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"TRANQUIL NIGHT DREAM Night dream is just a virtual world, Till it is boundless and not bold. A good night dream, Resembles a fresh, white, well toned cream. Sleeping in tranquil night, Aiming to achieve the goal at any height. To get real success in any field, Even night dream works to provide us the courage to yield. In the mind of a stakeholder, Mostly the goal got the platform and support as a strengthened shoulder. Just hardwork and luck can help us achieving aim, Which is just a night dream which has now been achieved and not just fame. -Sahaj Sabharwal -Jammu city, Jammu and Kashmir, India . sahajsabharwal12345@gmail.com +917780977469"

TRANQUIL NIGHT DREAM

Night dream is just a virtual world,
Till it is boundless and not bold.

A good night dream, 
Resembles a fresh, white, well toned cream.

Sleeping in tranquil night,
Aiming to achieve the goal at any height.

To get real success in any field,
Even night dream works to provide us the courage to yield.

In the mind of a stakeholder,
Mostly the goal got the platform and support as a strengthened shoulder.

Just hardwork and luck can help us achieving aim,
Which is just a night dream which has now been achieved and not just fame.

-Sahaj Sabharwal 
-Jammu city, 
Jammu and Kashmir, India .
sahajsabharwal12345@gmail.com
+917780977469

TRANQUIL NIGHT DREAM
Night dream is just a virtual world,
Till it is boundless and not bold.

A good night dream,
Resembles a fresh, white, well toned cream.

Sleeping in tranquil night,

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#Good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good

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"MOTHER   You are my pain curing,  You are my thoughts hearing,  You are my progress rising,  That's why soul of mine is good.. I am trying to be good,  Don't worry I am like developing wood,  Your eye is only on me stood,  That's why soul of mine is good.. Whenever I am being scold,  You are advising me to keep hold,  And not to lose hope on being scold,  That's why soul of mine is good.. I am trying to do my best I could,  But you are behind me & walks to extent you should,  Without your help I was not able to stood,  That's why soul of mine is good.. You are that person who blessed me like a tactor,  You are my bene factor,  And don't let me lose hope,  That's why soul of mine is good.. To score the highest marks,  And to get good remarks You always advised me to do my best,  And after that take some time to rest,  That's why soul of mine is good.. - Sahaj Sabharwal. sahajsabharwal12345@gmail.com +917780977469  Jammu city, Jammu and Kashmir, India.  #NojotoQuote"

MOTHER  

You are my pain curing, 

You are my thoughts hearing, 

You are my progress rising, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


I am trying to be good, 

Don't worry I am like developing wood, 

Your eye is only on me stood, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


Whenever I am being scold, 

You are advising me to keep hold, 

And not to lose hope on being scold, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


I am trying to do my best I could, 

But you are behind me & walks to extent you should, 

Without your help I was not able to stood, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


You are that person who blessed me like a tactor, 

You are my bene factor, 

And don't let me lose hope, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


To score the highest marks, 

And to get good remarks

You always advised me to do my best, 

And after that take some time to rest, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


- Sahaj Sabharwal.

sahajsabharwal12345@gmail.com

+917780977469 

Jammu city, Jammu and Kashmir, India. 


 #NojotoQuote

Mother
MOTHER  

You are my pain curing, 

You are my thoughts hearing, 

You are my progress rising, 

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"The time I entered the halll The first night was shining like of gold, A place where I was decided to grow old The colours dull in and out, As the ghosts roam around and about. The second night was like a kiss on a cheek, Gentle and soft, yet, beautiful and sweet. It held my fears, but also played with them, Like it was a billionaire and I was a gem. The third night echoed the loudest screams, Shots of guns and horrible dreams. I thought of fire by a burning home,Calm and cool, yet, sad and lone. The fourth night frightened the soul out of me, Darkness and demons and corpses on trees. The whispers of rain in the colourful wood, This night did not do me any good. The fifth night heightened like a ride on the rails, Thunder screamed and windows were pelted with hail. Sweet smell of roses mixed, now, with blood, Lightening in windows and water in a flood. The sixth night got better, yet, scary and soft, Like it was wiser than others, well-taught. It held me in an intimate embrace, And I cried out loud with no grace. The seventh night moaned secrets of the past, About how once little Peggy jumped off at last. It told me secrets about the witches that sleep, Waiting to be woken up from their sleep, so deep. The eighth night taught me that love is no less, Than salt in the flour and rats in a dress. That killing my love was okay and fine,I knew that someday it would come, this time. The ninth night was followed by his angry tears, As he found himself bleeding by the grand stairs. I watched, hoping, hoping to see, That he did after all care a little for me. The tenth night is today; it is dark, it is tall, It stands on the mountains ready to crawl. I await for the screams to escape from my lips, But, right now, I am staring at an eclipse."

The time I entered the halll  
The first night was shining like of gold,
A place where I was decided to grow old
The colours dull in and out,
As the ghosts roam around and about.
The second night was like a kiss on a cheek,
Gentle and soft, yet, beautiful and sweet.
It held my fears, but also played with them,
Like it was a billionaire and I was a gem.
The third night echoed the loudest screams,
Shots of guns and horrible dreams.
I thought of fire by a burning home,Calm and cool, yet, sad and lone.

The fourth night frightened the soul out of me,
Darkness and demons and corpses on trees.
The whispers of rain in the colourful wood,
This night did not do me any good.
The fifth night heightened like a ride on the rails,
Thunder screamed and windows were pelted with hail.
Sweet smell of roses mixed, now, with blood,
Lightening in windows and water in a flood.
The sixth night got better, yet, scary and soft,
Like it was wiser than others, well-taught.
It held me in an intimate embrace,
And I cried out loud with no grace.
The seventh night moaned secrets of the past,
About how once little Peggy jumped off at last.
It told me secrets about the witches that sleep,
Waiting to be woken up from their sleep, so deep.
The eighth night taught me that love is no less,
Than salt in the flour and rats in a dress.
That killing my love was okay and fine,I knew that someday it would come, this time.
The ninth night was followed by his angry tears,
As he found himself bleeding by the grand stairs.
I watched, hoping, hoping to see,
That he did after all care a little for me.
The tenth night is today; it is dark, it is tall,
It stands on the mountains ready to crawl.
I await for the screams to escape from my lips,
But, right now, I am staring at an eclipse.

@hauntedplace
@10daysinhall
#horror
#secondnojoto

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#Good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good

6 Love
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"TRANQUIL NIGHT DREAM Night dream is just a virtual world, Till it is boundless and not bold. A good night dream, Resembles a fresh, white, well toned cream. Sleeping in tranquil night, Aiming to achieve the goal at any height. To get real success in any field, Even night dream works to provide us the courage to yield. In the mind of a stakeholder, Mostly the goal got the platform and support as a strengthened shoulder. Just hardwork and luck can help us achieving aim, Which is just a night dream which has now been achieved and not just fame. -Sahaj Sabharwal -Jammu city, Jammu and Kashmir, India . sahajsabharwal12345@gmail.com +917780977469"

TRANQUIL NIGHT DREAM

Night dream is just a virtual world,
Till it is boundless and not bold.

A good night dream, 
Resembles a fresh, white, well toned cream.

Sleeping in tranquil night,
Aiming to achieve the goal at any height.

To get real success in any field,
Even night dream works to provide us the courage to yield.

In the mind of a stakeholder,
Mostly the goal got the platform and support as a strengthened shoulder.

Just hardwork and luck can help us achieving aim,
Which is just a night dream which has now been achieved and not just fame.

-Sahaj Sabharwal 
-Jammu city, 
Jammu and Kashmir, India .
sahajsabharwal12345@gmail.com
+917780977469

TRANQUIL NIGHT DREAM
Night dream is just a virtual world,
Till it is boundless and not bold.

A good night dream,
Resembles a fresh, white, well toned cream.

Sleeping in tranquil night,

18 Love
2 Share

#Good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good good

11 Love
4 Share

"MOTHER   You are my pain curing,  You are my thoughts hearing,  You are my progress rising,  That's why soul of mine is good.. I am trying to be good,  Don't worry I am like developing wood,  Your eye is only on me stood,  That's why soul of mine is good.. Whenever I am being scold,  You are advising me to keep hold,  And not to lose hope on being scold,  That's why soul of mine is good.. I am trying to do my best I could,  But you are behind me & walks to extent you should,  Without your help I was not able to stood,  That's why soul of mine is good.. You are that person who blessed me like a tactor,  You are my bene factor,  And don't let me lose hope,  That's why soul of mine is good.. To score the highest marks,  And to get good remarks You always advised me to do my best,  And after that take some time to rest,  That's why soul of mine is good.. - Sahaj Sabharwal. sahajsabharwal12345@gmail.com +917780977469  Jammu city, Jammu and Kashmir, India.  #NojotoQuote"

MOTHER  

You are my pain curing, 

You are my thoughts hearing, 

You are my progress rising, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


I am trying to be good, 

Don't worry I am like developing wood, 

Your eye is only on me stood, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


Whenever I am being scold, 

You are advising me to keep hold, 

And not to lose hope on being scold, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


I am trying to do my best I could, 

But you are behind me & walks to extent you should, 

Without your help I was not able to stood, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


You are that person who blessed me like a tactor, 

You are my bene factor, 

And don't let me lose hope, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


To score the highest marks, 

And to get good remarks

You always advised me to do my best, 

And after that take some time to rest, 

That's why soul of mine is good..


- Sahaj Sabharwal.

sahajsabharwal12345@gmail.com

+917780977469 

Jammu city, Jammu and Kashmir, India. 


 #NojotoQuote

Mother
MOTHER  

You are my pain curing, 

You are my thoughts hearing, 

You are my progress rising, 

10 Love
3 Share

"The time I entered the halll The first night was shining like of gold, A place where I was decided to grow old The colours dull in and out, As the ghosts roam around and about. The second night was like a kiss on a cheek, Gentle and soft, yet, beautiful and sweet. It held my fears, but also played with them, Like it was a billionaire and I was a gem. The third night echoed the loudest screams, Shots of guns and horrible dreams. I thought of fire by a burning home,Calm and cool, yet, sad and lone. The fourth night frightened the soul out of me, Darkness and demons and corpses on trees. The whispers of rain in the colourful wood, This night did not do me any good. The fifth night heightened like a ride on the rails, Thunder screamed and windows were pelted with hail. Sweet smell of roses mixed, now, with blood, Lightening in windows and water in a flood. The sixth night got better, yet, scary and soft, Like it was wiser than others, well-taught. It held me in an intimate embrace, And I cried out loud with no grace. The seventh night moaned secrets of the past, About how once little Peggy jumped off at last. It told me secrets about the witches that sleep, Waiting to be woken up from their sleep, so deep. The eighth night taught me that love is no less, Than salt in the flour and rats in a dress. That killing my love was okay and fine,I knew that someday it would come, this time. The ninth night was followed by his angry tears, As he found himself bleeding by the grand stairs. I watched, hoping, hoping to see, That he did after all care a little for me. The tenth night is today; it is dark, it is tall, It stands on the mountains ready to crawl. I await for the screams to escape from my lips, But, right now, I am staring at an eclipse."

The time I entered the halll  
The first night was shining like of gold,
A place where I was decided to grow old
The colours dull in and out,
As the ghosts roam around and about.
The second night was like a kiss on a cheek,
Gentle and soft, yet, beautiful and sweet.
It held my fears, but also played with them,
Like it was a billionaire and I was a gem.
The third night echoed the loudest screams,
Shots of guns and horrible dreams.
I thought of fire by a burning home,Calm and cool, yet, sad and lone.

The fourth night frightened the soul out of me,
Darkness and demons and corpses on trees.
The whispers of rain in the colourful wood,
This night did not do me any good.
The fifth night heightened like a ride on the rails,
Thunder screamed and windows were pelted with hail.
Sweet smell of roses mixed, now, with blood,
Lightening in windows and water in a flood.
The sixth night got better, yet, scary and soft,
Like it was wiser than others, well-taught.
It held me in an intimate embrace,
And I cried out loud with no grace.
The seventh night moaned secrets of the past,
About how once little Peggy jumped off at last.
It told me secrets about the witches that sleep,
Waiting to be woken up from their sleep, so deep.
The eighth night taught me that love is no less,
Than salt in the flour and rats in a dress.
That killing my love was okay and fine,I knew that someday it would come, this time.
The ninth night was followed by his angry tears,
As he found himself bleeding by the grand stairs.
I watched, hoping, hoping to see,
That he did after all care a little for me.
The tenth night is today; it is dark, it is tall,
It stands on the mountains ready to crawl.
I await for the screams to escape from my lips,
But, right now, I am staring at an eclipse.

@hauntedplace
@10daysinhall
#horror
#secondnojoto

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