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Samar Pratap Singh

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White Friendship Either winter ❄⛄or monsoon, spring 🌱🌷🌸or Summer 🌞🏖️, this un sinksble ship, floats forever. This is my only lifeboat, on which I can survive. It is warmer than anything else, and has always helped me to revive ©Samar Rana #sad_shayari Poem on Friendship

White Friendship Either winter ❄⛄or monsoon, spring 🌱🌷🌸or Summer 🌞🏖️, this un sinksble ship, floats forever. This is my only lifeboat, on which I can survive. It is warmer than anything else, and has always helped me to revive ©Samar Rana #sad_shayari Poem on Friendship

Samar Pratap Singh

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White Summer The warmth on my skin, The heat on my face, Humidity in the air, The sweat after a race. Longest days with fun and joy, Is what summer brings. The sky in a brilliant shade of blue, And so many more things. The cold, tingling feeling of the pool, As our skin gives a sigh of relief. Our minds thinking of the lasy days, When nobody is in grief. Thesun shines merrily abov the horizon, Sharing its heart and light. A smile on everybody face ©Samar Rana #emotional_sad_shayari Poem on summer

White Summer The warmth on my skin, The heat on my face, Humidity in the air, The sweat after a race. Longest days with fun and joy, Is what summer brings. The sky in a brilliant shade of blue, And so many more things. The cold, tingling feeling of the pool, As our skin gives a sigh of relief. Our minds thinking of the lasy days, When nobody is in grief. Thesun shines merrily abov the horizon, Sharing its heart and light. A smile on everybody face ©Samar Rana #emotional_sad_shayari Poem on summer

Krishnan

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One day, I bumped into...... One day, I bumped into a stranger in a library who reached the same book, which I was pulling out from the book shelf. Yes, we all see the same situation in movies, but the difference here was that the stranger was neither a woman nor a girl but an elderly man of around 70 years, and the surprising part was that we both pulled the book together. It's neither spiritual nor scientific, and not even literature. It was Mark Twain's classic, "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer." I looked at him and let go of my hands as I said, "I'm sure your grandchild will love it." He slowly turned around, smiled, and placed his hand on my shoulder before responding, "Me too!!! I have read it many times, and the more I read, the more I get younger. And then I walk down into memory lanes to join the adventure at the forest in our native village with my good old friend, just like Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn." I could feel the energy in him as he was describing his childhood days!!! ©Krishnan #Nostalgia #nostalgic #Memories #Relationships #Friendship #memorylane

One day, I bumped into...... One day, I bumped into a stranger in a library who reached the same book, which I was pulling out from the book shelf. Yes, we all see the same situation in movies, but the difference here was that the stranger was neither a woman nor a girl but an elderly man of around 70 years, and the surprising part was that we both pulled the book together. It's neither spiritual nor scientific, and not even literature. It was Mark Twain's classic, "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer." I looked at him and let go of my hands as I said, "I'm sure your grandchild will love it." He slowly turned around, smiled, and placed his hand on my shoulder before responding, "Me too!!! I have read it many times, and the more I read, the more I get younger. And then I walk down into memory lanes to join the adventure at the forest in our native village with my good old friend, just like Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn." I could feel the energy in him as he was describing his childhood days!!! ©Krishnan #Nostalgia #nostalgic #Memories #Relationships #Friendship #memorylane

Kuldeep Singh

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रुकना नहीं है झुकना नहीं है बस भीड़ है डरना नहीं है ©Kuldeep Singh Read poem on my blog, for link check my profile

रुकना नहीं है झुकना नहीं है बस भीड़ है डरना नहीं है ©Kuldeep Singh Read poem on my blog, for link check my profile

Rishi Ranjan

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' तलाश ' ये लेखनी की बातें वो ख्वाबों में मुलाकातें सब तुमसे ही थीं मगर तुमने पहचाना ही नहीं। मैं लिखता रहा तुम पढ़ते रहे मैं कहता रहा तुम सुनते रहे इतना पढ़कर-सुनकर भी तुम पढ़-सुन न सके सब तुम्हारे लिए ही था मगर तुमने अपना माना ही नहीं। ©Rishi Ranjan #talaash #poem #Love

' तलाश ' ये लेखनी की बातें वो ख्वाबों में मुलाकातें सब तुमसे ही थीं मगर तुमने पहचाना ही नहीं। मैं लिखता रहा तुम पढ़ते रहे मैं कहता रहा तुम सुनते रहे इतना पढ़कर-सुनकर भी तुम पढ़-सुन न सके सब तुम्हारे लिए ही था मगर तुमने अपना माना ही नहीं। ©Rishi Ranjan #talaash #poem #Love

Dinesh M

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Just as a candle cannot burn without fire, men cannot live without a spiritual life.” ... ©Dinesh M #Being a firew

Just as a candle cannot burn without fire, men cannot live without a spiritual life.” ... ©Dinesh M #Being a firew

Neha@Nehit_Enola

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जो जैसा दिखता है जरूरी नही की वैसा ही हो, काली दाल के सिर्फ छिलके ही काले होते हैं। ©Neha@Nehit_Enola #Being judgemental

जो जैसा दिखता है जरूरी नही की वैसा ही हो, काली दाल के सिर्फ छिलके ही काले होते हैं। ©Neha@Nehit_Enola #Being judgemental