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I don't know how But i only understand the concepts only in the last minute Hello Resties! ❤️ We are back with another #rzdearcharacters Last minute studies are everyone's guilty pleasure 😌 There's nothing like co

I don't know how But i only understand the concepts only in the last minute Hello Resties! ❤️ We are back with another #rzdearcharacters Last minute studies are everyone's guilty pleasure 😌 There's nothing like co

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You are the only thing that help us pass the tough time... Hello Resties! ❤️ We are back with another #rzdearcharacters Last minute studies are everyone's guilty pleasure 😌 There's nothing like co

You are the only thing that help us pass the tough time... Hello Resties! ❤️ We are back with another #rzdearcharacters Last minute studies are everyone's guilty pleasure 😌 There's nothing like co

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The world is full of tales. Waiting to be told. You just need to see them in a crowd. And be their words. A Bus Journey by Suranya🦋 Remember that girl sitting quietly in the bus? Probably she is troubled with how she will reveal her marks to her

The world is full of tales. Waiting to be told. You just need to see them in a crowd. And be their words. A Bus Journey by Suranya🦋 Remember that girl sitting quietly in the bus? Probably she is troubled with how she will reveal her marks to her

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"What's that oblivion?" ........ What is that state of oblivion ? Where the heart calls , tempts , wishes to advocate the soul Yet the mind loves to neglect all it

"What's that oblivion?" ........ What is that state of oblivion ? Where the heart calls , tempts , wishes to advocate the soul Yet the mind loves to neglect all it

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True beauty is best celebrated, not in how often you pause to capture it, but how often you just let it be. Like the sunset for which the religious mind searches for the artist, while the spiritual heart just absorbs the painting. #smimano Be to the village. See the fields bathed in sunshine and the murmuring stream cutting across. The ladies of the household up by

True beauty is best celebrated, not in how often you pause to capture it, but how often you just let it be. Like the sunset for which the religious mind searches for the artist, while the spiritual heart just absorbs the painting. #smimano Be to the village. See the fields bathed in sunshine and the murmuring stream cutting across. The ladies of the household up by

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asteroid 2012~ I heard the world was to end in 2012 by an asteroid and now I ask myself, if that were to happen today or tomorrow,

asteroid 2012~ I heard the world was to end in 2012 by an asteroid and now I ask myself, if that were to happen today or tomorrow,

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(Read Caption) I don't know how my ringtone sounds like coz my phone is always on silent mode but that doesn't mean I don't see messages and missed calls

(Read Caption) I don't know how my ringtone sounds like coz my phone is always on silent mode but that doesn't mean I don't see messages and missed calls

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HAPPY WORLD POETRY DAY A LOOK AT LIFE-95 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY POETRY Poetry is a beautiful dream In a sleepless summer night That comes with a smile When you are silently dozing Poetry is the hope in the eyes Of someone terminally ill Poetry is a ray of light Amidst darkness, frustration and apathy Poetry is life That puts death at bay Poetry is the eternal spring that drives The hot summer away Poetry is the beauty of childhood The spirit of youth and stay of old age Poetry is that unusual summer shower That drenches your body and mind When you feel exhausted and out of the world Poetry is mother's lap And father's shadow Sister's rakhi on your hand Friend's heart, brother's love and concern The voice of Bulbul in a dry desert Poetry is a lovely pair of eyes That waits for you for hours The quivering lips Locked with yours And the waves of dimples writing The lyric of romance and love Poetry is grace and beauty undefined The eyes of the blind and The voice of the dumb The love of the old man for his wife Their undefined chemistry The passion and feeling that saw them Through the years of their life Poetry is a beautiful garden The beauty of which never fades The perennial stream That never dries up The symphony of love That always murmurs The innate urge that sustains existence Pushes life to fight for its own survival For me, poetry is hard reality A safe pair of hands That never betrays Never plays with my existence Mouth, nose and eyes, My fingers always clean Before they touch my mouth Always at a safe distance My beautiful hands that stood by me All along in moments of happiness and annoyance The need of the time is poetry Health and hygiene Social distancing Lots of guts and common sense Warm water and natural vitamin c To boost the immunity To fight against the virus invading Poetry is the story of mankind Its ebb and tide, fight against circumstances To come to the zenith Poetry is life Its beauty, contradictions and intricacies Poetry is the will, force and Means for survival against all odds Even when the world is struggling against Coronavirus When there is darkness everywhere Poetry as a ray of hope shines in my eyes Holds me, beats in the heart of heart As an ocean of hope, tells me emphatically Go ahead the victory is yours. That which sustains existence Uplifts and fulfils life Takes you to new horizons To different levels of consciousness That which is always with you Irrespective of your situation And state of mind is poetry. That which brings you close to life Faithfully reflects you, your surrounding your joy and anguish is poetry Poetry in not all about love and romance Nature and its beauty, rhythm and rhyme Poetry is living with the reality Accepting life as it is Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty HAPPY WORLD POETRY DAY A LOOK AT LIFE-95 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY POETRY Poetry is a beautiful dream

HAPPY WORLD POETRY DAY A LOOK AT LIFE-95 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY POETRY Poetry is a beautiful dream In a sleepless summer night That comes with a smile When you are silently dozing Poetry is the hope in the eyes Of someone terminally ill Poetry is a ray of light Amidst darkness, frustration and apathy Poetry is life That puts death at bay Poetry is the eternal spring that drives The hot summer away Poetry is the beauty of childhood The spirit of youth and stay of old age Poetry is that unusual summer shower That drenches your body and mind When you feel exhausted and out of the world Poetry is mother's lap And father's shadow Sister's rakhi on your hand Friend's heart, brother's love and concern The voice of Bulbul in a dry desert Poetry is a lovely pair of eyes That waits for you for hours The quivering lips Locked with yours And the waves of dimples writing The lyric of romance and love Poetry is grace and beauty undefined The eyes of the blind and The voice of the dumb The love of the old man for his wife Their undefined chemistry The passion and feeling that saw them Through the years of their life Poetry is a beautiful garden The beauty of which never fades The perennial stream That never dries up The symphony of love That always murmurs The innate urge that sustains existence Pushes life to fight for its own survival For me, poetry is hard reality A safe pair of hands That never betrays Never plays with my existence Mouth, nose and eyes, My fingers always clean Before they touch my mouth Always at a safe distance My beautiful hands that stood by me All along in moments of happiness and annoyance The need of the time is poetry Health and hygiene Social distancing Lots of guts and common sense Warm water and natural vitamin c To boost the immunity To fight against the virus invading Poetry is the story of mankind Its ebb and tide, fight against circumstances To come to the zenith Poetry is life Its beauty, contradictions and intricacies Poetry is the will, force and Means for survival against all odds Even when the world is struggling against Coronavirus When there is darkness everywhere Poetry as a ray of hope shines in my eyes Holds me, beats in the heart of heart As an ocean of hope, tells me emphatically Go ahead the victory is yours. That which sustains existence Uplifts and fulfils life Takes you to new horizons To different levels of consciousness That which is always with you Irrespective of your situation And state of mind is poetry. That which brings you close to life Faithfully reflects you, your surrounding your joy and anguish is poetry Poetry in not all about love and romance Nature and its beauty, rhythm and rhyme Poetry is living with the reality Accepting life as it is Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty HAPPY WORLD POETRY DAY A LOOK AT LIFE-95 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY POETRY Poetry is a beautiful dream

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HAPPY WORLD POETRY DAY A LOOK AT LIFE-95 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY POETRY Poetry is a beautiful dream In a sleepless summer night That comes with a smile When you are silently dozing Poetry is the hope in the eyes Of someone terminally ill Poetry is a ray of light Amidst darkness, frustration and apathy Poetry is life That puts death at bay Poetry is the eternal spring that drives The hot summer away Poetry is the beauty of childhood The spirit of youth and stay of old age Poetry is that unusual summer shower That drenches your body and mind When you feel exhausted and out of the world Poetry is mother's lap And father's shadow Sister's rakhi on your hand Friend's heart, brother's love and concern The voice of Bulbul in a dry desert Poetry is a lovely pair of eyes That waits for you for hours The quivering lips Locked with yours And the waves of dimples writing The lyric of romance and love Poetry is grace and beauty undefined The eyes of the blind and The voice of the dumb The love of the old man for his wife Their undefined chemistry The passion and feeling that saw them Through the years of their life Poetry is a beautiful garden The beauty of which never fades The perennial stream That never dries up The symphony of love That always murmurs The innate urge that sustains existence Pushes life to fight for its own survival For me, poetry is hard reality A safe pair of hands That never betrays Never plays with my existence Mouth, nose and eyes, My fingers always clean Before they touch my mouth Always at a safe distance My beautiful hands that stood by me All along in moments of happiness and annoyance The need of the time is poetry Health and hygiene Social distancing Lots of guts and common sense Warm water and natural vitamin c To boost the immunity To fight against the virus invading Poetry is the story of mankind Its ebb and tide, fight against circumstances To come to the zenith Poetry is life Its beauty, contradictions and intricacies Poetry is the will, force and Means for survival against all odds Even when the world is struggling against Coronavirus When there is darkness everywhere Poetry as a ray of hope shines in my eyes Holds me, beats in the heart of heart As an ocean of hope, tells me emphatically Go ahead the victory is yours. That which sustains existence Uplifts and fulfils life Takes you to new horizons To different levels of consciousness That which is always with you Irrespective of your situation And state of mind is poetry. That which brings you close to life Faithfully reflects you, your surrounding your joy and anguish is poetry Poetry in not all about love and romance Nature and its beauty, rhythm and rhyme Poetry is living with the reality Accepting life as it is Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© #poemHAPPY WORLD POETRY DAY A LOOK AT LIFE-95 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY POETRY Poetry is a beautiful dream

HAPPY WORLD POETRY DAY A LOOK AT LIFE-95 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY POETRY Poetry is a beautiful dream In a sleepless summer night That comes with a smile When you are silently dozing Poetry is the hope in the eyes Of someone terminally ill Poetry is a ray of light Amidst darkness, frustration and apathy Poetry is life That puts death at bay Poetry is the eternal spring that drives The hot summer away Poetry is the beauty of childhood The spirit of youth and stay of old age Poetry is that unusual summer shower That drenches your body and mind When you feel exhausted and out of the world Poetry is mother's lap And father's shadow Sister's rakhi on your hand Friend's heart, brother's love and concern The voice of Bulbul in a dry desert Poetry is a lovely pair of eyes That waits for you for hours The quivering lips Locked with yours And the waves of dimples writing The lyric of romance and love Poetry is grace and beauty undefined The eyes of the blind and The voice of the dumb The love of the old man for his wife Their undefined chemistry The passion and feeling that saw them Through the years of their life Poetry is a beautiful garden The beauty of which never fades The perennial stream That never dries up The symphony of love That always murmurs The innate urge that sustains existence Pushes life to fight for its own survival For me, poetry is hard reality A safe pair of hands That never betrays Never plays with my existence Mouth, nose and eyes, My fingers always clean Before they touch my mouth Always at a safe distance My beautiful hands that stood by me All along in moments of happiness and annoyance The need of the time is poetry Health and hygiene Social distancing Lots of guts and common sense Warm water and natural vitamin c To boost the immunity To fight against the virus invading Poetry is the story of mankind Its ebb and tide, fight against circumstances To come to the zenith Poetry is life Its beauty, contradictions and intricacies Poetry is the will, force and Means for survival against all odds Even when the world is struggling against Coronavirus When there is darkness everywhere Poetry as a ray of hope shines in my eyes Holds me, beats in the heart of heart As an ocean of hope, tells me emphatically Go ahead the victory is yours. That which sustains existence Uplifts and fulfils life Takes you to new horizons To different levels of consciousness That which is always with you Irrespective of your situation And state of mind is poetry. That which brings you close to life Faithfully reflects you, your surrounding your joy and anguish is poetry Poetry in not all about love and romance Nature and its beauty, rhythm and rhyme Poetry is living with the reality Accepting life as it is Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© #poemHAPPY WORLD POETRY DAY A LOOK AT LIFE-95 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY POETRY Poetry is a beautiful dream