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Era Sharma

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White (वक्त का पहिया ) वक्त ने एक दिन बड़े इतराते हुए मेरे पास आ कर कहा... देखो तुम्हे पल भर मे कहां से कहां ला कर खड़ा कर दिया। ©Era Sharma #Sad_shayri #my #poem #Time

White (वक्त का पहिया ) वक्त ने एक दिन बड़े इतराते हुए मेरे पास आ कर कहा... देखो तुम्हे पल भर मे कहां से कहां ला कर खड़ा कर दिया। ©Era Sharma #Sad_shayri #my #poem #Time

Ramnik

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White When we find faults with our bodies (esp for women), we disrespect, hurt GoD. Body is not just a slin, flesh. It our emotions, our soul..Just a part like curly hair, face with pimples reduce our value. Are, we really that cheap, inexpensive. No, we are very precious. Our value is in billions of rupees.. तो बस कर ना। क्यों शरीर कुछ कामिया, किसे के दो रूखे शब्दो से -खुद के मासूम दिल को, खुद को सजा दे रहे हो, खुद से नफरत कर रहे हो। अगर कुछ नहीं पसंद खुद के बारे में, तो कुछ अच्छा होगा तो उसके लिए खुद प्यार भी तो कर सकते हो। ©Ramnik #self value

White When we find faults with our bodies (esp for women), we disrespect, hurt GoD. Body is not just a slin, flesh. It our emotions, our soul..Just a part like curly hair, face with pimples reduce our value. Are, we really that cheap, inexpensive. No, we are very precious. Our value is in billions of rupees.. तो बस कर ना। क्यों शरीर कुछ कामिया, किसे के दो रूखे शब्दो से -खुद के मासूम दिल को, खुद को सजा दे रहे हो, खुद से नफरत कर रहे हो। अगर कुछ नहीं पसंद खुद के बारे में, तो कुछ अच्छा होगा तो उसके लिए खुद प्यार भी तो कर सकते हो। ©Ramnik #self value

seema PainuliRaturi

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White jab hum akele hua krte the tb barbaad hua krte the jab tum zindagi mein aaye tb bhi barbaad hi hai zindagi k 2 pehlu mein dhal to gye jb nhi the 2 rishto k bich tb bhi barbaad hi the or ab bhi barbaad hi hai.... mtlb ye hai ki sukoon dhundne kha jaye jb tk khud k hisab se jeena suru nhi kiya khud k mn ka kehna suru nhi kiya tb tk to barbaad hi hai barbaad hi rehnge.... ©seema PainuliRaturi #waste of time

White jab hum akele hua krte the tb barbaad hua krte the jab tum zindagi mein aaye tb bhi barbaad hi hai zindagi k 2 pehlu mein dhal to gye jb nhi the 2 rishto k bich tb bhi barbaad hi the or ab bhi barbaad hi hai.... mtlb ye hai ki sukoon dhundne kha jaye jb tk khud k hisab se jeena suru nhi kiya khud k mn ka kehna suru nhi kiya tb tk to barbaad hi hai barbaad hi rehnge.... ©seema PainuliRaturi #waste of time

Santosh Jangam

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"The Call of the Village" Village whispers, memories sweet, City's chaos, heart's retreat. Fields of gold, childhood's play, Urban rush, dreams in fray. Village breeze, soul's reprieve, City's grip, can't deceive. Neighbor's love, like kin's embrace, Village's pull, a timeless grace. In city's maze, longing's sigh, Village's call, like a lullaby. Nature's hymn, in fields I'll soar, Village's embrace, forevermore. Village paths, where dreams ignite, City's glare, dims their light. Rustling leaves, a gentle hum, City's roar, a deafening drum. Village nights, stars alight, City's skyline, blocks the sight. Simple joys, in village's fold, City's grip, a story untold. Village laughter, echoes pure, City's rush, dreams obscure. In village's heart, I find my song, City's pull, it won't be long. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem's moral underscores the enduring value of rural simplicity and the importance of staying connected to one's roots amidst the

"The Call of the Village" Village whispers, memories sweet, City's chaos, heart's retreat. Fields of gold, childhood's play, Urban rush, dreams in fray. Village breeze, soul's reprieve, City's grip, can't deceive. Neighbor's love, like kin's embrace, Village's pull, a timeless grace. In city's maze, longing's sigh, Village's call, like a lullaby. Nature's hymn, in fields I'll soar, Village's embrace, forevermore. Village paths, where dreams ignite, City's glare, dims their light. Rustling leaves, a gentle hum, City's roar, a deafening drum. Village nights, stars alight, City's skyline, blocks the sight. Simple joys, in village's fold, City's grip, a story untold. Village laughter, echoes pure, City's rush, dreams obscure. In village's heart, I find my song, City's pull, it won't be long. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem's moral underscores the enduring value of rural simplicity and the importance of staying connected to one's roots amidst the

Adesh K Arjun

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While We Are Busy Imparting Knowledge To The World, The Values Of Our Home Were Lost. ©Adesh K Arjun #Value

While We Are Busy Imparting Knowledge To The World, The Values Of Our Home Were Lost. ©Adesh K Arjun #Value