The Happiest part of our friendship is that we both had our first cry on 28th September . Legally we were imprissioned for whole life in each other mind on the night of frost and snow. Our hearts were tied with chain when the sun was smileing upon us. The HAPPIEST part of our friendship is Thee says good morning to books after hugging the moon . while I kiss my books when sunshine kisses it first. Thee is filled with oxygen, chemicals, electric current. while I get romantic with comedy tragedy of 14th century. Thee loves to sing "Be panha pyar Hai aaja " while I used to hear it's Refrain. Thee always purchase sprawl -browl. while I never want any discount in peace. Thy eyes are brown why mine are black Thy hair always troubled thy shoulder With mine hair I can tie thee with me forever If thee is the pen I'm the ink if thee is the book I'm the writer . we complete each other. But the most SADDEST 😭part of our friendship is that the world had make us realize. Thee used to celebrate many festivals in a year. while I used kiss the ground 5 times with my forehead. The SADDEST 😭part of our friendship that the whole universe had witnessed. Thee loves to worn herself in 5 metres of clothe while I loves to cover my head with black. The SADDEST part of our friendship is that the word FRIENDSHIP itself had cried when APB NEWS had separated💔 us.. But the BESTEST 😍part of our friendship is that one day SNEHA will showered from FALAK equally in the whole Garden When Thee will be hanging thy stethoscope I will be with my bodyguard. we will never ask before helping others DO YOU LOVE ORANGE 🧡OR GREEN💚???? ©Falak Siddique ... 28th September

28th September #Shayari

The Happiest part of our friendship is that we both had our first cry on 28th September .
Legally we were imprissioned for whole life in each other mind on the night of frost and snow.
Our hearts were tied with chain when the sun was smileing upon us.
The HAPPIEST part of our friendship is
Thee says good morning to books after hugging the moon .
while I kiss my books when
sunshine kisses it first.
Thee is filled with oxygen,
chemicals, electric current.
while I get romantic with comedy
tragedy of 14th century.
Thee loves to sing "Be panha pyar Hai aaja "
while I used to hear it's Refrain.
Thee always purchase sprawl -browl.
while I never want any discount in peace.
Thy eyes are brown
why mine are black
Thy hair always troubled thy shoulder
With mine hair I can tie thee with me forever
If thee is the pen I'm the ink
if thee is the book I'm the writer .
we complete each other.

But the most SADDEST 😭part of our friendship is that the world had make us realize.
Thee used to celebrate many festivals in a year.
while I used kiss the ground 5 times with my forehead.
The SADDEST 😭part of our friendship that the whole universe had witnessed.
Thee loves to worn herself in 5 metres of clothe
while I loves to cover my head with black.
The SADDEST part of our friendship is that the word FRIENDSHIP itself had cried when APB NEWS had separated💔 us..

But the BESTEST 😍part of our friendship is that one day SNEHA will showered from FALAK
equally in the whole Garden
When Thee will be hanging thy stethoscope
I will be with my bodyguard.

we will never ask before helping others
DO YOU LOVE ORANGE 🧡OR GREEN💚????

©Falak Siddique ... 28th September

Schizology

Back on September 28th About a week ago the sky was a lovely pink Like bubble gum clouds giving us a wink There's not many prettier views I don't think Maybe it was mother nature giving us a hint ©Schizology Back on September 28th #Sky #clouds #pink

Back on September 28th #Sky #clouds #pink #Poetry

Back on September 28th

About a week ago the sky was a lovely pink
Like bubble gum clouds giving us a wink
There's not many prettier views I don't think
Maybe it was mother nature giving us a hint

©Schizology Back on September 28th

#Sky #clouds #pink

Schizology

September 28th, morning, 2023 The view this morning is such a beautiful sight The range of colours is an amazing delight Pink and yellow, behind the clouds, is the sunlight Mother nature has always made our pictures bright ©Schizology September 28th, morning, 2023 #September #Sky #poem✍🧡🧡💛

September 28th, morning, 2023 #September #Sky poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Poetry

September 28th, morning, 2023

The view this morning is such a beautiful sight
The range of colours is an amazing delight
Pink and yellow, behind the clouds, is the sunlight
Mother nature has always made our pictures bright

©Schizology September 28th, morning, 2023

#September #Sky #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Rekha💕Sharma "मंजुलाहृदय"

August 28th, 2020 तिश्नगी तो है तेरी मगर हमें नहीं "पता" है तेरा "पता" अगर तुझे भी न है ख़बर तो ए "ख़ुदा" अपनें "ख़ुदा" से पूंछकर बता... अरसों से तेरे तलाश में "फ़िर" रहें हैं हम "फिर" भी "हृदय" "ख़्वाब" में भी "ख्व़ाब" के हकीक़त होने का कोई निशां न मिला.... -रेखा "मंजुलाहृदय" #findingyourself #मंजुलाहृदय #Rekhasharma #august 28th, 2020

#findingyourself #मंजुलाहृदय #Rekhasharma #august 28th, 2020

August 28th, 2020

तिश्नगी तो है तेरी मगर हमें नहीं "पता" है तेरा "पता"
अगर तुझे भी न है ख़बर तो ए "ख़ुदा" अपनें "ख़ुदा" से पूंछकर बता...
अरसों से तेरे तलाश में "फ़िर" रहें हैं हम "फिर" भी "हृदय"
"ख़्वाब" में भी "ख्व़ाब" के हकीक़त होने का कोई निशां न मिला....
-रेखा "मंजुलाहृदय" #findingyourself #मंजुलाहृदय #Rekhasharma #august 28th, 2020

Anshika Bhatnagar

These noises around us cause to ignore the voice of our heart Forgets to listen its every beat Makes us feel too consumed of the threat(of noises). Try to not give up at the advises in a bulk That makes you feel vulnerable Even if you are capable Of doing your needs better that before. Seems to not clear of your wants Is the only goal these drama of noises have for you They want you to suffer for something you don't deserve Still you try to preserve The changes for yourself. 3 September 2020 poetry.

3 September 2020 poetry.

These noises around us cause
to ignore the voice of our heart
Forgets to listen its every beat
Makes us feel too consumed of the threat(of noises).

Try to not give up at the advises in a bulk
That makes you feel vulnerable
Even if you are capable
Of doing your needs better that before.

Seems to not clear of your wants
Is the only goal these drama of noises have for you
They want you to suffer for something you don't deserve
Still you try to preserve
The changes for yourself. 3 September 2020 poetry.

Anshika Bhatnagar

The more I go through these pages The more I realize that nothing is real Everything is fake and just playing their Roles whether they want it or not. Doesn't matter what we fall for It will still betray us by telling that It was fake, it doesn't even tried to convince us yet difficult to ignore. These words from some chapters of some bestselling books of great authors Makes me more unaware of the truth going on around me. I try to understand them by reading it again and again When I read those pages filled with so deep words I found a different story each time, Unconnected to each other still wrapped into one another without their wish.. 1 September 2020 poetry.

1 September 2020 poetry.

The more I go through these pages
The more I realize that nothing is real
Everything is fake and just playing their
Roles whether they want it or not.

Doesn't matter what we fall for
It will still betray us by telling that
It was fake, it doesn't even tried to
convince us yet difficult to ignore.

These words from some chapters of
some bestselling books of great authors
Makes me more unaware of the truth
going on around me.

I try to understand them by reading it
again and again
When I read those pages filled with so
deep words I found a different story each time,
Unconnected to each other still wrapped
into one another without their wish..

1 September 2020 poetry.

Anshika Bhatnagar

Have been waiting to see you Just to have a look at you But destiny doesn't wanna let us meet No matter how well it treat. There is nothing more I could tell Just don't like the way you yell I know it makes you angry Not able to talk even when we have alot To discuss and to tell each other. Doesn't matter howmuch time our journey takes To let us meet at some point For a while to go together For a better future. 2 September 2020 poetry.

2 September 2020 poetry.

Have been waiting to see you
Just to have a look at you
But destiny doesn't wanna let us meet
No matter how well it treat.

There is nothing more I could tell
Just don't like the way you yell
I know it makes you angry
Not able to talk even when we have alot
To discuss and to tell each other.

Doesn't matter howmuch time our journey takes
To let us meet at some point
For a while to go together
For a better future. 2 September 2020 poetry.

Rekha💕Sharma "मंजुलाहृदय"

आख़िर ख़ुद ख़ुदा नें सौंपा है बेटियों के ज़िम्मे जमीं को जन्नत बनानें को, हर इंसां के जज़्बात समझने को और हर शख़्स के मन्नत को सच बनानें को। ©Rekha💕Sharma "मंजुलाहृदय" #HappyDaughtersDay2020 #NojotoWriter #मंजुलाहृदय #Rekhasharma #sept 28th , 2020

#HappyDaughtersDay2020 Writer #मंजुलाहृदय #Rekhasharma #Sept 28th , 2020 #NojotoWriter

आख़िर ख़ुद ख़ुदा नें सौंपा है बेटियों के ज़िम्मे जमीं को जन्नत बनानें को,
हर इंसां के जज़्बात समझने को और हर शख़्स के मन्नत को सच बनानें को।

©Rekha💕Sharma "मंजुलाहृदय" #HappyDaughtersDay2020
#NojotoWriter
#मंजुलाहृदय
#Rekhasharma
#sept 28th , 2020

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