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Santosh Jangam

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"Shiv Kankana : Drama" Amidst fragrant airs, flags unfurled, Gajanan's sight, drama swirls. In "Shiv Kankana," valor's tale, Hearts ignite, love prevails. Shivaji's saga, Chandanagad's lore, Raiba and Manjula, love's encore. In battle's clamor, sovereignty's call, Drums beat, banners fall. Traitors quiver, sovereignty's might, Vanish in the sovereign's light. Khan's deceit, Mughal's snare, Shivaji's message, Raiba's aware. In battle's heat, Raiba stands tall, Defending righteousness, through it all. Bullets faced, with a smile, Victory's path, all the while. Through Manjula, Shivaji's word, Raiba's flag, in triumph stirred. Sacrifice's tale, in Maharashtra's fold, Raiba's legacy, forever bold. Inspiring valor, freedom's quest, Raiba's spirit, eternally blessed. In history's tome, Raiba's name, "Shiv Kankana," love's flame. In Maharashtra's heart, it shall reign, "Shiv Kankana," valor's refrain. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The Poem "Shiv Kankana" is about the enduring values of courage, sacrifice, and patriotism, as exemplified by the characters like Chha

"Shiv Kankana : Drama" Amidst fragrant airs, flags unfurled, Gajanan's sight, drama swirls. In "Shiv Kankana," valor's tale, Hearts ignite, love prevails. Shivaji's saga, Chandanagad's lore, Raiba and Manjula, love's encore. In battle's clamor, sovereignty's call, Drums beat, banners fall. Traitors quiver, sovereignty's might, Vanish in the sovereign's light. Khan's deceit, Mughal's snare, Shivaji's message, Raiba's aware. In battle's heat, Raiba stands tall, Defending righteousness, through it all. Bullets faced, with a smile, Victory's path, all the while. Through Manjula, Shivaji's word, Raiba's flag, in triumph stirred. Sacrifice's tale, in Maharashtra's fold, Raiba's legacy, forever bold. Inspiring valor, freedom's quest, Raiba's spirit, eternally blessed. In history's tome, Raiba's name, "Shiv Kankana," love's flame. In Maharashtra's heart, it shall reign, "Shiv Kankana," valor's refrain. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The Poem "Shiv Kankana" is about the enduring values of courage, sacrifice, and patriotism, as exemplified by the characters like Chha

Vickram

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ज़िंदगी में कभी किसी से compitition का भाव मत रखो । एक से जीत भी लोगे तो क्या फर्क पड़ता है । यहां आपसे आगे न मालूम कितने है। सिर्फ खुद पर WORK करो कोई पिछाड़ नहीं सकता । जो बेवकूफ होते हैं वो हमेशा औरों के जीवन मैं दखलंदाजी करते हैं । जबकि मेहनत करने वाले को पता भी नहीं होता। आज भी खरगोश और कछुए कि RACE में अक्सर कछुआ ही जीतता है,, क्यों कि खरगोश अपनी speed पर बहुत घमंड करता है। और कछुआ हर कदम फूंक-फूंक कर रखता है,,,, ©Vickram #sugarcandy example of speed

ज़िंदगी में कभी किसी से compitition का भाव मत रखो । एक से जीत भी लोगे तो क्या फर्क पड़ता है । यहां आपसे आगे न मालूम कितने है। सिर्फ खुद पर WORK करो कोई पिछाड़ नहीं सकता । जो बेवकूफ होते हैं वो हमेशा औरों के जीवन मैं दखलंदाजी करते हैं । जबकि मेहनत करने वाले को पता भी नहीं होता। आज भी खरगोश और कछुए कि RACE में अक्सर कछुआ ही जीतता है,, क्यों कि खरगोश अपनी speed पर बहुत घमंड करता है। और कछुआ हर कदम फूंक-फूंक कर रखता है,,,, ©Vickram #sugarcandy example of speed

Schizology

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Because of you The stars up in the sky They shine just for you The sun rises each day Just to get a look at your view The moon arrives at night To illuminate your way The tide in the ocean It's current wants to say, hey! The lightning strikes because of you It's giving you your glow Storms rumble before you Keeping you hydrated to grow The grass grows ahead of you Providing you a soft journey Flowers bloom as a result of you Mother nature herself is at your mercy ©Schizology Because of you #because #love❤ #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Because of you The stars up in the sky They shine just for you The sun rises each day Just to get a look at your view The moon arrives at night To illuminate your way The tide in the ocean It's current wants to say, hey! The lightning strikes because of you It's giving you your glow Storms rumble before you Keeping you hydrated to grow The grass grows ahead of you Providing you a soft journey Flowers bloom as a result of you Mother nature herself is at your mercy ©Schizology Because of you #because #love❤ #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Santosh Jangam

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"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

"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

Rishi Ranjan

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' तलाश ' ये लेखनी की बातें वो ख्वाबों में मुलाकातें सब तुमसे ही थीं मगर तुमने पहचाना ही नहीं। मैं लिखता रहा तुम पढ़ते रहे मैं कहता रहा तुम सुनते रहे इतना पढ़कर-सुनकर भी तुम पढ़-सुन न सके सब तुम्हारे लिए ही था मगर तुमने अपना माना ही नहीं। ©Rishi Ranjan #talaash #poem #Love

' तलाश ' ये लेखनी की बातें वो ख्वाबों में मुलाकातें सब तुमसे ही थीं मगर तुमने पहचाना ही नहीं। मैं लिखता रहा तुम पढ़ते रहे मैं कहता रहा तुम सुनते रहे इतना पढ़कर-सुनकर भी तुम पढ़-सुन न सके सब तुम्हारे लिए ही था मगर तुमने अपना माना ही नहीं। ©Rishi Ranjan #talaash #poem #Love

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Illusion of love What I thought it was It wasn't even close I thought you loved me I thought I was who you chose When I thought of us I thought of love It saddened me to know That I was not enough I was disappointed I was shocked and stricken Finding out you stopped caring I was totally heartbroken I worshipped you completely I would have given you everything Then find out it wasn't returned That I didn't mean anything The result has left me damaged Broken in a million jagged pieces After realizing it was the end It exposed a fragile weakness ©Schizology Illusion of love #love❤ #Illusion #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Illusion of love What I thought it was It wasn't even close I thought you loved me I thought I was who you chose When I thought of us I thought of love It saddened me to know That I was not enough I was disappointed I was shocked and stricken Finding out you stopped caring I was totally heartbroken I worshipped you completely I would have given you everything Then find out it wasn't returned That I didn't mean anything The result has left me damaged Broken in a million jagged pieces After realizing it was the end It exposed a fragile weakness ©Schizology Illusion of love #love❤ #Illusion #poem✍🧡🧡💛

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Illusion of love What I thought it was It wasn't even close I thought you loved me I thought I was who you chose When I thought of us I thought of love It saddened me to know That I was not enough I was disappointed I was shocked and stricken Finding out you stopped caring I was totally heartbroken I worshipped you completely I would have given you everything Then find out it wasn't returned That I didn't mean anything The result has left me damaged Broken in a million jagged pieces After realizing it was the end It exposed a fragile weakness ©Schizology Illusion of love #illusion #love❤ #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Illusion of love What I thought it was It wasn't even close I thought you loved me I thought I was who you chose When I thought of us I thought of love It saddened me to know That I was not enough I was disappointed I was shocked and stricken Finding out you stopped caring I was totally heartbroken I worshipped you completely I would have given you everything Then find out it wasn't returned That I didn't mean anything The result has left me damaged Broken in a million jagged pieces After realizing it was the end It exposed a fragile weakness ©Schizology Illusion of love #illusion #love❤ #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Nitin K. Ravi

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Ecoes of Life... When he was born, some remarked that he bore a striking resemblance to his maternal grandfather. However, they pondered over the mystery of his complexion, as everyone else in the family had fair skin, unlike his darker tone. At the age of 3½, he ventured into the realm of schooling. Teachers often praised his intellect but urged him to rein in his mischievous tendencies. During a visit from a relative, concerns were raised about his underweight stature, prompting his mother to embark on a mission to fortify him with daily doses of milk and eggs, which he reluctantly accepted. His first dalliance with love occurred at 17, only to find that the girl of his affection was already committed with someone. At 22, he faced failure in his second year of B.Com due to his perpetual struggle with accounting. Despite his inclination towards the arts, he remained unable to articulate his desires when questioned by his parents. At 25, another failed romantic pursuit ensued. Eventually, at 27, he found himself betrothed through a matrimonial arrangement facilitated by a WhatsApp group, tying the knot at 28. At thirty-nine, his son mirrored his academic struggles, leading to murmurs of 'like father, like son.' His demanding job burdened him with tasks beyond his capabilities, contributing to his growing sense of discontent. Discord lingering from past conflicts strained his marital harmony, further exacerbating his personal turmoil. As he reached seventy-three, his once-lustrous hair began to wane, and forgetfulness crept in. Family members advised him to embrace the limitations of old age. At seventy-nine, the joy of becoming a grandfather for the second time was tempered by concerns over his health, as fears of diabetes loomed. Suggestions to refrain from excessive physical exertion due to age-related vulnerabilities left him feeling self-conscious and toothless. Finally, at eighty-three, the specter of mortality loomed large as he sensed the presence of the inevitable 'Yamdoots' at his doorstep. He is accompanied by his son, who is disappointed for leaving the business meeting. Outside the ventilator, his wife wept, gazing upon him. As he closed his eyes for the last time, he wondered if in death, he might find respite from the regrets of a life. It was too late when he realised all the things he regret and all the things he wanted and never got , it all happened because he listened to everyone except his own self ©Nitin K. Ravi Ever wondered about the echoes of conformity in your own life? #SAD #Life #sad_feeling #SadLife #Love

Ecoes of Life... When he was born, some remarked that he bore a striking resemblance to his maternal grandfather. However, they pondered over the mystery of his complexion, as everyone else in the family had fair skin, unlike his darker tone. At the age of 3½, he ventured into the realm of schooling. Teachers often praised his intellect but urged him to rein in his mischievous tendencies. During a visit from a relative, concerns were raised about his underweight stature, prompting his mother to embark on a mission to fortify him with daily doses of milk and eggs, which he reluctantly accepted. His first dalliance with love occurred at 17, only to find that the girl of his affection was already committed with someone. At 22, he faced failure in his second year of B.Com due to his perpetual struggle with accounting. Despite his inclination towards the arts, he remained unable to articulate his desires when questioned by his parents. At 25, another failed romantic pursuit ensued. Eventually, at 27, he found himself betrothed through a matrimonial arrangement facilitated by a WhatsApp group, tying the knot at 28. At thirty-nine, his son mirrored his academic struggles, leading to murmurs of 'like father, like son.' His demanding job burdened him with tasks beyond his capabilities, contributing to his growing sense of discontent. Discord lingering from past conflicts strained his marital harmony, further exacerbating his personal turmoil. As he reached seventy-three, his once-lustrous hair began to wane, and forgetfulness crept in. Family members advised him to embrace the limitations of old age. At seventy-nine, the joy of becoming a grandfather for the second time was tempered by concerns over his health, as fears of diabetes loomed. Suggestions to refrain from excessive physical exertion due to age-related vulnerabilities left him feeling self-conscious and toothless. Finally, at eighty-three, the specter of mortality loomed large as he sensed the presence of the inevitable 'Yamdoots' at his doorstep. He is accompanied by his son, who is disappointed for leaving the business meeting. Outside the ventilator, his wife wept, gazing upon him. As he closed his eyes for the last time, he wondered if in death, he might find respite from the regrets of a life. It was too late when he realised all the things he regret and all the things he wanted and never got , it all happened because he listened to everyone except his own self ©Nitin K. Ravi Ever wondered about the echoes of conformity in your own life? #SAD #Life #sad_feeling #SadLife #Love