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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.

Santosh Jangam

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"Woman - An Embodiment of Power" Each step she takes, a testament to her power, Wisdom flows from her like a boundless shower. Her heart, vast and serene, a guiding light, In her spirit, freedom takes its flight. Her voice, a melody that resonates strong, Her will, unyielding, against all wrong. A modern woman, forging ahead with grace, Every challenge met, she bravely face. Motherhood's love, a force divine, Strength and compassion in every line. With a heart as vast as the endless sky, She conquers all with a resolute eye. From dawn to dusk, her work never ends, A sculptor of life, where love transcends. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem is to celebrate and acknowledge the empowerment, strength, and contributions of women in society.

"Woman - An Embodiment of Power" Each step she takes, a testament to her power, Wisdom flows from her like a boundless shower. Her heart, vast and serene, a guiding light, In her spirit, freedom takes its flight. Her voice, a melody that resonates strong, Her will, unyielding, against all wrong. A modern woman, forging ahead with grace, Every challenge met, she bravely face. Motherhood's love, a force divine, Strength and compassion in every line. With a heart as vast as the endless sky, She conquers all with a resolute eye. From dawn to dusk, her work never ends, A sculptor of life, where love transcends. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem is to celebrate and acknowledge the empowerment, strength, and contributions of women in society.

Mohan raj

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White शांति की अनुभूति तब होती है जब आप आत्मा की पुकार सुनते हैं और खुद पर ध्यान देते हैं, खुद से प्यार करते हैं और अपने जीवन का आनंद लेते हैं। The feeling of peace comes when you listen to the call of the soul and pay attention to yourself, love yourself and enjoy your life. Dhnyvaad Har Har Mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life lessons The feeling of peace comes when you listen to the call of the soul and pay attention to yourself, love yourself and enjoy your

White शांति की अनुभूति तब होती है जब आप आत्मा की पुकार सुनते हैं और खुद पर ध्यान देते हैं, खुद से प्यार करते हैं और अपने जीवन का आनंद लेते हैं। The feeling of peace comes when you listen to the call of the soul and pay attention to yourself, love yourself and enjoy your life. Dhnyvaad Har Har Mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life lessons The feeling of peace comes when you listen to the call of the soul and pay attention to yourself, love yourself and enjoy your

Sai Angel Shaayari

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White I JUST WANNA SIT IN FRONT OF THE OCEAN AND LISTEN TO THE WAVES. ©Sai Angel Shaayari #mountain I JUST WANNA SIT IN FRONT OF THE OCEAN AND LISTEN TO THE WAVES.

White I JUST WANNA SIT IN FRONT OF THE OCEAN AND LISTEN TO THE WAVES. ©Sai Angel Shaayari #mountain I JUST WANNA SIT IN FRONT OF THE OCEAN AND LISTEN TO THE WAVES.

Santosh Jangam

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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

Jaymala Bharkade

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White 🍃🍃Many times we aren't Knowing what is the true reality ........ but when you are living at that place then... your heart also beat for that cause .....🍃🍃 ©Jaymala Bharkade #cause

White 🍃🍃Many times we aren't Knowing what is the true reality ........ but when you are living at that place then... your heart also beat for that cause .....🍃🍃 ©Jaymala Bharkade #cause

Safnazaidh

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Autumn We cannot solve problems with the kind of thinking we employed when we came up with them.” —Albert Einstein ©Safnazaidh solution of problem #motavitonal

Autumn We cannot solve problems with the kind of thinking we employed when we came up with them.” —Albert Einstein ©Safnazaidh solution of problem #motavitonal