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Sun shines in the morning bright which gives the light of joy We forget about nasty all in a gayful way and Enjoy life shattering all the woe As our charming vibes are Strongly woven On the matress of smile well and fine... Ah! An interesting challenge... My sentence is from one of my favorite author, William Blake's poem "JOY" which says, "Joy and woe are woven

Sun shines in the morning bright which gives the light of joy We forget about nasty all in a gayful way and Enjoy life shattering all the woe As our charming vibes are Strongly woven On the matress of smile well and fine... Ah! An interesting challenge... My sentence is from one of my favorite author, William Blake's poem "JOY" which says, "Joy and woe are woven

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I couldn't find the difference YET, But I followed without even KNOWING. I have to choose it wisely, but HOW? Why there are many branches in my WAY... How can I know where those path LEADS? But in this endless road, my life must go ON. I will go where I need TO. And I have to correct myself before choosing a WAY. Line :- Yet knowing how way leads on to way. From the poem 'The road not taken' by Robert Frost. ••Open For All•• 🔸 To the Participants o

I couldn't find the difference YET, But I followed without even KNOWING. I have to choose it wisely, but HOW? Why there are many branches in my WAY... How can I know where those path LEADS? But in this endless road, my life must go ON. I will go where I need TO. And I have to correct myself before choosing a WAY. Line :- Yet knowing how way leads on to way. From the poem 'The road not taken' by Robert Frost. ••Open For All•• 🔸 To the Participants o

Madhu Jain

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I knew about it The phone ranged I went rejecting me many times, I was hearing them after years there was a call, I was happy but they said I have to move abroad atlast vision of my dream came with a good luck knock Bonjour stitchers 🙋🏻 We're back with a new and more challenging challenge! The Golden Shovel poem. Golden Shovel poem is a new and exciti

I knew about it The phone ranged I went rejecting me many times, I was hearing them after years there was a call, I was happy but they said I have to move abroad atlast vision of my dream came with a good luck knock Bonjour stitchers 🙋🏻 We're back with a new and more challenging challenge! The Golden Shovel poem. Golden Shovel poem is a new and exciti

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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. And sorry i couldn't travel both Lines taken from poem" road not taken".

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. And sorry i couldn't travel both Lines taken from poem" road not taken".

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In the Yellow Forest, two paths split, and I was sorry I had to choose one. And I stood alone as a wanderer, looking for a long time as to where this road leads, before turning into clumps; Then I chose another path, equally beautiful, and perhaps even better, because there was more grass and fewer people passed, although people's passing had caused 'the same damage' here. And both were equal that morning, there were no black steps on the leaves. And I kept the first one for the next day! But knowing how the roads lead, I doubted I would ever return. I will say this with a sigh, perhaps centuries from now; Two paths used to divide in a forest, and I chose the shortest path, and that made all the difference. ©S Talks with Shubham Kumar #Morning The Road Not Taken

In the Yellow Forest, two paths split, and I was sorry I had to choose one. And I stood alone as a wanderer, looking for a long time as to where this road leads, before turning into clumps; Then I chose another path, equally beautiful, and perhaps even better, because there was more grass and fewer people passed, although people's passing had caused 'the same damage' here. And both were equal that morning, there were no black steps on the leaves. And I kept the first one for the next day! But knowing how the roads lead, I doubted I would ever return. I will say this with a sigh, perhaps centuries from now; Two paths used to divide in a forest, and I chose the shortest path, and that made all the difference. ©S Talks with Shubham Kumar #Morning The Road Not Taken

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TWO ROADS DIVERGED IN A YELLOW BOOK, AND SORRY I COULD NOT TRAVEL BOTH AND BE ONE TRAVELLER, LONG I STOOD AND LOOKED DOWN ONE AS FAR AS I COULD TO WHERE IT BENT IN THE UNDERGROWTH, ©Vishal #standAlone The road not taken

TWO ROADS DIVERGED IN A YELLOW BOOK, AND SORRY I COULD NOT TRAVEL BOTH AND BE ONE TRAVELLER, LONG I STOOD AND LOOKED DOWN ONE AS FAR AS I COULD TO WHERE IT BENT IN THE UNDERGROWTH, ©Vishal #standAlone The road not taken