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A late victory is still a victory; the hands of the clock don't hold the final say. ©Srinivas A late victory is still a victory; the hands of the clock don't hold the final say.

A late victory is still a victory; the hands of the clock don't hold the final say. ©Srinivas A late victory is still a victory; the hands of the clock don't hold the final say.

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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

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"Swing of Dreams" Heart swings on dreams, a monsoon's delight, Yearning for you, my love, burns ever bright. Through raven tresses, a path I will trace, Kiss your moonlit face, a gentle embrace. Like a chataka, for the evening I yearn, A bee to your bloom, a love that will burn. Calm the heart's lake, let emotions subside, In your love's embrace, forever reside. Lost in your eyes, the world fades from sight, Will we meet again, in the coming twilight? Shadows may lengthen, birds seek their nest, But in your presence, my soul finds its rest. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem focuses on expressing the intense emotions of longing and attachment due to love. The imagery and metaphors create a vivid pi

"Swing of Dreams" Heart swings on dreams, a monsoon's delight, Yearning for you, my love, burns ever bright. Through raven tresses, a path I will trace, Kiss your moonlit face, a gentle embrace. Like a chataka, for the evening I yearn, A bee to your bloom, a love that will burn. Calm the heart's lake, let emotions subside, In your love's embrace, forever reside. Lost in your eyes, the world fades from sight, Will we meet again, in the coming twilight? Shadows may lengthen, birds seek their nest, But in your presence, my soul finds its rest. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem focuses on expressing the intense emotions of longing and attachment due to love. The imagery and metaphors create a vivid pi

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White Don’t bunt. Aim out of the ballpark. Aim for the company of immortals.” ©priya... deswal From the diary of a CEO❤.

White Don’t bunt. Aim out of the ballpark. Aim for the company of immortals.” ©priya... deswal From the diary of a CEO❤.

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White " A good heart can earn you both love and respect " ©Fayiz Mj #safar Be the owner of a good heart.... ❤️😍

White " A good heart can earn you both love and respect " ©Fayiz Mj #safar Be the owner of a good heart.... ❤️😍

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The mind is a canvas, and every thought a stroke of color; paint it with the hues of learning. ©Srinivas #Mind #Canvas The mind is a canvas, and every thought a stroke of color; paint it with the hues of learning.

The mind is a canvas, and every thought a stroke of color; paint it with the hues of learning. ©Srinivas #Mind #Canvas The mind is a canvas, and every thought a stroke of color; paint it with the hues of learning.

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Stay Focused On The Goal And Make The Past A Lesson. ©Sai Angel Shaayari Stay Focused On The Goal And Make The Past A Lesson.

Stay Focused On The Goal And Make The Past A Lesson. ©Sai Angel Shaayari Stay Focused On The Goal And Make The Past A Lesson.

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Progress whispers quietly in the chaos of struggle. In the noise of a busy day, the quiet progress you make is a symphony of success. ©Srinivas #progress Progress whispers quietly in the chaos of struggle. In the noise of a busy day, the quiet progress you make is a symphony of succe

Progress whispers quietly in the chaos of struggle. In the noise of a busy day, the quiet progress you make is a symphony of success. ©Srinivas #progress Progress whispers quietly in the chaos of struggle. In the noise of a busy day, the quiet progress you make is a symphony of succe

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THE FRAGRANCE OF A PURE HEART IS SENSED EVERYWHERE. ©Sai Angel Shaayari THE FRAGRANCE OF A PURE HEART IS SENSED EVERYWHERE.

THE FRAGRANCE OF A PURE HEART IS SENSED EVERYWHERE. ©Sai Angel Shaayari THE FRAGRANCE OF A PURE HEART IS SENSED EVERYWHERE.