New the twins poem Quotes, Status, Photo, Video

Santosh Jangam

+ Follow

Related StoriesReport Abuse Copy Text

"Spark in the Crowd" In a bustling crowd, our eyes met, Love's sweet song, a silent set. Words whispered soft beneath the skies, A spark ignited, hearts in ties. Nearer we drew, words fell away, Distance veiled, longing stayed. In this moment, your warmth I yearn, Nurture love, darkness spurn. In an instant, the world transforms, Your gaze warms, love forms. Cherish this love, this time, Our journey, forever climb. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem captures the essence of love at first sight, highlighting the instant connection, unspoken emotions, and the yearning for lov

"Spark in the Crowd" In a bustling crowd, our eyes met, Love's sweet song, a silent set. Words whispered soft beneath the skies, A spark ignited, hearts in ties. Nearer we drew, words fell away, Distance veiled, longing stayed. In this moment, your warmth I yearn, Nurture love, darkness spurn. In an instant, the world transforms, Your gaze warms, love forms. Cherish this love, this time, Our journey, forever climb. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem captures the essence of love at first sight, highlighting the instant connection, unspoken emotions, and the yearning for lov

Santosh Jangam

+ Follow

Related StoriesReport Abuse Copy Text

"Echoes of Love" Heart aches, mind seeks past's embrace, Can lost love's footprints ever be traced? Your silent presence, a gentle sway, Carries me through each lonely day. Wind whispers your love's sweet refrain, But to whom can I confess my pain? Why does your face ignite my soul? Wounds reopen, taking their toll. Love's chamber veiled in a hazy plight, Grant love a chance, set my spirit alight. Without you, my soul fades away, Lost footprints, where did you stray? ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem captures the bittersweetness of lost love. It acknowledges the pain but emphasizes the possibility of finding new love and mo

"Echoes of Love" Heart aches, mind seeks past's embrace, Can lost love's footprints ever be traced? Your silent presence, a gentle sway, Carries me through each lonely day. Wind whispers your love's sweet refrain, But to whom can I confess my pain? Why does your face ignite my soul? Wounds reopen, taking their toll. Love's chamber veiled in a hazy plight, Grant love a chance, set my spirit alight. Without you, my soul fades away, Lost footprints, where did you stray? ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem captures the bittersweetness of lost love. It acknowledges the pain but emphasizes the possibility of finding new love and mo

Santosh Jangam

+ Follow

Related StoriesReport Abuse Copy Text

"Woman - An Embodiment of Power" Each step she takes, a testament to her power, Wisdom flows from her like a boundless shower. Her heart, vast and serene, a guiding light, In her spirit, freedom takes its flight. Her voice, a melody that resonates strong, Her will, unyielding, against all wrong. A modern woman, forging ahead with grace, Every challenge met, she bravely face. Motherhood's love, a force divine, Strength and compassion in every line. With a heart as vast as the endless sky, She conquers all with a resolute eye. From dawn to dusk, her work never ends, A sculptor of life, where love transcends. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem is to celebrate and acknowledge the empowerment, strength, and contributions of women in society.

"Woman - An Embodiment of Power" Each step she takes, a testament to her power, Wisdom flows from her like a boundless shower. Her heart, vast and serene, a guiding light, In her spirit, freedom takes its flight. Her voice, a melody that resonates strong, Her will, unyielding, against all wrong. A modern woman, forging ahead with grace, Every challenge met, she bravely face. Motherhood's love, a force divine, Strength and compassion in every line. With a heart as vast as the endless sky, She conquers all with a resolute eye. From dawn to dusk, her work never ends, A sculptor of life, where love transcends. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem is to celebrate and acknowledge the empowerment, strength, and contributions of women in society.

Santosh Jangam

+ Follow

Related StoriesReport Abuse Copy Text

"Honeyed Bonds" Free spirit, joyful dance, No knowledge or wisdom's trance, Binds the soul in sweet romance, Love's trap, a blissful trance. New light dawns, mind takes flight, Lost in mirages, day and night, Pure heart bathed in gentle light, Yet lured back to darkness' might. Ever fleeting, ever frail, Success or sorrow, life's tale, Moments turn, a woven veil, New bonds formed, love's sweet jail. Mind vast as sky, then fades to black, Slow steps walk a winding track, Caught within, there's no turning back, Love's sweet cage, on life's long track. Freedom sought, a path so wide, Milk and sugar, can't hide, Wrinkled brow, nowhere to hide, Love's tapestry, life's flowing tide. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem teaches the importance of transcending worldly desires to attain spiritual liberation and inner purity.

"Honeyed Bonds" Free spirit, joyful dance, No knowledge or wisdom's trance, Binds the soul in sweet romance, Love's trap, a blissful trance. New light dawns, mind takes flight, Lost in mirages, day and night, Pure heart bathed in gentle light, Yet lured back to darkness' might. Ever fleeting, ever frail, Success or sorrow, life's tale, Moments turn, a woven veil, New bonds formed, love's sweet jail. Mind vast as sky, then fades to black, Slow steps walk a winding track, Caught within, there's no turning back, Love's sweet cage, on life's long track. Freedom sought, a path so wide, Milk and sugar, can't hide, Wrinkled brow, nowhere to hide, Love's tapestry, life's flowing tide. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem teaches the importance of transcending worldly desires to attain spiritual liberation and inner purity.

Santosh Jangam

+ Follow

Related StoriesReport Abuse Copy Text

"My Wild Hope" You, my wild hope, never let me despair, You are the language of love, I swear. Paths light and airy, all things new, Mists of moonlit silver gently accrue. Take in your hand a raindrop's grace, You, my ocean of love, my heart's embrace. You cast a spell, enchanting me, On my shores, your love's wild symphony. Let's nurture love with tender care, With sweet words, our lives we'll repair, Golden will our lives become, Two souls entwined, never undone. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem highlights the transformative power of love, urging optimism, open communication, and cherishing the bond it creates.

"My Wild Hope" You, my wild hope, never let me despair, You are the language of love, I swear. Paths light and airy, all things new, Mists of moonlit silver gently accrue. Take in your hand a raindrop's grace, You, my ocean of love, my heart's embrace. You cast a spell, enchanting me, On my shores, your love's wild symphony. Let's nurture love with tender care, With sweet words, our lives we'll repair, Golden will our lives become, Two souls entwined, never undone. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem highlights the transformative power of love, urging optimism, open communication, and cherishing the bond it creates.

Prince Martin

+ Follow

Related StoriesReport Abuse Copy Text

White The Tale of Brothers: The Light of Hope Once upon a Time...In a town nestled within verdant forest,A twin brothers Alex and Joseph resided. They had unwavering support for each other an unbreakable bond. Fate, however, had a cruel twist in store for the brothers, when a mysterious illness gripped Joseph, shrouding their world in shadows. As days melted into weeks and weeks into months, Joseph's vitality waned, casting a pall over the brothers' once-vibrant existence. Alex, his heart heavy with despair, witnessed his brother's spirit flicker and fade, feeling powerless against the cruel hand of fate. Yet, amidst the darkness that threatened to consume them, a glimmer of hope persisted within Alex. Armed with resolute determination, he vowed to search tirelessly for a path back to his brother's former radiance. He consulted renowned healers, delved into books, and never faltered in his unwavering support for Joseph. Through myriad trials and setbacks, Alex remained a beacon of light for his ailing twin, illuminating the bleakest moments with his unwavering faith. As time meandered on, a chink of hope emerged from the abyss, a faint spark that hinted at a possible respite. The tale of brothers concludes on an enigmatic note, inviting the reader to ponder the brother's destiny and the potency of the bond that unites them. Will Alex's resilience and unwavering determination reignite the flame in Joseph's life, or will the darkness engulf them both ? Only the time will unravel the answer, but one truth remains immutable: the kinship between Alex and Joseph shall prevail, unyielding in the face of adversity. ©Prince Martin #Sad_Status #twins #brothers #Brother #Love

White The Tale of Brothers: The Light of Hope Once upon a Time...In a town nestled within verdant forest,A twin brothers Alex and Joseph resided. They had unwavering support for each other an unbreakable bond. Fate, however, had a cruel twist in store for the brothers, when a mysterious illness gripped Joseph, shrouding their world in shadows. As days melted into weeks and weeks into months, Joseph's vitality waned, casting a pall over the brothers' once-vibrant existence. Alex, his heart heavy with despair, witnessed his brother's spirit flicker and fade, feeling powerless against the cruel hand of fate. Yet, amidst the darkness that threatened to consume them, a glimmer of hope persisted within Alex. Armed with resolute determination, he vowed to search tirelessly for a path back to his brother's former radiance. He consulted renowned healers, delved into books, and never faltered in his unwavering support for Joseph. Through myriad trials and setbacks, Alex remained a beacon of light for his ailing twin, illuminating the bleakest moments with his unwavering faith. As time meandered on, a chink of hope emerged from the abyss, a faint spark that hinted at a possible respite. The tale of brothers concludes on an enigmatic note, inviting the reader to ponder the brother's destiny and the potency of the bond that unites them. Will Alex's resilience and unwavering determination reignite the flame in Joseph's life, or will the darkness engulf them both ? Only the time will unravel the answer, but one truth remains immutable: the kinship between Alex and Joseph shall prevail, unyielding in the face of adversity. ©Prince Martin #Sad_Status #twins #brothers #Brother #Love

Santosh Jangam

+ Follow

Related StoriesReport Abuse Copy Text

**"Tranquil Tempest "** Restless mind, body seeks calm, Each moment besieged, peace is a balm. Thoughts whirl, storms within, Seeking solace, where to begin? Yearning for peace, shackles bound tight, Past moments haunt, future's plight. Taming the mind, a fleeting quest, Breath held in fear, heart in unrest. Lost in the maze, footsteps stray, Body weary, soul in disarray. Restless mind, seeking repose, In the storm's eye, tranquility rose. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem "Tranquil Tempest" is to find inner peace amidst life's chaos.

**"Tranquil Tempest "** Restless mind, body seeks calm, Each moment besieged, peace is a balm. Thoughts whirl, storms within, Seeking solace, where to begin? Yearning for peace, shackles bound tight, Past moments haunt, future's plight. Taming the mind, a fleeting quest, Breath held in fear, heart in unrest. Lost in the maze, footsteps stray, Body weary, soul in disarray. Restless mind, seeking repose, In the storm's eye, tranquility rose. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem "Tranquil Tempest" is to find inner peace amidst life's chaos.

Santosh Jangam

+ Follow

Related StoriesReport Abuse Copy Text

"Fading Light" Dim light, love near, silent tears fall. Half a year lost, a love's broken wall. Reaching hand, met with empty space. Her coldness, a wound on his heart's embrace. Yearning touch, a withdrawn embrace. Love's vow fades, lost in night's chase. Flickering flame, a heart's silent plea. Love once soared, now struggles to be. Desolate nights, lost in despair's hold. Love's fire wanes, a story untold. Duty binds, to hearts yet to break. Laughter's echo, for a love's sweet sake. Staying or leaving, a love's slow demise. Can hope's embers still ignite love's skies? ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem "Fading Light" highlights the fading of love over time and the potential for rekindling if efforts are made to nurture the re

"Fading Light" Dim light, love near, silent tears fall. Half a year lost, a love's broken wall. Reaching hand, met with empty space. Her coldness, a wound on his heart's embrace. Yearning touch, a withdrawn embrace. Love's vow fades, lost in night's chase. Flickering flame, a heart's silent plea. Love once soared, now struggles to be. Desolate nights, lost in despair's hold. Love's fire wanes, a story untold. Duty binds, to hearts yet to break. Laughter's echo, for a love's sweet sake. Staying or leaving, a love's slow demise. Can hope's embers still ignite love's skies? ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem "Fading Light" highlights the fading of love over time and the potential for rekindling if efforts are made to nurture the re

Schizology

+ Follow

Related StoriesReport Abuse Copy Text

The trashcan in the kitchen (prompt from another app) The trashcan in the kitchen Has an important job to do Keeping messes in order And preventing odours too It sits quietly all the time Never complaining ever Is always available to use We must always remember It doesn't require payment It will never need to be fed Just calmly opens any time And it will never need a bed We neglect our trashcans We don't care too properly They exist to serves us well At least let us make it happy ©Schizology The trashcan in the kitchen #prompt #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #trashcan

The trashcan in the kitchen (prompt from another app) The trashcan in the kitchen Has an important job to do Keeping messes in order And preventing odours too It sits quietly all the time Never complaining ever Is always available to use We must always remember It doesn't require payment It will never need to be fed Just calmly opens any time And it will never need a bed We neglect our trashcans We don't care too properly They exist to serves us well At least let us make it happy ©Schizology The trashcan in the kitchen #prompt #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #trashcan