of staying connected to one's roots amidst the

"The Call of the Village" Village whispers, memories sweet, City's chaos, heart's retreat. Fields of gold, childhood's play, Urban rush, dreams in fray. Village breeze, soul's reprieve, City's grip, can't deceive. Neighbor's love, like kin's embrace, Village's pull, a timeless grace. In city's maze, longing's sigh, Village's call, like a lullaby. Nature's hymn, in fields I'll soar, Village's embrace, forevermore. Village paths, where dreams ignite, City's glare, dims their light. Rustling leaves, a gentle hum, City's roar, a deafening drum. Village nights, stars alight, City's skyline, blocks the sight. Simple joys, in village's fold, City's grip, a story untold. Village laughter, echoes pure, City's rush, dreams obscure. In village's heart, I find my song, City's pull, it won't be long. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem's moral underscores the enduring value of rural simplicity and the importance of staying connected to one's roots amidst the

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मुझे मनाया ना जाए मैं त्यौहार नहीं हूं मुझे समझो मैं नाराज़ नहीं हूं... ©Mhadevi Writes #City read my quote and like

मुझे मनाया ना जाए मैं त्यौहार नहीं हूं मुझे समझो मैं नाराज़ नहीं हूं... ©Mhadevi Writes #City read my quote and like