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The mind is a canvas, and every thought a stroke of color; paint it with the hues of learning. ©Srinivas #Mind #Canvas The mind is a canvas, and every thought a stroke of color; paint it with the hues of learning.

The mind is a canvas, and every thought a stroke of color; paint it with the hues of learning. ©Srinivas #Mind #Canvas The mind is a canvas, and every thought a stroke of color; paint it with the hues of learning.

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On the tree of love, she is a flower of grief with a bruise; Her soul is an ocean, its shore her rhythm and different blues. ©HintsOfHeart. #A flower of grief.

On the tree of love, she is a flower of grief with a bruise; Her soul is an ocean, its shore her rhythm and different blues. ©HintsOfHeart. #A flower of grief.

Srikaran Srikaran

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"Every love story is a mosaic of shared dreams and painted memories." ©Srikaran Srikaran #ShivajiMaharajJayanti "Every love story is a mosaic of shared dreams and painted memories."

"Every love story is a mosaic of shared dreams and painted memories." ©Srikaran Srikaran #ShivajiMaharajJayanti "Every love story is a mosaic of shared dreams and painted memories."

Radhika Singh

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Kindness: Take a few Minutes to think about doing something kind for someone today,Good deeds neednot take much time or cost any money. Small Act can make a Big Difference... ©Radhika Singh The Language of Kindness which A Deaf can hear and Blind can see..

Kindness: Take a few Minutes to think about doing something kind for someone today,Good deeds neednot take much time or cost any money. Small Act can make a Big Difference... ©Radhika Singh The Language of Kindness which A Deaf can hear and Blind can see..

Santosh Jangam

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"Spring's Lament" My beloved spring has bid adieu, Taking my love, my heart's hue. Verdant leaves and blooming grace, In my eyes, serenity's place. Moments blossomed, fragrant plume, Heaven's nectar, earth's perfume. Dewdrops filled my heart anew, Carpeted earth in vibrant hue. Youthful Sun's joy did spread, From every leaf, words were bred. Life's new melodies took form, Music's charm in every storm. Sun, moon, stars in bright array, Dreams forgotten found their way. Emotions bathed in tender light, Memories etched, soul's quiet fight. Spring's departure, lingering pain, Yearning for his touch again. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem uses spring's beauty to depict the fleeting nature of love and joy. It leaves a lingering feeling of loss and yearning.

"Spring's Lament" My beloved spring has bid adieu, Taking my love, my heart's hue. Verdant leaves and blooming grace, In my eyes, serenity's place. Moments blossomed, fragrant plume, Heaven's nectar, earth's perfume. Dewdrops filled my heart anew, Carpeted earth in vibrant hue. Youthful Sun's joy did spread, From every leaf, words were bred. Life's new melodies took form, Music's charm in every storm. Sun, moon, stars in bright array, Dreams forgotten found their way. Emotions bathed in tender light, Memories etched, soul's quiet fight. Spring's departure, lingering pain, Yearning for his touch again. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem uses spring's beauty to depict the fleeting nature of love and joy. It leaves a lingering feeling of loss and yearning.