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**Mumbai - City of Dreams** Mumbai awakens, the city breathes, Dreams on paths with danger beneath. From Dharavi to Nariman's gleam, Untold tales, civilization's dream. Buildings rise in ornate display, Urban jungle where dreams hold sway. Local's rhythm, moral song, Crowded streets where throngs belong. World's allure, grand attraction, Dreams take flight, new friction. Feast of flavors, grand and small, Alleys to stars, we taste it all. Festivals with glee, celebrated, Small India, joy unabated. Stars shine bright, industries rise, Winds of wealth and power surmise. Navratri Ganesh, Dahi-Handi arrival, Drums and dance in revival. Sea swells, shore so wide, In waves, love does reside. Bearing storms, countless chests, Backbone strong, never rests. Truth and illusion blend each day, Mumbai's rhythm, tale that stays. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem portrays Mumbai's contrasting realities: dreams and struggles, tradition and change. It suggests Mumbai is a city of opportun

**Mumbai - City of Dreams** Mumbai awakens, the city breathes, Dreams on paths with danger beneath. From Dharavi to Nariman's gleam, Untold tales, civilization's dream. Buildings rise in ornate display, Urban jungle where dreams hold sway. Local's rhythm, moral song, Crowded streets where throngs belong. World's allure, grand attraction, Dreams take flight, new friction. Feast of flavors, grand and small, Alleys to stars, we taste it all. Festivals with glee, celebrated, Small India, joy unabated. Stars shine bright, industries rise, Winds of wealth and power surmise. Navratri Ganesh, Dahi-Handi arrival, Drums and dance in revival. Sea swells, shore so wide, In waves, love does reside. Bearing storms, countless chests, Backbone strong, never rests. Truth and illusion blend each day, Mumbai's rhythm, tale that stays. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem portrays Mumbai's contrasting realities: dreams and struggles, tradition and change. It suggests Mumbai is a city of opportun

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When we let others hold the pen of our dreams, we become characters in their story, not authors of our own. ©Srinivas When we let others hold the pen of our dreams, we become characters in their story, not authors of our own.

When we let others hold the pen of our dreams, we become characters in their story, not authors of our own. ©Srinivas When we let others hold the pen of our dreams, we become characters in their story, not authors of our own.

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White We were fond of dancing and they were fond of making us dance to their tunes ©DILEEP RAJ AHIRWAR #Sad_Status We were fond of dancing and they were fond of making us dance to their tunes

White We were fond of dancing and they were fond of making us dance to their tunes ©DILEEP RAJ AHIRWAR #Sad_Status We were fond of dancing and they were fond of making us dance to their tunes

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"Eternal Teacher" In the classroom, laughter rings, She guides with wisdom's wings. Patience vast, love's gentle flow, Her legacy, forever aglow. In her footsteps, we now tread, Honoring the words she said. Her love, a bond that never breaks, In our hearts, her light awakes. With reverence, we carry on, Her teachings, a lifelong song. In her memory, we find our way, Forever grateful, come what may. ©Santosh Jangam #poem "Eternal Teacher" is the lasting impact of dedicated educators, emphasizing the importance of their patience, love, and wisdom in gui

"Eternal Teacher" In the classroom, laughter rings, She guides with wisdom's wings. Patience vast, love's gentle flow, Her legacy, forever aglow. In her footsteps, we now tread, Honoring the words she said. Her love, a bond that never breaks, In our hearts, her light awakes. With reverence, we carry on, Her teachings, a lifelong song. In her memory, we find our way, Forever grateful, come what may. ©Santosh Jangam #poem "Eternal Teacher" is the lasting impact of dedicated educators, emphasizing the importance of their patience, love, and wisdom in gui

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White NEVER GIVE UP ON LIFE, IT ALWAYS TRIES TO TEST US. ©person #SAD i have a challenge Control three types of emotions: first anger and second happiness and third sadness. FEELING ARE TEMPORARY

White NEVER GIVE UP ON LIFE, IT ALWAYS TRIES TO TEST US. ©person #SAD i have a challenge Control three types of emotions: first anger and second happiness and third sadness. FEELING ARE TEMPORARY

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"Inner Dreams" "In twilight's hush, I softly call, Heart's whispers, yet to forestall. Love's gaze dims the azure skies, Dreams entwine, as stars arise. Reflections sought in mirrors' gleam, Identity found in love's redeem. Fragrant memories, unseen bloom, Night's embrace, in silent room. Your essence lingers, in embrace untold, Yearning echoes, in heart's hold. How to articulate, this void so vast? World's waves crash, in longing's grasp." ©Santosh Jangam #"Inner Dreams" The moral of the ghazal: Love transcends distance and time, sustaining us through longing and solitude.

"Inner Dreams" "In twilight's hush, I softly call, Heart's whispers, yet to forestall. Love's gaze dims the azure skies, Dreams entwine, as stars arise. Reflections sought in mirrors' gleam, Identity found in love's redeem. Fragrant memories, unseen bloom, Night's embrace, in silent room. Your essence lingers, in embrace untold, Yearning echoes, in heart's hold. How to articulate, this void so vast? World's waves crash, in longing's grasp." ©Santosh Jangam #"Inner Dreams" The moral of the ghazal: Love transcends distance and time, sustaining us through longing and solitude.