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Santosh Jangam
"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
Santosh Jangam
"Eternal Teacher" In the classroom, laughter rings, She guides with wisdom's wings. Patience vast, love's gentle flow, Her legacy, forever aglow. In her footsteps, we now tread, Honoring the words she said. Her love, a bond that never breaks, In our hearts, her light awakes. With reverence, we carry on, Her teachings, a lifelong song. In her memory, we find our way, Forever grateful, come what may. ©Santosh Jangam #poem "Eternal Teacher" is the lasting impact of dedicated educators, emphasizing the importance of their patience, love, and wisdom in gui
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Beatific pnuema
White Echo of his silence filling the corners of my heart digging the grave of my emotions piercing the soul of my love with the knife of logic and wisdom but my artless heart still craving for its slayer like a moth for the fire. ©Beatific pnuema #Imagination
Santosh Jangam
"Inner Dreams" "In twilight's hush, I softly call, Heart's whispers, yet to forestall. Love's gaze dims the azure skies, Dreams entwine, as stars arise. Reflections sought in mirrors' gleam, Identity found in love's redeem. Fragrant memories, unseen bloom, Night's embrace, in silent room. Your essence lingers, in embrace untold, Yearning echoes, in heart's hold. How to articulate, this void so vast? World's waves crash, in longing's grasp." ©Santosh Jangam #"Inner Dreams" The moral of the ghazal: Love transcends distance and time, sustaining us through longing and solitude.
Santosh Jangam
"Whispers of Longing" In life's melody, she was my moonlit tune, Her departure left the sky marooned. Tears fall silent, washing pain's stain, Lost joy, a bird yearns for rain's gain. Fate's game unseen, where do footsteps go? Fear grips tight, yearning for the past's glow. Moments fleeting, lost in endless flight, Mornings clouded, evenings in twilight. Alone in this journey, only You know, My story unfolds in rhythms that flow. In life's sweet cadence, she was my moon, Her absence echoes, a melancholy tune. ©Santosh Jangam #"Whispers of Longing" The moral of the poem is about accepting change, facing loss, finding solace in the journey, and cherishing the memor
कंचन
Holi is a popular and significant Hindu festival celebrated as the Festival of Colours, Love, and Spring. तुम जब भी आना रंगों सा मोहब्बत साथ लाना .. बेवक्त जो तुम बदल जाते हो रंगों सा प्यार भरा पल साथ लाना ....😍 ©कंचन # Holi with imagination
jyoti ranjan subudhi
love sms status messages ଅନ୍ଧାର କୁ କେବେ ନିରିଖି ଦେଖିଛ କି ପ୍ରିୟା ହେଲେ ମୁଁ ଦେଖିଛି ଦେଖିଛି ତୁମର ପ୍ରତିଟି ପ୍ରତିବିମ୍ବ ଅମା ଅନ୍ଧାରରେ ବି ଛାଇ ହେଇ ମୋ ପାଖେ ପାଖେ ରହୁଛି କିନ୍ତୁ ବୋଧେ ମୁଁ ଭୁଲ୍ ତୁମେ କଣ ପାଇଁ ମୋ ଅନ୍ଧାରର ଛାଇ ହେବ ତୁମେ ତ ଉଜ୍ଜ୍ବଳ ଆଲୁଅ ଯିଏ ନିତି ନୂଆ ନୂଆ ଛାଇ ତିଆରି କରୁଛି ଆଉ ଦେଖେଇ ଦେଉଛି ଆଲୁଅ ବିନା ଅନ୍ଧାର ର କିଛି ସତ୍ତା ନାଇଁ ଠିକ୍ ମୋ ପରି......... ©jyoti ranjan subudhi #alone #Imagination
Srinivas
Navigating life artfully requires the anchoring of thoughts in solitude and the steering of dialogue in company. ©Srinivas #words #Mind Navigating life artfully requires the anchoring of thoughts in solitude and the steering of dialogue in company.