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Santosh Jangam

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"Swing of Dreams" Heart swings on dreams, a monsoon's delight, Yearning for you, my love, burns ever bright. Through raven tresses, a path I will trace, Kiss your moonlit face, a gentle embrace. Like a chataka, for the evening I yearn, A bee to your bloom, a love that will burn. Calm the heart's lake, let emotions subside, In your love's embrace, forever reside. Lost in your eyes, the world fades from sight, Will we meet again, in the coming twilight? Shadows may lengthen, birds seek their nest, But in your presence, my soul finds its rest. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem focuses on expressing the intense emotions of longing and attachment due to love. The imagery and metaphors create a vivid pi

"Swing of Dreams" Heart swings on dreams, a monsoon's delight, Yearning for you, my love, burns ever bright. Through raven tresses, a path I will trace, Kiss your moonlit face, a gentle embrace. Like a chataka, for the evening I yearn, A bee to your bloom, a love that will burn. Calm the heart's lake, let emotions subside, In your love's embrace, forever reside. Lost in your eyes, the world fades from sight, Will we meet again, in the coming twilight? Shadows may lengthen, birds seek their nest, But in your presence, my soul finds its rest. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem focuses on expressing the intense emotions of longing and attachment due to love. The imagery and metaphors create a vivid pi

Ranjan Rohidas Naik

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White अतित से बहुत कुछ सीख जाते है, खुदको तथा परिस्थितियोको एवं दुसरो को भी माफ कर आगे बढ़ना तक सीख लेते है। ©Ranjan Naikk #Forgiveness #Shayari #Life #Life_experience

White अतित से बहुत कुछ सीख जाते है, खुदको तथा परिस्थितियोको एवं दुसरो को भी माफ कर आगे बढ़ना तक सीख लेते है। ©Ranjan Naikk #Forgiveness #Shayari #Life #Life_experience

Santosh Jangam

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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

Samar Pratap Singh

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White Friendship Either winter ❄⛄or monsoon, spring 🌱🌷🌸or Summer 🌞🏖️, this un sinksble ship, floats forever. This is my only lifeboat, on which I can survive. It is warmer than anything else, and has always helped me to revive ©Samar Rana #sad_shayari Poem on Friendship

White Friendship Either winter ❄⛄or monsoon, spring 🌱🌷🌸or Summer 🌞🏖️, this un sinksble ship, floats forever. This is my only lifeboat, on which I can survive. It is warmer than anything else, and has always helped me to revive ©Samar Rana #sad_shayari Poem on Friendship

Samar Pratap Singh

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White Summer The warmth on my skin, The heat on my face, Humidity in the air, The sweat after a race. Longest days with fun and joy, Is what summer brings. The sky in a brilliant shade of blue, And so many more things. The cold, tingling feeling of the pool, As our skin gives a sigh of relief. Our minds thinking of the lasy days, When nobody is in grief. Thesun shines merrily abov the horizon, Sharing its heart and light. A smile on everybody face ©Samar Rana #emotional_sad_shayari Poem on summer

White Summer The warmth on my skin, The heat on my face, Humidity in the air, The sweat after a race. Longest days with fun and joy, Is what summer brings. The sky in a brilliant shade of blue, And so many more things. The cold, tingling feeling of the pool, As our skin gives a sigh of relief. Our minds thinking of the lasy days, When nobody is in grief. Thesun shines merrily abov the horizon, Sharing its heart and light. A smile on everybody face ©Samar Rana #emotional_sad_shayari Poem on summer

Prince Martin

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White I Found Heavenly Peace The bond between Alex and Ben had been unbreakable since they were mere toddlers, their laughter and shared secrets resonating through the corridors of their childhood homes. However, as fate would have it, a bitter argument at the cusp of their fifteenth birthdays had cast a long shadow over their friendship, severing it like a fragile thread. For thirteen arduous years, the chasm between them had remained unbridgeable, each harboring a gnawing guilt and longing for reconciliation. But time, it seemed, was not on their side. When Ben was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor at the age of twenty-eight, the news hung heavy in the air like an ominous thunderclap. Realizing the inevitable, Ben resolved to embark on one final journey—a pilgrimage to the place where their friendship had crumbled. Driven by an overwhelming desire for forgiveness, he set out to seek Alex, his heart heavy with anticipation and trepidation. Unbeknownst to Ben, Alex had been carrying his own burden of regret. The guilt of their shattered bond had haunted his waking moments, whispering doubts and tarnishing his memories. He had yearned to reach out, but pride had consumed his heart. As Ben approached Alex's doorstep, his body frail and ravaged by the relentless disease, a flicker of recognition crossed Alex's eyes. A surge of conflicting emotions washed over him—anger, hurt, and the overwhelming urge to embrace his long-lost friend. Time seemed to stand still as Ben uttered with difficulty, 'Alex, I found my heavenly peace when you forgave me. Now, I can peacefully die.' Alex's world crumbled around him as Ben's words sank in. The weight of their reconciliation had lifted a heavy burden from Ben's heart, but it had also exposed the fragility of life and the preciousness of lost time. With tears streaming down his face, Alex held Ben close, his own pain giving way to a sense of profound love and gratitude. Together, they spent Ben's remaining hours in sweet companionship, reminiscing about their childhood and seeking solace in each other's presence. As the final breath escaped Ben's body, Alex felt a bittersweet surge of heartbreak and triumph. The memory of their broken friendship would forever serve as a poignant reminder of the fragility of life and the importance of cherishing every moment we have with those we love. In the end, Ben's journey to find heavenly peace had also brought immeasurable comfort and closure to Alex. It taught him the transformative power of forgiveness and the transcendent legacy of true friendship, a reminder that even in the face of death, the bonds we forge can outlive the physical form and bring us immeasurable solace. ©Prince Martin #flowers #Forgiveness #Bond #Love #Friend #Friendship

White I Found Heavenly Peace The bond between Alex and Ben had been unbreakable since they were mere toddlers, their laughter and shared secrets resonating through the corridors of their childhood homes. However, as fate would have it, a bitter argument at the cusp of their fifteenth birthdays had cast a long shadow over their friendship, severing it like a fragile thread. For thirteen arduous years, the chasm between them had remained unbridgeable, each harboring a gnawing guilt and longing for reconciliation. But time, it seemed, was not on their side. When Ben was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor at the age of twenty-eight, the news hung heavy in the air like an ominous thunderclap. Realizing the inevitable, Ben resolved to embark on one final journey—a pilgrimage to the place where their friendship had crumbled. Driven by an overwhelming desire for forgiveness, he set out to seek Alex, his heart heavy with anticipation and trepidation. Unbeknownst to Ben, Alex had been carrying his own burden of regret. The guilt of their shattered bond had haunted his waking moments, whispering doubts and tarnishing his memories. He had yearned to reach out, but pride had consumed his heart. As Ben approached Alex's doorstep, his body frail and ravaged by the relentless disease, a flicker of recognition crossed Alex's eyes. A surge of conflicting emotions washed over him—anger, hurt, and the overwhelming urge to embrace his long-lost friend. Time seemed to stand still as Ben uttered with difficulty, 'Alex, I found my heavenly peace when you forgave me. Now, I can peacefully die.' Alex's world crumbled around him as Ben's words sank in. The weight of their reconciliation had lifted a heavy burden from Ben's heart, but it had also exposed the fragility of life and the preciousness of lost time. With tears streaming down his face, Alex held Ben close, his own pain giving way to a sense of profound love and gratitude. Together, they spent Ben's remaining hours in sweet companionship, reminiscing about their childhood and seeking solace in each other's presence. As the final breath escaped Ben's body, Alex felt a bittersweet surge of heartbreak and triumph. The memory of their broken friendship would forever serve as a poignant reminder of the fragility of life and the importance of cherishing every moment we have with those we love. In the end, Ben's journey to find heavenly peace had also brought immeasurable comfort and closure to Alex. It taught him the transformative power of forgiveness and the transcendent legacy of true friendship, a reminder that even in the face of death, the bonds we forge can outlive the physical form and bring us immeasurable solace. ©Prince Martin #flowers #Forgiveness #Bond #Love #Friend #Friendship

Mohan raj

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क्षमा करना आपकी संस्कृति होनी चाहिए, न कि अहंकार क्षमा भवतः संस्कृतिः भवेत्, न तु भवतः अहङ्कारः Forgiveness should be your culture, not your ego Dhnyvaad Har Har Mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life lessons shiv bhakti Forgiveness should be your culture, not your ego

क्षमा करना आपकी संस्कृति होनी चाहिए, न कि अहंकार क्षमा भवतः संस्कृतिः भवेत्, न तु भवतः अहङ्कारः Forgiveness should be your culture, not your ego Dhnyvaad Har Har Mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life lessons shiv bhakti Forgiveness should be your culture, not your ego

Ravi seth

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White आज पुनः वापस आना पड़ रहा इस माध्यम पर.... कुछ दृश्य ऐसे दिखाई पड़े और कुछ घटित भी हुए जो निंदनीय था जिसके कारण मुझे अपनी पोस्ट के द्वारा अपनी भावनाओं को व्यक्त करना उचित लग रहा.. ये राजनीतिक और प्रशासन से जुड़े लोग आम आदमी को भेड़ बकरी समझते है और बात करते है ये समाज के सेवक है पर वास्तविकता तो ये है की ये खुद उस लालची कुत्ते के सामान है जहाँ अपना फायदा दिखे वहा अपना दुम हिलाते हुए पहुंच जाते है कुछ ऐसा ही दृश्य देखने को भी मिला. अफ़सोस तो इस बात का है ये राजनीतिक लोग धर्म का नाम लेकर मंदिर का सारा क्रेडिट खुद ले लेते है और इनके नौकर (प्रशासन ) इनके पीछे ऐसे भागते है जैसे मानो रोटी का निवाला बट रहा हो और दूसरी तरफ आम जनता को मानो कोई कीड़ा समझते है ज्यादा बोला तो मसल कर रख देंगे आज बाबा रविशंकर विश्वनाथ मंदिर में बाबा का दर्शन करने आये थे और उनके पीछे प्रशासन वाले ऐसे भाग रहे थे जैसे वो दर्शन करने नहीं भंडारा करने आये हो उनके लिए दूसरी तरफ घंटो आम आदमी लाइन में लगे खड़े थे अपने दर्शन की प्रतीक्षा में.. मै पूछता हूँ इन्हे ये अधिकार किसने दिया की ये लोगो को प्रतीक्षा कराये उन्हें अपशब्द बोले... अरे शर्म करो राजनीतिक और प्रशासन वालों मंदिर तुम्हारे पिता या तुम्हारे पूर्वजो का नहीं जो भगवान का दर्शन करने से किसी को रोके और ये ढोंगी बाबा जो खुद को भगवान के भक्त बोलते है और उन्ही के पास जाने के लिए 30-40 खाकी वर्दी वालों के बीच से जाना पड़े.. अरे काहे का भक्त सब ढोंग है ये तो डरते है की कही सामान्य व्यक्ति के हाथ लग गए तो सारी भक्ति वही निकल जाएगी... योगी जी जैसे मंदिर को इतना सुन्दर बनाया है वहा की व्यवस्था भी सामान्य रखे हर व्यक्ति मंदिर परिसर में बराबर है यहां तक आप भी इसलिए निवेदन करते है इस तरह के कृत्य करके आम जनता को तुच्छ सा प्राणी ना समझें... सबका अपना अपना सम्मान है उसे ठेस पहुंचाने का हक इन प्रशासन वालों को बिलकुल भी नहीं है.. ©Ravi seth #same on politician and pashasan

White आज पुनः वापस आना पड़ रहा इस माध्यम पर.... कुछ दृश्य ऐसे दिखाई पड़े और कुछ घटित भी हुए जो निंदनीय था जिसके कारण मुझे अपनी पोस्ट के द्वारा अपनी भावनाओं को व्यक्त करना उचित लग रहा.. ये राजनीतिक और प्रशासन से जुड़े लोग आम आदमी को भेड़ बकरी समझते है और बात करते है ये समाज के सेवक है पर वास्तविकता तो ये है की ये खुद उस लालची कुत्ते के सामान है जहाँ अपना फायदा दिखे वहा अपना दुम हिलाते हुए पहुंच जाते है कुछ ऐसा ही दृश्य देखने को भी मिला. अफ़सोस तो इस बात का है ये राजनीतिक लोग धर्म का नाम लेकर मंदिर का सारा क्रेडिट खुद ले लेते है और इनके नौकर (प्रशासन ) इनके पीछे ऐसे भागते है जैसे मानो रोटी का निवाला बट रहा हो और दूसरी तरफ आम जनता को मानो कोई कीड़ा समझते है ज्यादा बोला तो मसल कर रख देंगे आज बाबा रविशंकर विश्वनाथ मंदिर में बाबा का दर्शन करने आये थे और उनके पीछे प्रशासन वाले ऐसे भाग रहे थे जैसे वो दर्शन करने नहीं भंडारा करने आये हो उनके लिए दूसरी तरफ घंटो आम आदमी लाइन में लगे खड़े थे अपने दर्शन की प्रतीक्षा में.. मै पूछता हूँ इन्हे ये अधिकार किसने दिया की ये लोगो को प्रतीक्षा कराये उन्हें अपशब्द बोले... अरे शर्म करो राजनीतिक और प्रशासन वालों मंदिर तुम्हारे पिता या तुम्हारे पूर्वजो का नहीं जो भगवान का दर्शन करने से किसी को रोके और ये ढोंगी बाबा जो खुद को भगवान के भक्त बोलते है और उन्ही के पास जाने के लिए 30-40 खाकी वर्दी वालों के बीच से जाना पड़े.. अरे काहे का भक्त सब ढोंग है ये तो डरते है की कही सामान्य व्यक्ति के हाथ लग गए तो सारी भक्ति वही निकल जाएगी... योगी जी जैसे मंदिर को इतना सुन्दर बनाया है वहा की व्यवस्था भी सामान्य रखे हर व्यक्ति मंदिर परिसर में बराबर है यहां तक आप भी इसलिए निवेदन करते है इस तरह के कृत्य करके आम जनता को तुच्छ सा प्राणी ना समझें... सबका अपना अपना सम्मान है उसे ठेस पहुंचाने का हक इन प्रशासन वालों को बिलकुल भी नहीं है.. ©Ravi seth #same on politician and pashasan

Santosh Jangam

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"Love's Compound Interest" Life’s journey starts, account bare, But love's growth, beyond compare. Challenges faced, resilience shines, Patience and wisdom, love entwines. Trust laid strong, respect endures, Joyful moments, loyalty ensures. Through storms, through sun, love's ascent, Forgiveness, empathy, love's content. Love’s compound interest, our souls unite, In its treasury, our hearts ignite. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of "Love's Compound Interest" is that nurturing love with compassion, resilience, patience, trust, respect, forgiveness, and

"Love's Compound Interest" Life’s journey starts, account bare, But love's growth, beyond compare. Challenges faced, resilience shines, Patience and wisdom, love entwines. Trust laid strong, respect endures, Joyful moments, loyalty ensures. Through storms, through sun, love's ascent, Forgiveness, empathy, love's content. Love’s compound interest, our souls unite, In its treasury, our hearts ignite. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of "Love's Compound Interest" is that nurturing love with compassion, resilience, patience, trust, respect, forgiveness, and