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Sunita Pathania

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Red sands and spectacular sandstone rock formations Beneath the skies of endless blue, The golden sands stretch far and wide, Carrying the whispers of ancient tales, And glide with the blow of gentle winds. Each grain is a story untold, Of time and tides that flow, Footprints left but soon erased, By the ever-shifting sands. Oh sands of time, eternal and free, Forever changing, yet always the same, In your beauty, we find solace, And in your grace, we find our flame. ©Sunita Pathania #Sands #evershifting #sunitapathania #inspirational #beauty #solace #Nojoto #nojotoapp #nojotoenglish Gyanendra Kukku Pandey vineetap

Red sands and spectacular sandstone rock formations Beneath the skies of endless blue, The golden sands stretch far and wide, Carrying the whispers of ancient tales, And glide with the blow of gentle winds. Each grain is a story untold, Of time and tides that flow, Footprints left but soon erased, By the ever-shifting sands. Oh sands of time, eternal and free, Forever changing, yet always the same, In your beauty, we find solace, And in your grace, we find our flame. ©Sunita Pathania #Sands #evershifting #sunitapathania #inspirational #beauty #solace #Nojoto #nojotoapp #nojotoenglish Gyanendra Kukku Pandey vineetap

Santosh Jangam

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"Transformed by Verse" New to this world of verse, I yearn, My restless thoughts for solace turn. First, I bow to the one divine, Whose words ignite a heart's sunshine. Imagination's river vast, Sometimes fierce, serene at last. In lonely depths, I used to dwell, Her presence bright, a magic spell. This bond, so strong, I can't deny, My only thought, beneath the sky. She changed my world, erased the line, Her gentle touch, forever mine. Winter's chill, or monsoon's sigh, Beneath her shade, summers die. With words of wisdom, she takes flight, A symphony of pure delight. My constant friend, my guiding star, Her loving touch takes me afar. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem explores how poetry transforms from loneliness to inspired, finding solace and purpose in the creative world of verse.

"Transformed by Verse" New to this world of verse, I yearn, My restless thoughts for solace turn. First, I bow to the one divine, Whose words ignite a heart's sunshine. Imagination's river vast, Sometimes fierce, serene at last. In lonely depths, I used to dwell, Her presence bright, a magic spell. This bond, so strong, I can't deny, My only thought, beneath the sky. She changed my world, erased the line, Her gentle touch, forever mine. Winter's chill, or monsoon's sigh, Beneath her shade, summers die. With words of wisdom, she takes flight, A symphony of pure delight. My constant friend, my guiding star, Her loving touch takes me afar. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem explores how poetry transforms from loneliness to inspired, finding solace and purpose in the creative world of verse.

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"Spark in the Crowd" In a bustling crowd, our eyes met, Love's sweet song, a silent set. Words whispered soft beneath the skies, A spark ignited, hearts in ties. Nearer we drew, words fell away, Distance veiled, longing stayed. In this moment, your warmth I yearn, Nurture love, darkness spurn. In an instant, the world transforms, Your gaze warms, love forms. Cherish this love, this time, Our journey, forever climb. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem captures the essence of love at first sight, highlighting the instant connection, unspoken emotions, and the yearning for lov

"Spark in the Crowd" In a bustling crowd, our eyes met, Love's sweet song, a silent set. Words whispered soft beneath the skies, A spark ignited, hearts in ties. Nearer we drew, words fell away, Distance veiled, longing stayed. In this moment, your warmth I yearn, Nurture love, darkness spurn. In an instant, the world transforms, Your gaze warms, love forms. Cherish this love, this time, Our journey, forever climb. ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem captures the essence of love at first sight, highlighting the instant connection, unspoken emotions, and the yearning for lov

Jeetal Shah

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Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets that lurked within. Lady Isabella, the esteemed elder wife of the royal patriarch, harbored a dark ambition beneath her elegant facade. For years, she cunningly concealed her malevolent nature, weaving a web of deceit that ensnared all who dared to cross her path. To the outside world, she exuded warmth and grace, but behind closed doors, she wielded power with an iron fist. Her husband, King Edward, was blissfully unaware of her treachery, blinded by her feigned affection and loyalty. Little did he know that his days were numbered, for Lady Isabella had long plotted his demise to seize control of the throne. With calculated precision, she orchestrated the king's murder, masking it as a tragic accident to avoid suspicion. As the grieving widow, she assumed the role of the grieving matriarch, manipulating the court with her honeyed words and false promises. Meanwhile, her younger brother-in-law, Prince Alexander, remained vigilant, his suspicions aroused by the sudden death of his beloved sibling. Despite the facade of unity within the royal family, he sensed a discordant note, a shadowy presence lurking beneath the surface. Years passed, and Prince Alexander found solace in the arms of a captivating woman named Sophia, unaware of her true identity as a seasoned CBI investigator. Drawn together by fate, they embarked on a journey of love and discovery, unaware of the perilous secrets that awaited them. As Sophia delved deeper into the labyrinth of royal intrigue, she uncovered damning evidence of Lady Isabella's treachery, connecting her to the king's untimely demise. With each revelation, the facade of harmony crumbled, exposing the sinister truth hidden within the palace walls. In a heart-stopping climax, Sophia confronted Lady Isabella, her steely gaze piercing through the veil of deception to reveal the cold heart of a murderer. As the truth emerged, the palace trembled with the shock of betrayal, and Lady Isabella's reign of terror came to a dramatic end. In the aftermath of the revelation, Prince Alexander ascended to the throne, guided by the wisdom of his late brother and the unwavering support of his beloved Sophia. Together, they ushered in a new era of prosperity and justice, ensuring that the sins of the past would never again cast a shadow over the kingdom. ©Jeetal Shah #kitaab Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets tha

Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets that lurked within. Lady Isabella, the esteemed elder wife of the royal patriarch, harbored a dark ambition beneath her elegant facade. For years, she cunningly concealed her malevolent nature, weaving a web of deceit that ensnared all who dared to cross her path. To the outside world, she exuded warmth and grace, but behind closed doors, she wielded power with an iron fist. Her husband, King Edward, was blissfully unaware of her treachery, blinded by her feigned affection and loyalty. Little did he know that his days were numbered, for Lady Isabella had long plotted his demise to seize control of the throne. With calculated precision, she orchestrated the king's murder, masking it as a tragic accident to avoid suspicion. As the grieving widow, she assumed the role of the grieving matriarch, manipulating the court with her honeyed words and false promises. Meanwhile, her younger brother-in-law, Prince Alexander, remained vigilant, his suspicions aroused by the sudden death of his beloved sibling. Despite the facade of unity within the royal family, he sensed a discordant note, a shadowy presence lurking beneath the surface. Years passed, and Prince Alexander found solace in the arms of a captivating woman named Sophia, unaware of her true identity as a seasoned CBI investigator. Drawn together by fate, they embarked on a journey of love and discovery, unaware of the perilous secrets that awaited them. As Sophia delved deeper into the labyrinth of royal intrigue, she uncovered damning evidence of Lady Isabella's treachery, connecting her to the king's untimely demise. With each revelation, the facade of harmony crumbled, exposing the sinister truth hidden within the palace walls. In a heart-stopping climax, Sophia confronted Lady Isabella, her steely gaze piercing through the veil of deception to reveal the cold heart of a murderer. As the truth emerged, the palace trembled with the shock of betrayal, and Lady Isabella's reign of terror came to a dramatic end. In the aftermath of the revelation, Prince Alexander ascended to the throne, guided by the wisdom of his late brother and the unwavering support of his beloved Sophia. Together, they ushered in a new era of prosperity and justice, ensuring that the sins of the past would never again cast a shadow over the kingdom. ©Jeetal Shah #kitaab Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets tha

Santosh Jangam

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"Whispers of Longing" In life's melody, she was my moonlit tune, Her departure left the sky marooned. Tears fall silent, washing pain's stain, Lost joy, a bird yearns for rain's gain. Fate's game unseen, where do footsteps go? Fear grips tight, yearning for the past's glow. Moments fleeting, lost in endless flight, Mornings clouded, evenings in twilight. Alone in this journey, only You know, My story unfolds in rhythms that flow. In life's sweet cadence, she was my moon, Her absence echoes, a melancholy tune. ©Santosh Jangam #"Whispers of Longing" The moral of the poem is about accepting change, facing loss, finding solace in the journey, and cherishing the memor

"Whispers of Longing" In life's melody, she was my moonlit tune, Her departure left the sky marooned. Tears fall silent, washing pain's stain, Lost joy, a bird yearns for rain's gain. Fate's game unseen, where do footsteps go? Fear grips tight, yearning for the past's glow. Moments fleeting, lost in endless flight, Mornings clouded, evenings in twilight. Alone in this journey, only You know, My story unfolds in rhythms that flow. In life's sweet cadence, she was my moon, Her absence echoes, a melancholy tune. ©Santosh Jangam #"Whispers of Longing" The moral of the poem is about accepting change, facing loss, finding solace in the journey, and cherishing the memor

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"Unspoken Love" In wordless realms, our bond holds sway, Emotions silent, yet they betray. Heart's desires, in stolen glance, Flames ablaze, in silent dance. Loyalty firm, yet mind does roam, Seeking solace, amidst tempest's foam. Touches speak, where words retreat, Parting joy, sorrows fleet. Laughter's call, with sigh embraced, In imperfect world, love's grace. Pleasure's dance, in transient trance, Thread of wisdom, in life's advance. I, star bright, in vast expanse above, Spreading peace, with steadfast love." ©Santosh Jangam #"Unspoken Love" The moral of the poem is that love speaks through silent gestures, enduring despite challenges, and offering solace amids

"Unspoken Love" In wordless realms, our bond holds sway, Emotions silent, yet they betray. Heart's desires, in stolen glance, Flames ablaze, in silent dance. Loyalty firm, yet mind does roam, Seeking solace, amidst tempest's foam. Touches speak, where words retreat, Parting joy, sorrows fleet. Laughter's call, with sigh embraced, In imperfect world, love's grace. Pleasure's dance, in transient trance, Thread of wisdom, in life's advance. I, star bright, in vast expanse above, Spreading peace, with steadfast love." ©Santosh Jangam #"Unspoken Love" The moral of the poem is that love speaks through silent gestures, enduring despite challenges, and offering solace amids

Pr Jannu Blessy joe

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happy holi💗🌸 ©Pr Jannu Blessy joe Holi (Hindi pronunciation: ['hoːli:]) is a popular and significant Hindu festival celebrated as the Festival of Colours, Love, and Spring.

happy holi💗🌸 ©Pr Jannu Blessy joe Holi (Hindi pronunciation: ['hoːli:]) is a popular and significant Hindu festival celebrated as the Festival of Colours, Love, and Spring.