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Unsplash What once was , is no more In just a few days it will be Christmas But it doesn't seem right without you Seeing you on the morning of presents Not having you here is something new Dinner is so tiring and inanimate now Yes there's turkey and stuffing and pie But if you're not here then it's bland I know I'm supposed to feel happy , but why? All the Christmas specials on television Remind me of days when we'd watch together Having you around made it more joyous But since you're not here then it's just - whatever!! Memories of you , of us , the family Holidays were so great and special with you Now that you're gone , it hasn't been good The loneliness has enormously grew ©Schizology This idea is from a friend ....thank you....title is also his ....© Joseph Taylor ©Schizology What once was , is no more #missed #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #lost poetry lovers

Unsplash What once was , is no more In just a few days it will be Christmas But it doesn't seem right without you Seeing you on the morning of presents Not having you here is something new Dinner is so tiring and inanimate now Yes there's turkey and stuffing and pie But if you're not here then it's bland I know I'm supposed to feel happy , but why? All the Christmas specials on television Remind me of days when we'd watch together Having you around made it more joyous But since you're not here then it's just - whatever!! Memories of you , of us , the family Holidays were so great and special with you Now that you're gone , it hasn't been good The loneliness has enormously grew ©Schizology This idea is from a friend ....thank you....title is also his ....© Joseph Taylor ©Schizology What once was , is no more #missed #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #lost poetry lovers

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An educated mind without purpose is like a lighthouse without light; it stands tall but guides no one. ©Srinivas An educated mind without purpose is like a lighthouse without light; it stands tall but guides no one.

An educated mind without purpose is like a lighthouse without light; it stands tall but guides no one. ©Srinivas An educated mind without purpose is like a lighthouse without light; it stands tall but guides no one.

Bhagyashree Jena

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White The day was over, and darkness spreads everywhere, I was at the riverbank to enjoy the calm evening breeze, My feet are partially submerged in water, and relished the small waves. That created a sweet sensation in me, that is too captivating. ©Bhagyashree Jena #day was over

White The day was over, and darkness spreads everywhere, I was at the riverbank to enjoy the calm evening breeze, My feet are partially submerged in water, and relished the small waves. That created a sweet sensation in me, that is too captivating. ©Bhagyashree Jena #day was over

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-192 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-18 Every beginning has an end Not sure Whether all ends have new beginnings Or there are some ends Which end in dead ends. When the door was first opened Pretty sure one day it would be closed But how soon it happened It seems as if it was yesterday When I put my first steps Now it is all over I am just a few steps away from my last step Things will remain as they are The deities, the clock, the atmosphere Everything will be as earlier Only difference It is me who will not be there Someone else will be on my chair And the chair on which I used to sit Will not wait for me anymore It will have its new owner With whom it will talk, smile And spend time as before People tend to forget Old faces, old memory fade New faces take the place of the old Old faces gradually disappear And vanish in darkness Does not matter Whether I am there or not Things will run at their pace If not me Someone else will be there To take care Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 18.11.2022 India All copyrights reservedhttps://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2022/12/06/something-i-look-at-192/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #good_night SOMETHING I LOOK AT-192 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-18 Every beginning has an end Not sure Whether all ends have n

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-192 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-18 Every beginning has an end Not sure Whether all ends have new beginnings Or there are some ends Which end in dead ends. When the door was first opened Pretty sure one day it would be closed But how soon it happened It seems as if it was yesterday When I put my first steps Now it is all over I am just a few steps away from my last step Things will remain as they are The deities, the clock, the atmosphere Everything will be as earlier Only difference It is me who will not be there Someone else will be on my chair And the chair on which I used to sit Will not wait for me anymore It will have its new owner With whom it will talk, smile And spend time as before People tend to forget Old faces, old memory fade New faces take the place of the old Old faces gradually disappear And vanish in darkness Does not matter Whether I am there or not Things will run at their pace If not me Someone else will be there To take care Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 18.11.2022 India All copyrights reservedhttps://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2022/12/06/something-i-look-at-192/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #good_night SOMETHING I LOOK AT-192 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-18 Every beginning has an end Not sure Whether all ends have n

Surkh ( سرخ )

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White बीज तेरे इश्क का कभी बोया ही नहीं, कमज़ोर था लेकिन कभी रोया ही नहीं। असद कहके पुकारते थे लोग मुझे, मगर मैं कभी भी शायरों की महफिलों में गया ही नहीं। ©Surkh ( سرخ ) Note : Ghalib's real name was Asadullah Kha and frome the very beginning of his writing career he wrote under the penname Asad !! later he c

White बीज तेरे इश्क का कभी बोया ही नहीं, कमज़ोर था लेकिन कभी रोया ही नहीं। असद कहके पुकारते थे लोग मुझे, मगर मैं कभी भी शायरों की महफिलों में गया ही नहीं। ©Surkh ( سرخ ) Note : Ghalib's real name was Asadullah Kha and frome the very beginning of his writing career he wrote under the penname Asad !! later he c

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Earnings grow where innovation flows. The educated embrace change, while the uneducated risk being bound by the past. ©Srinivas Earnings grow where innovation flows. The educated embrace change, while the uneducated risk being bound by the past.

Earnings grow where innovation flows. The educated embrace change, while the uneducated risk being bound by the past. ©Srinivas Earnings grow where innovation flows. The educated embrace change, while the uneducated risk being bound by the past.