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Abhi

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Unsplash प्रेम की छांव तेरी बाहों की छांव में, मिला मुझे सुकून, जैसे तपते रेगिस्तान को, मिल जाए चांदनी धून। तेरे साथ हर ग़म भी, खुशियों सा लगता है, जैसे सूखा पेड़ भी, फिर से हरा हो उठता है। तेरा नाम दिल की धड़कन में समाया है, हर सांस ने तेरा ही गीत गुनगुनाया है। दूरी चाहे जितनी हो, दिल पास रहता है, तेरे बिना भी तेरा अहसास रहता है। यह प्यार ही तो है, जो हर दर्द भुला देता है, हर टूटे सपने को, फिर से सजा देता है। इस प्रेम की छांव में, जीवन गुजर जाए, तू मेरा हो, मैं तेरा, बस यही बस जाए। ©Abhi #lovelife #love #poem

Unsplash प्रेम की छांव तेरी बाहों की छांव में, मिला मुझे सुकून, जैसे तपते रेगिस्तान को, मिल जाए चांदनी धून। तेरे साथ हर ग़म भी, खुशियों सा लगता है, जैसे सूखा पेड़ भी, फिर से हरा हो उठता है। तेरा नाम दिल की धड़कन में समाया है, हर सांस ने तेरा ही गीत गुनगुनाया है। दूरी चाहे जितनी हो, दिल पास रहता है, तेरे बिना भी तेरा अहसास रहता है। यह प्यार ही तो है, जो हर दर्द भुला देता है, हर टूटे सपने को, फिर से सजा देता है। इस प्रेम की छांव में, जीवन गुजर जाए, तू मेरा हो, मैं तेरा, बस यही बस जाए। ©Abhi #lovelife #love #poem

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बिना मिले ही जीने के सहारे ढूंढ लेती हैं , ये इश्क़ की कश्ती है साहब किनारे ढूंढ लेती है।❤ ©pandeyji #poem love love quotes love shayari quote of love

बिना मिले ही जीने के सहारे ढूंढ लेती हैं , ये इश्क़ की कश्ती है साहब किनारे ढूंढ लेती है।❤ ©pandeyji #poem love love quotes love shayari quote of love

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White Jiska man ka bhav saccha hota hai uska har kam achha hota hai ©Sr11 #love_shayari #Shayari #Love #Life #poem #poem

White Jiska man ka bhav saccha hota hai uska har kam achha hota hai ©Sr11 #love_shayari #Shayari #Love #Life #poem #poem

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White नाभिषेको न संस्कारः सिंहस्य क्रियते वने । विक्रमार्जितसत्तवस्य स्वयमेव मृगेन्द्रता ।। There is no sanskar (ceremony) held to declare that the lion is the king of forest. He becomes king by his own merits and heroism. ©MRohit #Shlok #Bhakti #bhagwatgeeta #Deep #Meaning

White नाभिषेको न संस्कारः सिंहस्य क्रियते वने । विक्रमार्जितसत्तवस्य स्वयमेव मृगेन्द्रता ।। There is no sanskar (ceremony) held to declare that the lion is the king of forest. He becomes king by his own merits and heroism. ©MRohit #Shlok #Bhakti #bhagwatgeeta #Deep #Meaning

Anagha Ukaskar

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White It's funnier because it's coming from me Everyone knows I don't deserve the love On this red elegant carpet of beauty There is zero value of a curve But still, dear you, oh my beloved If this has reached your lovely hands I hope you read it to the very end Where the last word eagerly stands You ask me what did I ever want? Holding hands? Hours of time? I do not remember wishing for these Even for a person to call "mine" I do not remember talking about love As much as I have ever written I do not find myself wondering about love Or what my near future has gotten But if you really exist in that world And made it to the future I write about I am sure you had a long journey From east to west, and north to south If we exist, if I have become better I hope that now I am more lovable I hope we go on the night walks And chat a lot on the dining table I hope there are stars, and they shine When the night turns blue for us And all you have to do is bring a flower Whenever I make a little fuss A cup of coffee, I won't ask for much, When I'm beside window, filling the pages I am sure I will do the same for you, When the life puts us on the tough stages Together, it will be easier to conquer If there really is such a future Until then, I must keep thinking about you And write you poetries, it's human nature And know that it took me hours to write I paused a lot to cry out loud As it took years for you, too, To notice me in the nonexistent crowd ©Anagha Ukaskar #Sad_Status #Love #Nojoto #poem

White It's funnier because it's coming from me Everyone knows I don't deserve the love On this red elegant carpet of beauty There is zero value of a curve But still, dear you, oh my beloved If this has reached your lovely hands I hope you read it to the very end Where the last word eagerly stands You ask me what did I ever want? Holding hands? Hours of time? I do not remember wishing for these Even for a person to call "mine" I do not remember talking about love As much as I have ever written I do not find myself wondering about love Or what my near future has gotten But if you really exist in that world And made it to the future I write about I am sure you had a long journey From east to west, and north to south If we exist, if I have become better I hope that now I am more lovable I hope we go on the night walks And chat a lot on the dining table I hope there are stars, and they shine When the night turns blue for us And all you have to do is bring a flower Whenever I make a little fuss A cup of coffee, I won't ask for much, When I'm beside window, filling the pages I am sure I will do the same for you, When the life puts us on the tough stages Together, it will be easier to conquer If there really is such a future Until then, I must keep thinking about you And write you poetries, it's human nature And know that it took me hours to write I paused a lot to cry out loud As it took years for you, too, To notice me in the nonexistent crowd ©Anagha Ukaskar #Sad_Status #Love #Nojoto #poem