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मेरी प्यारी कविता, रेत से बिखरे थे मेरे मन के भाव, बन्द कर मुट्ठी समेटा है मुझे | अनाथ खड़े थे मेरे ह्रदय के शब्द, बांहों में संभाल रख्खा है मुझे | तुम्हारी कविता के कोंख में अपनी वाक्यों को जन्म दिया है, सत्र 2019 ने Nojoto और बहुत मित्र दीया है | Stylo... #Literature #Poem #Openletter

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मेरी प्यारी कविता, रेत से बिखरे थे मेरे मन के भाव,
बन्द कर मुट्ठी समेटा है मुझे |
अनाथ खड़े थे मेरे ह्रदय के शब्द,
बांहों में संभाल रख्खा है मुझे |
तुम्हारी कविता के कोंख में
अपनी वाक्यों को जन्म दिया है,
सत्र 2019 ने Nojoto और बहुत मित्र दीया है |
Stylo...
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Author Shivam kumar Mishra

My dear poem Your words take birth from my emotions. My voice is your soul. l #literature #openletter #poem

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Varsha ✍️

मेरी प्यारी कविता, ज़िन्दगी का सुहाना सफ़र तेरे अल्फाज़ो से मिलकर कहानी बना दी उम्र भर का फ़साना...चन्द लम्हो की दस्ता , तेरे माध्यम से शब्दों में पिरो दी मेरे उजाले... मेरे अंधेरे..मेरी मोहब्बत.. मेरी खुशी का खज़ाना ,,मेरी प्यारी कविता ने मेरी डायरी में उतार दी #Literature#poem#openletter

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मेरी प्यारी कविता, ज़िन्दगी का सुहाना सफ़र तेरे अल्फाज़ो से
मिलकर कहानी बना दी

उम्र भर का फ़साना...चन्द लम्हो की
दस्ता , तेरे माध्यम से शब्दों में पिरो दी

मेरे उजाले... मेरे अंधेरे..मेरी मोहब्बत..
मेरी खुशी का खज़ाना ,,मेरी प्यारी कविता ने
मेरी डायरी में उतार दी #Literature#poem#openletter

Anushka Gaikwad

मेरी प्यारी कविता, कभी कभी कुछ बाते जुबान पर नही आती तो उसे लिखकर अपने अंदर के शोर को लफ्जो मे दबा देते है अपने अन कहे जज्बात को बस तुझसे ही केहकर उन पलों को शाही में घोलकर तेरे जरिए अपने हिसाब से जी लेते है। #Literature #Openletter #Poem #NojotoHindi

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मेरी प्यारी कविता, कभी कभी कुछ बाते जुबान पर नही आती
तो उसे लिखकर अपने अंदर के शोर को लफ्जो मे दबा देते है
अपने अन कहे जज्बात को बस तुझसे ही केहकर
उन पलों को शाही में घोलकर
तेरे जरिए अपने हिसाब से जी लेते है। #Literature #Openletter #Poem #NojotoHindi

Sita Prasad

Shantiniketan and Rabindranath Tagore ji, just rhyme for me, it's a hidden wish, when will I visit thee, even today you inspire us, literature surely has unlimited power, you see! ©Sita Prasad #RABINDRANATHTAGORE #wishes #poem #English #literature

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R. eXis

The Village : The land as an element always crave to be acquired, for its bosom are not always meant to build refuge over it; the hunger to get cultivated is the true favour a land could ever ask for, to see the play of all four seasons over its breast, seeding of monsoon, hibernation of winter, sprouting of spring and harvesting of summer. Thus welcome us human to have a deal with; deal of hardwork for celebration, sweat for blood, seed for fruitation. Thus human turns to welcome cattle to join the play; milking, ploughing, reproducing, bonding as to see a human accompanying his cattles while grazing the far away grasslands is sight to behold, when ears are tuned enough to the synchronized sound of ruminanting cattles and mesmerizing flute. Thats how nature ever wants to get herself painted with this phenomenon called LIFE. Such possible alignment of Nature, Human and Animals is called 'THE VILLAGE'. The village where hardship is praised not pitied, where humility is virtue not weakness, where life is still abstract not a philosophy. ©नज़रत #Poet #poems #literature #poem #gaon

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The Village :

The land as an element always crave to be acquired, for its bosom are not always meant to build refuge over it; the hunger to get cultivated is the true favour a land could ever ask for, to see the play of all four seasons over its breast, seeding of monsoon, hibernation of winter, sprouting of spring and harvesting of summer. Thus welcome us human to have a deal with; deal of hardwork for celebration, sweat for blood, seed for fruitation. Thus human turns to welcome cattle to join the play; milking, ploughing, reproducing, bonding as to see a human accompanying his cattles while grazing the far away grasslands is sight to behold, when ears are tuned enough to the synchronized sound of ruminanting cattles and mesmerizing flute. Thats how nature ever wants to get herself painted with this phenomenon called LIFE. Such possible alignment of Nature, Human and Animals is called 'THE VILLAGE'. The village where hardship is praised not pitied, where humility is virtue not weakness, where life is still abstract not a philosophy.

©नज़रत #Poet #poems #literature #poem

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R. eXis

YIN AND YANG: And when she had lost her limb in the blast, And that big sound with bright light wiped out The future and the past. And when the earth lost all its colours but RED. And remains 'SHE' and 'IT', Rest everything is dead. "SHE" - The divine feminine. "IT"- The Dog 'IT' has tail at the ROOT, 'SHE' has pony over CROWN. Only the sky is in order in that chaotic town. So they decided to sit and look up at stars. Bathing the moon, while counting their scars. The stars too had lost their human, And the moon its town. But tonight they are brighter, As finaly found someone to look down. They send up RED (heart) They shower down WHITE (light) And the birds of heaven Soon joined the flight. Suddenly earth becomes alive, They sway, they dance, they jive. They all together filled the the first page Of "The book of life". And remaining are still blank to write To write the eternal dance of Light and dark, Joy and sorrow, YIN and YANG. As evolution doesn't always needs an ADAM and EVE or 'The Big Bang'. ©नज़रत #poem #literature #Poetry #English #Instagram #Nojoto #WalkingInWoods

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YIN AND YANG:

And when she had lost her limb in the blast,
And that big sound with bright light wiped out
The future and the past.
And when the earth lost all its colours but RED.
And remains 'SHE' and 'IT',
Rest everything is dead.
"SHE" - The divine feminine.
"IT"- The Dog
'IT' has tail at the ROOT,
'SHE' has pony over CROWN.
Only the sky is in order in that chaotic town.
So they decided to sit and look up at stars.
Bathing the moon, while counting their scars.

The stars too had lost their human,
And the moon its town.
But tonight they are brighter,
As finaly found someone to look down.

They send up RED (heart)
They shower down WHITE (light)
And the birds of heaven
Soon joined the flight.

Suddenly earth becomes alive,
They sway, they dance, they jive.
They all together filled the the first page
Of "The book of life".
And remaining are still blank to write
To write the eternal dance of
Light and dark,
Joy and sorrow,
YIN and YANG.

As evolution doesn't always needs
an ADAM and EVE
or 'The Big Bang'.

©नज़रत #poem #literature #Poetry #English #Instagram #Nojoto

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Mrutyunjaya Sahoo

ଗାଳ୍ପିକା ସାଥିରେ ଗଳ୍ପ ମୁଁ ଲେଖୁଚି ଚେନାଏ ସାହିତ୍ୟ ନେଇ ବଖାଣିବି ବୋଲି ମନର କଥାକୁ ଥିଲା ଯେ ଅକୁହା ହୋଇ | #literature

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अशोक अजनबी

केवल प्रचुर मात्रा में शब्दों का खेल साहित्य नहीं इसका मुख्य उद्देश्य उस समय की संस्कृति की जानकारी देना व समाज को सकारात्मक दृष्टिकोण प्रदान करना भी है #literature

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केवल प्रचुर मात्रा में शब्दों का खेल साहित्य नहीं इसका मुख्य उद्देश्य उस समय की संस्कृति की जानकारी देना व समाज को सकारात्मक दृष्टिकोण प्रदान करना भी है #literature

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