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Shilpa Priya Dash

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Unsplash SHE IS HER She is herself— Neither fake nor fully real, Not like the pain she carries deep, Not like the stain she hides in the creep. She may not be precious, But she is not cheap, And the one within her is no cheat. She cries aloud, Her innocence shatters, While the one inside Searches for the true her. And as the gloomy sky drifts by, She is no more. Yet if you dare to call her a *WHORE Then truth be told— You never loved her before. ©Shilpa Priya Dash #she is her

Unsplash SHE IS HER She is herself— Neither fake nor fully real, Not like the pain she carries deep, Not like the stain she hides in the creep. She may not be precious, But she is not cheap, And the one within her is no cheat. She cries aloud, Her innocence shatters, While the one inside Searches for the true her. And as the gloomy sky drifts by, She is no more. Yet if you dare to call her a *WHORE Then truth be told— You never loved her before. ©Shilpa Priya Dash #she is her

Ajay shakya mp

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White अजीब जुल्म करती हैं तेरी यादें सोचूँ तो बिखर जाऊं ना सोचूं तो किधर जाऊं…! ©Ajay shakya mp #GoodNight shayari sad alone shayari boy attitude shayari shayari on life

White अजीब जुल्म करती हैं तेरी यादें सोचूँ तो बिखर जाऊं ना सोचूं तो किधर जाऊं…! ©Ajay shakya mp #GoodNight shayari sad alone shayari boy attitude shayari shayari on life

Monika Vimal

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Unsplash No One Cares About Me" “All day long,” she whispers softly, “No one cares about me…” Her words echo in the quiet house, Heavy with years of sacrifice. She gave away her children’s childhood, Trading laughter for long hours, Dreams for endless responsibilities. She barely had time to hold them close. Now, the years have passed. Her job is done, but not her burdens. Day by day, she picks up every piece— Sweeping, mending, cooking, Tending to her grandson with tired hands. And yet, no one sees. No one stops to say, "Thank you for all you've done." The weight of invisibility breaks her spirit. She aches not for riches or grandeur, But for a single kind word, A fleeting acknowledgment of her worth, A simple reminder that she is loved. Her heart, exhausted, Longs for tenderness, For someone to say, "Rest now—you’ve done enough." But instead, silence greets her. And all she wants, All she has ever wanted, Is just a little warmth From the ones she sacrificed everything for. ©Monika Vimal #Life #she

Unsplash No One Cares About Me" “All day long,” she whispers softly, “No one cares about me…” Her words echo in the quiet house, Heavy with years of sacrifice. She gave away her children’s childhood, Trading laughter for long hours, Dreams for endless responsibilities. She barely had time to hold them close. Now, the years have passed. Her job is done, but not her burdens. Day by day, she picks up every piece— Sweeping, mending, cooking, Tending to her grandson with tired hands. And yet, no one sees. No one stops to say, "Thank you for all you've done." The weight of invisibility breaks her spirit. She aches not for riches or grandeur, But for a single kind word, A fleeting acknowledgment of her worth, A simple reminder that she is loved. Her heart, exhausted, Longs for tenderness, For someone to say, "Rest now—you’ve done enough." But instead, silence greets her. And all she wants, All she has ever wanted, Is just a little warmth From the ones she sacrificed everything for. ©Monika Vimal #Life #she

Lalit Upadhyay

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Lalit kumar ©Lalit Upadhyay single boy

AKASH KUMAR

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Google क्यूट boy smart boy ©AKASH KUMAR cute boy #cute #boy

Google क्यूट boy smart boy ©AKASH KUMAR cute boy #cute #boy

Vivek Singh

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The innocent boy ©Vivek Singh #Innocent boy

The innocent boy ©Vivek Singh #Innocent boy