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Santosh Jangam

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"Spring's Lament" My beloved spring has bid adieu, Taking my love, my heart's hue. Verdant leaves and blooming grace, In my eyes, serenity's place. Moments blossomed, fragrant plume, Heaven's nectar, earth's perfume. Dewdrops filled my heart anew, Carpeted earth in vibrant hue. Youthful Sun's joy did spread, From every leaf, words were bred. Life's new melodies took form, Music's charm in every storm. Sun, moon, stars in bright array, Dreams forgotten found their way. Emotions bathed in tender light, Memories etched, soul's quiet fight. Spring's departure, lingering pain, Yearning for his touch again. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem uses spring's beauty to depict the fleeting nature of love and joy. It leaves a lingering feeling of loss and yearning.

"Spring's Lament" My beloved spring has bid adieu, Taking my love, my heart's hue. Verdant leaves and blooming grace, In my eyes, serenity's place. Moments blossomed, fragrant plume, Heaven's nectar, earth's perfume. Dewdrops filled my heart anew, Carpeted earth in vibrant hue. Youthful Sun's joy did spread, From every leaf, words were bred. Life's new melodies took form, Music's charm in every storm. Sun, moon, stars in bright array, Dreams forgotten found their way. Emotions bathed in tender light, Memories etched, soul's quiet fight. Spring's departure, lingering pain, Yearning for his touch again. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem uses spring's beauty to depict the fleeting nature of love and joy. It leaves a lingering feeling of loss and yearning.

Srinivas

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True champions are forged in the fire of fierce rivalry, where even a loss is a step towards greatness. ©Srinivas #champion True champions are forged in the fire of fierce rivalry, where even a loss is a step towards greatness.

True champions are forged in the fire of fierce rivalry, where even a loss is a step towards greatness. ©Srinivas #champion True champions are forged in the fire of fierce rivalry, where even a loss is a step towards greatness.

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पता है नू , मेरा 40 हज़ार का नुक्सान हो गया । एक आदमी ने पैसे लिए और, धोखा दे के भाग गया । कैसे लोग हैं यार दुनियां में । गलती शायद मेरी ही है लेकिन पूरी नहीं । भरोसा ही नही कर सकते किसी पे ©TubeLights money loss

पता है नू , मेरा 40 हज़ार का नुक्सान हो गया । एक आदमी ने पैसे लिए और, धोखा दे के भाग गया । कैसे लोग हैं यार दुनियां में । गलती शायद मेरी ही है लेकिन पूरी नहीं । भरोसा ही नही कर सकते किसी पे ©TubeLights money loss

HintsOfHeart.

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On the tree of love, she is a flower of grief with a bruise; Her soul is an ocean, its shore her rhythm and different blues. ©HintsOfHeart. #A flower of grief.

On the tree of love, she is a flower of grief with a bruise; Her soul is an ocean, its shore her rhythm and different blues. ©HintsOfHeart. #A flower of grief.

Santosh Jangam

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"Whispers of Longing" In life's melody, she was my moonlit tune, Her departure left the sky marooned. Tears fall silent, washing pain's stain, Lost joy, a bird yearns for rain's gain. Fate's game unseen, where do footsteps go? Fear grips tight, yearning for the past's glow. Moments fleeting, lost in endless flight, Mornings clouded, evenings in twilight. Alone in this journey, only You know, My story unfolds in rhythms that flow. In life's sweet cadence, she was my moon, Her absence echoes, a melancholy tune. ©Santosh Jangam #"Whispers of Longing" The moral of the poem is about accepting change, facing loss, finding solace in the journey, and cherishing the memor

"Whispers of Longing" In life's melody, she was my moonlit tune, Her departure left the sky marooned. Tears fall silent, washing pain's stain, Lost joy, a bird yearns for rain's gain. Fate's game unseen, where do footsteps go? Fear grips tight, yearning for the past's glow. Moments fleeting, lost in endless flight, Mornings clouded, evenings in twilight. Alone in this journey, only You know, My story unfolds in rhythms that flow. In life's sweet cadence, she was my moon, Her absence echoes, a melancholy tune. ©Santosh Jangam #"Whispers of Longing" The moral of the poem is about accepting change, facing loss, finding solace in the journey, and cherishing the memor

Vireka Kemraj

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Since you've been gone, time has become my enemy Minutes pass by like hours, slowly, painfully Since you been gone, all I hear is "at least you have memories" but what good are memories when they can't give me what's been snatched away from me Tired of hearing "be strong".. how can I be When the friend I've shared the greatest part of my years with is no longer part of my lifes journey 😭 😭 😭 ©Vireka Kemraj #vkwrites #vkNojoto #itstrue #friendship #friends #grief #loss #death #journey #fyp 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Since you've been gone, time has become my enemy Minutes pass by like hours, slowly, painfully Since you been gone, all I hear is "at least you have memories" but what good are memories when they can't give me what's been snatched away from me Tired of hearing "be strong".. how can I be When the friend I've shared the greatest part of my years with is no longer part of my lifes journey 😭 😭 😭 ©Vireka Kemraj #vkwrites #vkNojoto #itstrue #friendship #friends #grief #loss #death #journey #fyp 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Rj Ahmad

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ذمہ داریوں کے ہجوم میں جو چیز سب سے پہلے گم ہوتی ہے ، وہ انسان کی اپنی شخصیت ہوتی ہے 🥀🥀🖤 zimaydaryun k hajoom mai jo sab say phele gum hoti hai wo insaan ki apni personality hoti ©Rj Ahmad #loss of personality

ذمہ داریوں کے ہجوم میں جو چیز سب سے پہلے گم ہوتی ہے ، وہ انسان کی اپنی شخصیت ہوتی ہے 🥀🥀🖤 zimaydaryun k hajoom mai jo sab say phele gum hoti hai wo insaan ki apni personality hoti ©Rj Ahmad #loss of personality