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White "kidnapped" She was on the playground, It was the last day of school, Packed the bag with her books, And those memories handful. Then came a Van... They whisked her to highschool. A world of ignorant kids, Carelessness and a broken rule. Then a bus came honking, Dropped her near a college. For the child within her, It was somewhat final stage. Now, it's been a long, long time Since that kid was forced away, To live in a motionless yard, Spending boring, lifeless day. She now depicts painful stories With smile and joyful colours. She is busy, trying to find, What to do with kidult hours. ©Anagha Ukaskar Schools, Colleges increasing their fees makes the title 1000x better ☝🏻🙂 #Animals #School #college #kid #Nojoto #poem

White "kidnapped" She was on the playground, It was the last day of school, Packed the bag with her books, And those memories handful. Then came a Van... They whisked her to highschool. A world of ignorant kids, Carelessness and a broken rule. Then a bus came honking, Dropped her near a college. For the child within her, It was somewhat final stage. Now, it's been a long, long time Since that kid was forced away, To live in a motionless yard, Spending boring, lifeless day. She now depicts painful stories With smile and joyful colours. She is busy, trying to find, What to do with kidult hours. ©Anagha Ukaskar Schools, Colleges increasing their fees makes the title 1000x better ☝🏻🙂 #Animals #School #college #kid #Nojoto #poem

Santosh Jangam

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"Grandmother: A Beacon of Life" Grandmother, a beacon bright, Tales of old, new delight. Nose ring dazzling, grand tilaka, Amber hair, gajra adorned. Love like nectar, joy assured, In her embrace, warmth secured. Culinary artist, dishes grand, Delectable treats by her hand. Hide-and-seek, joy and care, Her warm hug dispels despair. Equal love, deep and true, Cultural treasures, wisdom too. Endless stories, spirit high, Aching back, reaching sky. In grandchildren, delight found, Heartwarming treats all around. Childhood glee, love imparted, Her wish, life well-charted. Grandma's love, a shining light, Blessing us, lifting life. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem celebrates the special bond between a grandmother and her grandchildren. It highlights her love, care, and guidance, making h

"Grandmother: A Beacon of Life" Grandmother, a beacon bright, Tales of old, new delight. Nose ring dazzling, grand tilaka, Amber hair, gajra adorned. Love like nectar, joy assured, In her embrace, warmth secured. Culinary artist, dishes grand, Delectable treats by her hand. Hide-and-seek, joy and care, Her warm hug dispels despair. Equal love, deep and true, Cultural treasures, wisdom too. Endless stories, spirit high, Aching back, reaching sky. In grandchildren, delight found, Heartwarming treats all around. Childhood glee, love imparted, Her wish, life well-charted. Grandma's love, a shining light, Blessing us, lifting life. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem celebrates the special bond between a grandmother and her grandchildren. It highlights her love, care, and guidance, making h

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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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"Starry Tales" A bond so pure, like sky and stars, Where laughter echoes, breaking jars. Hand in hand, they roam at night, Beneath the moon’s soft, gentle light. Through starry realms, they wander far, Catching dreams, a precious spar. Tales they share, with endless glee, In childhood’s world, wild and free. Their bond, a fortress strong and true, Old stories told, but ever new. Her laughter bright, a joyful cheer, Embracing all, so close and near. Back to youth, they gently roam, In sunlight’s warmth, they find their home. Love’s tender touch, their spirits raise, A bond reborn in heaven’s gaze. Hearts entwined, souls in flight, In this bond, bathed in light. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem celebrates the special bond between a grandfather and granddaughter. It highlights the power of love, storytelling, and share

"Starry Tales" A bond so pure, like sky and stars, Where laughter echoes, breaking jars. Hand in hand, they roam at night, Beneath the moon’s soft, gentle light. Through starry realms, they wander far, Catching dreams, a precious spar. Tales they share, with endless glee, In childhood’s world, wild and free. Their bond, a fortress strong and true, Old stories told, but ever new. Her laughter bright, a joyful cheer, Embracing all, so close and near. Back to youth, they gently roam, In sunlight’s warmth, they find their home. Love’s tender touch, their spirits raise, A bond reborn in heaven’s gaze. Hearts entwined, souls in flight, In this bond, bathed in light. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem celebrates the special bond between a grandfather and granddaughter. It highlights the power of love, storytelling, and share

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"Unspoken Tears" Head held high, a hidden fight, Turmoil burns with fading light. Silent tears, a heart's despair, Yearning for solace, a silent prayer. Burdens hidden, a weary soul, No peace for my spirit to make whole. Restless mind in quiet strife, Longing for solitude, a path to life. Life's grand tapestry, choices untold, Bound by ties, yet yearning to unfold. When will this battle fade from sight? Yearning for peace, for eternal light. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem explores inner turmoil rather than offering a direct moral lesson. It focuses on the complexities of emotions and the struggl

"Unspoken Tears" Head held high, a hidden fight, Turmoil burns with fading light. Silent tears, a heart's despair, Yearning for solace, a silent prayer. Burdens hidden, a weary soul, No peace for my spirit to make whole. Restless mind in quiet strife, Longing for solitude, a path to life. Life's grand tapestry, choices untold, Bound by ties, yet yearning to unfold. When will this battle fade from sight? Yearning for peace, for eternal light. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem explores inner turmoil rather than offering a direct moral lesson. It focuses on the complexities of emotions and the struggl

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"Spring's Lament" My beloved spring has bid adieu, Taking my love, my heart's hue. Verdant leaves and blooming grace, In my eyes, serenity's place. Moments blossomed, fragrant plume, Heaven's nectar, earth's perfume. Dewdrops filled my heart anew, Carpeted earth in vibrant hue. Youthful Sun's joy did spread, From every leaf, words were bred. Life's new melodies took form, Music's charm in every storm. Sun, moon, stars in bright array, Dreams forgotten found their way. Emotions bathed in tender light, Memories etched, soul's quiet fight. Spring's departure, lingering pain, Yearning for his touch again. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem uses spring's beauty to depict the fleeting nature of love and joy. It leaves a lingering feeling of loss and yearning.

"Spring's Lament" My beloved spring has bid adieu, Taking my love, my heart's hue. Verdant leaves and blooming grace, In my eyes, serenity's place. Moments blossomed, fragrant plume, Heaven's nectar, earth's perfume. Dewdrops filled my heart anew, Carpeted earth in vibrant hue. Youthful Sun's joy did spread, From every leaf, words were bred. Life's new melodies took form, Music's charm in every storm. Sun, moon, stars in bright array, Dreams forgotten found their way. Emotions bathed in tender light, Memories etched, soul's quiet fight. Spring's departure, lingering pain, Yearning for his touch again. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem uses spring's beauty to depict the fleeting nature of love and joy. It leaves a lingering feeling of loss and yearning.

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"Lingering Touch" Why you linger, a haunting dream? Love's scent lingers, a fading gleam. Will those days return, ever bright? Heal my wounds, with love's soft light. Stars descend in your eyes so deep, Rainbow smile, a promise to keep. Love's wind whispers, a sweet refrain, Will you return, ease my heart's pain? You linger still, a constant plea, Why you haunt, my love, why me? ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem aches with love's lingering memory, yearning for a lost lover. Bittersweet memories fuel hope for reunion, despite the pain.

"Lingering Touch" Why you linger, a haunting dream? Love's scent lingers, a fading gleam. Will those days return, ever bright? Heal my wounds, with love's soft light. Stars descend in your eyes so deep, Rainbow smile, a promise to keep. Love's wind whispers, a sweet refrain, Will you return, ease my heart's pain? You linger still, a constant plea, Why you haunt, my love, why me? ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem aches with love's lingering memory, yearning for a lost lover. Bittersweet memories fuel hope for reunion, despite the pain.