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I want a love I want a love that breaks my heart Every time she goes away Every time we're apart I want a love that grips my mind Always in my thoughts In my head there's applause I want a love that internally blows Exploding on contact Like a signed contract I want a love that crumbles mountains Butterflies like earthquakes My adoration it would overtake I want a love that will last forever From this day forward For eternity my heart captured ©Schizology I want a love #love❤ #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #forever

I want a love I want a love that breaks my heart Every time she goes away Every time we're apart I want a love that grips my mind Always in my thoughts In my head there's applause I want a love that internally blows Exploding on contact Like a signed contract I want a love that crumbles mountains Butterflies like earthquakes My adoration it would overtake I want a love that will last forever From this day forward For eternity my heart captured ©Schizology I want a love #love❤ #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #forever

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A Blue Jay On a warm sunny day in a small town Lived a Blue Jay named Barry Bird He lives with his fiance , Patty Jay This is his story , You may have heard On a cool crisp morning Barry awoke A moment later Patty woke up too Barry says to her , Be right back hunny I'm going to get breakfast for you Patty said ok dear I will tidy the nest Off went Barry to search for a meal Patty began cleaning the nest a bit He went to find an early morning deal Barry looked for a treat everywhere He went to the park over by the lake Into the forest he flew but no luck, said There must be something for my mate He went down to the beach and looked Just as he was giving up his eyes went wide A peanut laying on the beach in the open A perfect gift for my soon to be bride He quickly flew down and investigated The peanut was big and plump he seen He picked it up ,flew away ,but was thirsty I need a drink from all the places I've been He sat the peanut down in the grass He went to the edge and took a drink He began daydreaming of her reaction Lost in his mind he started to think Suddenly he jumps and yells oh no! I forgot where I put the peanut He looks and looks where he thought He screams and cries I can't see it An hour passes and he was going to give up He thought she will be so disappointed with me He gathered up himself and began to fly away Just then without knowing what did he see ? His peanut was right in front of him beside a rock He remembered that's where he left it earlier Promptly he picks it up and he flys home fast He didn't want to be much longer to worry her He flys to the nest back in his neighbourhood Patty was worried indeed but happy to see Barry He gives her the peanut and he grins wide For the special one in my life I want to marry.... ©Schizology A Blue Jay #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #story❤ #Bird

A Blue Jay On a warm sunny day in a small town Lived a Blue Jay named Barry Bird He lives with his fiance , Patty Jay This is his story , You may have heard On a cool crisp morning Barry awoke A moment later Patty woke up too Barry says to her , Be right back hunny I'm going to get breakfast for you Patty said ok dear I will tidy the nest Off went Barry to search for a meal Patty began cleaning the nest a bit He went to find an early morning deal Barry looked for a treat everywhere He went to the park over by the lake Into the forest he flew but no luck, said There must be something for my mate He went down to the beach and looked Just as he was giving up his eyes went wide A peanut laying on the beach in the open A perfect gift for my soon to be bride He quickly flew down and investigated The peanut was big and plump he seen He picked it up ,flew away ,but was thirsty I need a drink from all the places I've been He sat the peanut down in the grass He went to the edge and took a drink He began daydreaming of her reaction Lost in his mind he started to think Suddenly he jumps and yells oh no! I forgot where I put the peanut He looks and looks where he thought He screams and cries I can't see it An hour passes and he was going to give up He thought she will be so disappointed with me He gathered up himself and began to fly away Just then without knowing what did he see ? His peanut was right in front of him beside a rock He remembered that's where he left it earlier Promptly he picks it up and he flys home fast He didn't want to be much longer to worry her He flys to the nest back in his neighbourhood Patty was worried indeed but happy to see Barry He gives her the peanut and he grins wide For the special one in my life I want to marry.... ©Schizology A Blue Jay #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #story❤ #Bird

Santosh Jangam

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"Grandmother: A Beacon of Life" Grandmother, a beacon bright, Tales of old, new delight. Nose ring dazzling, grand tilaka, Amber hair, gajra adorned. Love like nectar, joy assured, In her embrace, warmth secured. Culinary artist, dishes grand, Delectable treats by her hand. Hide-and-seek, joy and care, Her warm hug dispels despair. Equal love, deep and true, Cultural treasures, wisdom too. Endless stories, spirit high, Aching back, reaching sky. In grandchildren, delight found, Heartwarming treats all around. Childhood glee, love imparted, Her wish, life well-charted. Grandma's love, a shining light, Blessing us, lifting life. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem celebrates the special bond between a grandmother and her grandchildren. It highlights her love, care, and guidance, making h

"Grandmother: A Beacon of Life" Grandmother, a beacon bright, Tales of old, new delight. Nose ring dazzling, grand tilaka, Amber hair, gajra adorned. Love like nectar, joy assured, In her embrace, warmth secured. Culinary artist, dishes grand, Delectable treats by her hand. Hide-and-seek, joy and care, Her warm hug dispels despair. Equal love, deep and true, Cultural treasures, wisdom too. Endless stories, spirit high, Aching back, reaching sky. In grandchildren, delight found, Heartwarming treats all around. Childhood glee, love imparted, Her wish, life well-charted. Grandma's love, a shining light, Blessing us, lifting life. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem celebrates the special bond between a grandmother and her grandchildren. It highlights her love, care, and guidance, making h

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Like a light You're like a light in the dark You are sight to behold You unintentionally left your mark Your beauty is glamorously bold You're just like a ripple in time You make things happen often You are a miracle that is fine You make my heart start to soften You are special and so unique You make the sun rise each morning You make me curious to speak You are anything but boring ©Schizology Like a light #Light #love❤ #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Like a light You're like a light in the dark You are sight to behold You unintentionally left your mark Your beauty is glamorously bold You're just like a ripple in time You make things happen often You are a miracle that is fine You make my heart start to soften You are special and so unique You make the sun rise each morning You make me curious to speak You are anything but boring ©Schizology Like a light #Light #love❤ #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Santosh Jangam

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"Monsoon Magic" Green embrace, beauty rare, Drenched saree, with tender care. Deep breaths, pure delight, Dreamlike moment, holding tight. Raindrops whisper, time stands still, World aglow, on her window sill. Breeze caresses, fleeting dream, Who is she? A monsoon gleam. Apsara's grace, stars ignite, Enchanting presence, bathed in light. Nature's touch, maiden fair, Words fall short, beauty beyond compare. Rain god smiles, promise untold, "I'll return," whispers brave and bold. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem paints a vivid picture of a beautiful woman enjoying a monsoon shower, highlighting the beauty of nature and the fleeting nat

"Monsoon Magic" Green embrace, beauty rare, Drenched saree, with tender care. Deep breaths, pure delight, Dreamlike moment, holding tight. Raindrops whisper, time stands still, World aglow, on her window sill. Breeze caresses, fleeting dream, Who is she? A monsoon gleam. Apsara's grace, stars ignite, Enchanting presence, bathed in light. Nature's touch, maiden fair, Words fall short, beauty beyond compare. Rain god smiles, promise untold, "I'll return," whispers brave and bold. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem paints a vivid picture of a beautiful woman enjoying a monsoon shower, highlighting the beauty of nature and the fleeting nat

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"Starry Tales" A bond so pure, like sky and stars, Where laughter echoes, breaking jars. Hand in hand, they roam at night, Beneath the moon’s soft, gentle light. Through starry realms, they wander far, Catching dreams, a precious spar. Tales they share, with endless glee, In childhood’s world, wild and free. Their bond, a fortress strong and true, Old stories told, but ever new. Her laughter bright, a joyful cheer, Embracing all, so close and near. Back to youth, they gently roam, In sunlight’s warmth, they find their home. Love’s tender touch, their spirits raise, A bond reborn in heaven’s gaze. Hearts entwined, souls in flight, In this bond, bathed in light. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem celebrates the special bond between a grandfather and granddaughter. It highlights the power of love, storytelling, and share

"Starry Tales" A bond so pure, like sky and stars, Where laughter echoes, breaking jars. Hand in hand, they roam at night, Beneath the moon’s soft, gentle light. Through starry realms, they wander far, Catching dreams, a precious spar. Tales they share, with endless glee, In childhood’s world, wild and free. Their bond, a fortress strong and true, Old stories told, but ever new. Her laughter bright, a joyful cheer, Embracing all, so close and near. Back to youth, they gently roam, In sunlight’s warmth, they find their home. Love’s tender touch, their spirits raise, A bond reborn in heaven’s gaze. Hearts entwined, souls in flight, In this bond, bathed in light. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem celebrates the special bond between a grandfather and granddaughter. It highlights the power of love, storytelling, and share

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A bit of me I don't swear often , if at all I don't cuss ever , not the least I hold the door for people I say thank you and please My sense of humour is a bit odd I make fun of different words Most of my jokes are quite silly Some might say they're absurd Nature photos I love to take Birds , plants and animals of all kinds The moon , stars and sun too These are the best to photo I find I like fruits and vegetables and stuff Grains , nuts , and beans on my plate I drink milk and eat eggs and pancakes I think all of these things taste great Listening to music is my favourite thing All day and all night the tunes play Ever since I can remember I've had a radio I would not have it any other way ©Schizology A bit of me #me #bit #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #rhyme

A bit of me I don't swear often , if at all I don't cuss ever , not the least I hold the door for people I say thank you and please My sense of humour is a bit odd I make fun of different words Most of my jokes are quite silly Some might say they're absurd Nature photos I love to take Birds , plants and animals of all kinds The moon , stars and sun too These are the best to photo I find I like fruits and vegetables and stuff Grains , nuts , and beans on my plate I drink milk and eat eggs and pancakes I think all of these things taste great Listening to music is my favourite thing All day and all night the tunes play Ever since I can remember I've had a radio I would not have it any other way ©Schizology A bit of me #me #bit #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #rhyme

The Kane

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White मोबाइल पर पढ़ते बच्चे ऐसे आगे बढ़ते बच्चे बिना परीक्षा अगली कक्षा घर बैठे ही चढ़ते बच्चे बिना संग मित्रों में खेले नई जिंदगी गढ़ते बच्चे खोया बचपन, दोष समूचा कोरोना पर मढ़ते बच्चे ©The Kane #poem

White मोबाइल पर पढ़ते बच्चे ऐसे आगे बढ़ते बच्चे बिना परीक्षा अगली कक्षा घर बैठे ही चढ़ते बच्चे बिना संग मित्रों में खेले नई जिंदगी गढ़ते बच्चे खोया बचपन, दोष समूचा कोरोना पर मढ़ते बच्चे ©The Kane #poem

ishant Thakur

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White ह्बायों के रुख से लगता है कि रुखसत हो जाएगी बरसात बेदर्द समां बदलेगा और आँखों से थम जाएगी बरसात . अब जब थम गयी हैं बरसात तो किसान तरसा पानी को बो वैठा हैं इसी आस मे कि अब कब आएगी बरसात . दिल की बगिया को इस मोसम से कोई नहीं रही आस आजाओ तुम इस बे रूखे मोसम में बन के बरसात . चांदनी चादर बन ढक लेती हैं जब गलतफेहमियां हर रात तब सुबह नई किरणों से फिर होती हें खुसिओं की बरसात . सुबह की पहली किरण जब छू लेती हें तेरी बंद पलकें चारों तरफ कलिओं से तेरी खुशबू की हो जाती बरसात . नहा धो कर चमक जाती हर चोटी धोलाधार की जब पश्चिम से बादल गरजते चमकते बनते बरसात ©ishant Thakur prakrti poem #Lake #poem #tranding

White ह्बायों के रुख से लगता है कि रुखसत हो जाएगी बरसात बेदर्द समां बदलेगा और आँखों से थम जाएगी बरसात . अब जब थम गयी हैं बरसात तो किसान तरसा पानी को बो वैठा हैं इसी आस मे कि अब कब आएगी बरसात . दिल की बगिया को इस मोसम से कोई नहीं रही आस आजाओ तुम इस बे रूखे मोसम में बन के बरसात . चांदनी चादर बन ढक लेती हैं जब गलतफेहमियां हर रात तब सुबह नई किरणों से फिर होती हें खुसिओं की बरसात . सुबह की पहली किरण जब छू लेती हें तेरी बंद पलकें चारों तरफ कलिओं से तेरी खुशबू की हो जाती बरसात . नहा धो कर चमक जाती हर चोटी धोलाधार की जब पश्चिम से बादल गरजते चमकते बनते बरसात ©ishant Thakur prakrti poem #Lake #poem #tranding

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White Is this all real? Am I even here? I wish this were a dream, As I feel this way, it seems, But I start to doubt. Feel the air softly touching my feet, Listening to the birds as they sing a beat. With no fear of the unknown, Nothing to stop me from it all, Like I could fly away from here. But I start to doubt. ©Danny Wish upon a star #Night #fullmoon #poem #Doubt #Feeling #love #mystery #self_love #careercoach

White Is this all real? Am I even here? I wish this were a dream, As I feel this way, it seems, But I start to doubt. Feel the air softly touching my feet, Listening to the birds as they sing a beat. With no fear of the unknown, Nothing to stop me from it all, Like I could fly away from here. But I start to doubt. ©Danny Wish upon a star #Night #fullmoon #poem #Doubt #Feeling #love #mystery #self_love #careercoach