याद है आज भी वो मोड़ ,जहां तम्हे देखा था। पहली नज़र में तुम्हे अपना बनाने का सोचा था।। उसी मोड़ पर ,आज दौबारा आया था। सब वेसा ही था,बस एक तू ही न था।। write by✍️✍️@u_know_sprince_rajak #shayari #maud #lover #miss #you #rasta

shayari maud lover miss you rasta

याद है आज भी वो मोड़ ,जहां तम्हे देखा था।
पहली नज़र में तुम्हे अपना बनाने का सोचा था।।
उसी मोड़ पर ,आज दौबारा आया था।
सब वेसा ही था,बस एक तू ही न था।।
write by✍️✍️@u_know_sprince_rajak #shayari #maud #lover #miss #you #rasta

Vikram Goyal

rukh hawaon ka maud denge .

Dhanush Ani

house #House #Society

Ashrin BBA

house for rent #House

SINGH

Path Raah pe chalte chalte jab manzil tak agayi, Toh Apni azmaish k liye khud ko chunauti de Dali! mud gayi Usi Raah pe jis Raah pe dil rota tha bechaini se sota tha, yakeen hua ki badal gyi hu mein ! jab uss Raah pe naya phool khila tha, mausam mai Kuch nasha sa ghula tha 💓 Naya maud# Ishpreet Chabra Barsha Prasad Jahedul Sarkar Gopal Kumar Pragati Maurya

Naya maud# Ishpreet Chabra Barsha Prasad Jahedul Sarkar Gopal Kumar Pragati Maurya #poem

Path Raah pe chalte chalte jab manzil tak agayi,
Toh Apni azmaish k liye khud ko chunauti de Dali!
mud gayi Usi Raah pe jis Raah pe dil rota tha
bechaini se sota tha,
yakeen hua ki badal gyi hu mein !
jab uss Raah pe naya phool khila tha,
mausam mai Kuch nasha sa ghula tha 💓 Naya maud# Ishpreet Chabra Barsha Prasad Jahedul Sarkar Gopal Kumar Pragati Maurya

Bharath Nandibhatla

I'm a house of wax in a flare. Your raging wrath, your hugs' warmth, they melt me alike. I can't be thawed, I'm no ice. I'm not cold. I'm just wax, that melts and yet fuels the fire within you. #House House of wax

#House House of wax

I'm a house of wax in a flare.
Your raging wrath,
your hugs' warmth,
they melt me alike.
I can't be thawed,
I'm no ice. I'm not cold.
I'm just wax, that melts
and yet fuels the fire within you. #House
House of wax

Vinay Singh

own house # house # building

Prahelika

Beside those premises there stalls a desolate house, I wonder how the owner would have purchased it out; The house though rest unused throughout the days, Shadowed by the thickets that have crammed its way. It features so ugly as it could be, With the branches resting blindly on it; The doors and windows that are hooked up, With no sunrays piercing to light it at first. The owner though rarely comes for a visit, I wonder what he has to detect inside it; The curious trespassers who pass along its way, Gasping and wondering how nasty it remain its place. ©Prahelika Sen The Lifeless house #House

The Lifeless house #House #Poetry