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sampankaj 64

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बचपन में खूब दिखते थे मोर... खूब करते थे पीहू पीहू मोर बरसात में कलरव करते मोर पंख फेला कर खूब नाचते मोर संध्या के पल चहकते मोर संगीत का सुर सजाते मोर नाच-नाच कृष्ण का ताज बनाते मोर मन्दिर में रखने को मोरपंखी देते मोर अब कही दिखते नहीं मोर क्योंकि... खो गया बचपन, खो गए मोर।। ©sampankaj 64 कही खो गए मोर... #मोर #Peacock #Nojoto

बचपन में खूब दिखते थे मोर... खूब करते थे पीहू पीहू मोर बरसात में कलरव करते मोर पंख फेला कर खूब नाचते मोर संध्या के पल चहकते मोर संगीत का सुर सजाते मोर नाच-नाच कृष्ण का ताज बनाते मोर मन्दिर में रखने को मोरपंखी देते मोर अब कही दिखते नहीं मोर क्योंकि... खो गया बचपन, खो गए मोर।। ©sampankaj 64 कही खो गए मोर... #मोर #Peacock #Nojoto

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

Schizology

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Whispers of rebellion (A friends poem) You're the right kind of wrong, A tempest in my soul's song Drawing me into the unknown, Where passion and reason have grown An intoxicating symphony of defiance, With you, I find boundless alliance In your chaos, I find my belonging Butterfly Poet ©T.M.F -2024 ©Schizology Whispers of rebellion #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #rhyme #Friend

Whispers of rebellion (A friends poem) You're the right kind of wrong, A tempest in my soul's song Drawing me into the unknown, Where passion and reason have grown An intoxicating symphony of defiance, With you, I find boundless alliance In your chaos, I find my belonging Butterfly Poet ©T.M.F -2024 ©Schizology Whispers of rebellion #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #rhyme #Friend

Santosh Jangam

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"Woman - An Embodiment of Power" Each step she takes, a testament to her power, Wisdom flows from her like a boundless shower. Her heart, vast and serene, a guiding light, In her spirit, freedom takes its flight. Her voice, a melody that resonates strong, Her will, unyielding, against all wrong. A modern woman, forging ahead with grace, Every challenge met, she bravely face. Motherhood's love, a force divine, Strength and compassion in every line. With a heart as vast as the endless sky, She conquers all with a resolute eye. From dawn to dusk, her work never ends, A sculptor of life, where love transcends. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem is to celebrate and acknowledge the empowerment, strength, and contributions of women in society.

"Woman - An Embodiment of Power" Each step she takes, a testament to her power, Wisdom flows from her like a boundless shower. Her heart, vast and serene, a guiding light, In her spirit, freedom takes its flight. Her voice, a melody that resonates strong, Her will, unyielding, against all wrong. A modern woman, forging ahead with grace, Every challenge met, she bravely face. Motherhood's love, a force divine, Strength and compassion in every line. With a heart as vast as the endless sky, She conquers all with a resolute eye. From dawn to dusk, her work never ends, A sculptor of life, where love transcends. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem is to celebrate and acknowledge the empowerment, strength, and contributions of women in society.