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Schizology

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The moon behind the clouds Looking up at the night sky Amazing to see with my eyes The clouds moving quickly Behind is the moon faintly Dark and light contrasting Leaves me flabbergasted Beautiful views of night Bring me joys of delight Mother nature is wonderful Its beauty is very enjoyabl ©Schizology The moon behind the clouds #Moon #clouds #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

The moon behind the clouds Looking up at the night sky Amazing to see with my eyes The clouds moving quickly Behind is the moon faintly Dark and light contrasting Leaves me flabbergasted Beautiful views of night Bring me joys of delight Mother nature is wonderful Its beauty is very enjoyabl ©Schizology The moon behind the clouds #Moon #clouds #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

Viraaj Sisodiya

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Being a checkmate in life's summary does not mean that you have been blown over; you have become dispersed, perished, and ruined, as much as you have been impaired by the transgress situation; it means. Due to your innovation work being dislocated, there is a fracture or outrage in its functioning. Only you have to be disembodied from a state of vitiate. Your life-brooding is always in a state of virgin migration, and your novelty networks are always in vernal ordwelling, with assuagement and commiseration being gossip, not miff. It animates your toonification energy with the medication of nature. ©Viraaj Sisodiya #Checkmate #Summary #Situation #Work #Life #YourQuote #Viraaj

Being a checkmate in life's summary does not mean that you have been blown over; you have become dispersed, perished, and ruined, as much as you have been impaired by the transgress situation; it means. Due to your innovation work being dislocated, there is a fracture or outrage in its functioning. Only you have to be disembodied from a state of vitiate. Your life-brooding is always in a state of virgin migration, and your novelty networks are always in vernal ordwelling, with assuagement and commiseration being gossip, not miff. It animates your toonification energy with the medication of nature. ©Viraaj Sisodiya #Checkmate #Summary #Situation #Work #Life #YourQuote #Viraaj

Anagha Ukaskar

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White On the rare nights I'm up Watching you as I try to I stare til I see your land Your shape, your scars, deep I don't want your light Because I'm used to your glow I yearn your unknown somethings More than what you show You are near, but alone You are here, but far You are written in poems, But you are never a star Your magic in movies, Your music, I like to croon On the rare nights I'm up Confessing love to you, my moon! ©Anagha Ukaskar #sad_dp #poem #Moon #Nojoto #nojotoenglish #Poet

White On the rare nights I'm up Watching you as I try to I stare til I see your land Your shape, your scars, deep I don't want your light Because I'm used to your glow I yearn your unknown somethings More than what you show You are near, but alone You are here, but far You are written in poems, But you are never a star Your magic in movies, Your music, I like to croon On the rare nights I'm up Confessing love to you, my moon! ©Anagha Ukaskar #sad_dp #poem #Moon #Nojoto #nojotoenglish #Poet

twisha ray

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White Luna found solace in the night's darkness, gazing up at the starry canvas. With each breath, her worries dissipated, replaced by hope and promise. She felt free, connected to the universe's infinite potential. The night wasn't something to fear, but to celebrate. United with fellow dreamers, they formed a community of hope, guided by the night's light. Together, they faced challenges with courage, knowing the darkness held secrets and magic waiting to be discovered. ©twisha ray Luna and her moon #nightvibes #goodnightimages #trnojo25 #nightdescends

White Luna found solace in the night's darkness, gazing up at the starry canvas. With each breath, her worries dissipated, replaced by hope and promise. She felt free, connected to the universe's infinite potential. The night wasn't something to fear, but to celebrate. United with fellow dreamers, they formed a community of hope, guided by the night's light. Together, they faced challenges with courage, knowing the darkness held secrets and magic waiting to be discovered. ©twisha ray Luna and her moon #nightvibes #goodnightimages #trnojo25 #nightdescends

Santosh Jangam

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"In Devotion's Embrace" Inner voice's song, a prayer's sound, Mortal's cry to divine profound. Soul and divine in sacred talk, Worry ends, anxieties balk. Prayers appease the raging storm, Subtle strength finds sudden form. Devotion's way, reflection's light, God, the father, kind and right. Pure pleas, no bargaining art, True wishes rise from the heart. Patience conquers, cast worries aside, Life's path with laughter, let it glide. Devotion's flame burns ever bright, Strive with strength, soul alight. Universal mother's grace and space, Her presence answers, liberates. Silent feelings, divine within, Grace guides where goodness wins. World's prayer, whispered plea, He grants desires, spirits free. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The moral of the poem is that sincere, selfless prayer brings strength, peace and divine guidance, leading to inner happiness and spir

"In Devotion's Embrace" Inner voice's song, a prayer's sound, Mortal's cry to divine profound. Soul and divine in sacred talk, Worry ends, anxieties balk. Prayers appease the raging storm, Subtle strength finds sudden form. Devotion's way, reflection's light, God, the father, kind and right. Pure pleas, no bargaining art, True wishes rise from the heart. Patience conquers, cast worries aside, Life's path with laughter, let it glide. Devotion's flame burns ever bright, Strive with strength, soul alight. Universal mother's grace and space, Her presence answers, liberates. Silent feelings, divine within, Grace guides where goodness wins. World's prayer, whispered plea, He grants desires, spirits free. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The moral of the poem is that sincere, selfless prayer brings strength, peace and divine guidance, leading to inner happiness and spir

Devasri Devasri

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when life gets too overwhelming,just look up at the night sky and lose yourself for a while ©Devasri Devasri Dark night stars and moon

when life gets too overwhelming,just look up at the night sky and lose yourself for a while ©Devasri Devasri Dark night stars and moon

Santosh Jangam

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"Unspoken Depths" Let words flow, emotions show. Eyes speak when voice is low. Not all needs to be expressed, A gaze can convey the rest. In this depth of emotions vast, Hide some things, some meant to last. Understand some things unsaid, Clearly express what needs to be read. Calm the clashing waves within, Hand in hand, let's journey begin. Seek answers, don't stray from the road, In actions, find your life's code. Control the mind, let reason reign, Seize the moment, cast away pain. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem emphasizes the importance of unspoken communication and taking action to achieve life's goals.

"Unspoken Depths" Let words flow, emotions show. Eyes speak when voice is low. Not all needs to be expressed, A gaze can convey the rest. In this depth of emotions vast, Hide some things, some meant to last. Understand some things unsaid, Clearly express what needs to be read. Calm the clashing waves within, Hand in hand, let's journey begin. Seek answers, don't stray from the road, In actions, find your life's code. Control the mind, let reason reign, Seize the moment, cast away pain. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem emphasizes the importance of unspoken communication and taking action to achieve life's goals.

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"Transformed by Verse" New to this world of verse, I yearn, My restless thoughts for solace turn. First, I bow to the one divine, Whose words ignite a heart's sunshine. Imagination's river vast, Sometimes fierce, serene at last. In lonely depths, I used to dwell, Her presence bright, a magic spell. This bond, so strong, I can't deny, My only thought, beneath the sky. She changed my world, erased the line, Her gentle touch, forever mine. Winter's chill, or monsoon's sigh, Beneath her shade, summers die. With words of wisdom, she takes flight, A symphony of pure delight. My constant friend, my guiding star, Her loving touch takes me afar. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem explores how poetry transforms from loneliness to inspired, finding solace and purpose in the creative world of verse.

"Transformed by Verse" New to this world of verse, I yearn, My restless thoughts for solace turn. First, I bow to the one divine, Whose words ignite a heart's sunshine. Imagination's river vast, Sometimes fierce, serene at last. In lonely depths, I used to dwell, Her presence bright, a magic spell. This bond, so strong, I can't deny, My only thought, beneath the sky. She changed my world, erased the line, Her gentle touch, forever mine. Winter's chill, or monsoon's sigh, Beneath her shade, summers die. With words of wisdom, she takes flight, A symphony of pure delight. My constant friend, my guiding star, Her loving touch takes me afar. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem explores how poetry transforms from loneliness to inspired, finding solace and purpose in the creative world of verse.