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Sleep As I'm trying to sleep Thoughts twirl around My mind goes beep At every little sound As I'm laying to rest Thinking goes frantic My brain is a pest It runs very erratic As I'm there relaxing My head goes hay wire Inside there's laughing Rapid and very hyper As I'm counting sheep Hoping to drift away Scenarios begin to seep My imagination at play As I'm wondering when Will my brain shut down I'll be able to sleep then Be back to level ground ©Schizology Sleep #sleep #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Mind

Sleep As I'm trying to sleep Thoughts twirl around My mind goes beep At every little sound As I'm laying to rest Thinking goes frantic My brain is a pest It runs very erratic As I'm there relaxing My head goes hay wire Inside there's laughing Rapid and very hyper As I'm counting sheep Hoping to drift away Scenarios begin to seep My imagination at play As I'm wondering when Will my brain shut down I'll be able to sleep then Be back to level ground ©Schizology Sleep #sleep #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Mind

Shayra

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In the stillness of the night, when all is asleep, I linger alone, in solitude's keep. Nocturnal by fate, not by choice, Yearning for slumber, a silent voice. As others drift off to realms unseen, I'm left with memories, hauntingly keen. Loneliness creeps in, memories unfold, Echoes of lost dreams, stories untold. Oh, how I long to forget, to find sweet reprieve, In the embrace of sleep, my soul to retrieve. But alas, the night stretches on, relentless and deep, And I'm left alone, in the shadows to weep. ©Shayra #Rishta #Night #nocturnal #3amthoughts #thought #poem #sleep #sleepless_nights #sleeplessnights

In the stillness of the night, when all is asleep, I linger alone, in solitude's keep. Nocturnal by fate, not by choice, Yearning for slumber, a silent voice. As others drift off to realms unseen, I'm left with memories, hauntingly keen. Loneliness creeps in, memories unfold, Echoes of lost dreams, stories untold. Oh, how I long to forget, to find sweet reprieve, In the embrace of sleep, my soul to retrieve. But alas, the night stretches on, relentless and deep, And I'm left alone, in the shadows to weep. ©Shayra #Rishta #Night #nocturnal #3amthoughts #thought #poem #sleep #sleepless_nights #sleeplessnights

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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JAI HIND SOMETHING I LOOK AT-109 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY ABHINANDAN Life is all about that moment, for which one lives his whole life, the moment that lifts him, his surrounding and the entire nation to unknown heights That moment comes in the life of a few with whom the whole nation identifies, for whom life has never been a coward's adventure, always a hero's worship in moments of peace and war, prosperity and adversity. That moment comes in his life, who carries on his shoulder the nation, its hopes, dreams and identity, for whom the nation is the only priority, much above love, life, and relationship, pelf, power, family and friendship, appreciation, recognition, misery and hardship. How it feels when the whole nation waits for the hero to arrive? how it feels when one occupies each and every ones mind, thoughts and feelings? how it feels when the nation gives a standing ovation, heart and soul dance in joy and ecstasy when the son of the soil arrives? Is anything more fulfilling than this? does anything stand in comparison and worth this? A hero is a hero, even in the enemy's camp for him nothing but national interest matters. Whatever may be the situation, whoever in front hardly matters, he never loses his poise and stands like a rock. The nation salutes the heroes, whose breath and blood, heart and mind dream, desire and wish are for the nation. Their lives are poetries of dedication, who for us sacrifice their lives and comforts sleep and dream, fancy and wish to let us breathe and relax in peace. Is it not our duty to find the soldier in us, stand by the nation and our brothers and sisters guarding the frontier day and night in sun and shower fighting against hope and despair? Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #thepredator JAI HIND SOMETHING I LOOK AT-109 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY ABHINANDAN Life is all about that moment,

JAI HIND SOMETHING I LOOK AT-109 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY ABHINANDAN Life is all about that moment, for which one lives his whole life, the moment that lifts him, his surrounding and the entire nation to unknown heights That moment comes in the life of a few with whom the whole nation identifies, for whom life has never been a coward's adventure, always a hero's worship in moments of peace and war, prosperity and adversity. That moment comes in his life, who carries on his shoulder the nation, its hopes, dreams and identity, for whom the nation is the only priority, much above love, life, and relationship, pelf, power, family and friendship, appreciation, recognition, misery and hardship. How it feels when the whole nation waits for the hero to arrive? how it feels when one occupies each and every ones mind, thoughts and feelings? how it feels when the nation gives a standing ovation, heart and soul dance in joy and ecstasy when the son of the soil arrives? Is anything more fulfilling than this? does anything stand in comparison and worth this? A hero is a hero, even in the enemy's camp for him nothing but national interest matters. Whatever may be the situation, whoever in front hardly matters, he never loses his poise and stands like a rock. The nation salutes the heroes, whose breath and blood, heart and mind dream, desire and wish are for the nation. Their lives are poetries of dedication, who for us sacrifice their lives and comforts sleep and dream, fancy and wish to let us breathe and relax in peace. Is it not our duty to find the soldier in us, stand by the nation and our brothers and sisters guarding the frontier day and night in sun and shower fighting against hope and despair? Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #thepredator JAI HIND SOMETHING I LOOK AT-109 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY ABHINANDAN Life is all about that moment,