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Himani

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Growing older makes me sick, becoz I still wanna pick those sands, toys and wanna enjoy, the memories of being child and never wanna get destroy and always wanna be mumma's li'l boy! #growing older

Growing older makes me sick, becoz I still wanna pick those sands, toys and wanna enjoy, the memories of being child and never wanna get destroy and always wanna be mumma's li'l boy! #growing older

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I am the one who never gets Happy on my mom's Birthday . ©HOPE because she is growing older

I am the one who never gets Happy on my mom's Birthday . ©HOPE because she is growing older

Tameem Saad

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To people who left, To people who stayed, To people who loved, To people who were abandoned, Thank everyone and just hold on, Do you feel anything?? Haven't you grown into something beautiful?..! #growing#beautiful

To people who left, To people who stayed, To people who loved, To people who were abandoned, Thank everyone and just hold on, Do you feel anything?? Haven't you grown into something beautiful?..! #growing#beautiful

Miss Wankhede

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Vo patzad ka mosam bhi kya khoob sikhata hai.... Tut tut kar bikhar jane ke baad bhi.... Vo kya khub nikharta hai.... ©KIRAN WANKHEDE #dryleaf # lession about life growing..

Vo patzad ka mosam bhi kya khoob sikhata hai.... Tut tut kar bikhar jane ke baad bhi.... Vo kya khub nikharta hai.... ©KIRAN WANKHEDE #dryleaf # lession about life growing..

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MAY IS HERE A delicate fabric of bird song Floats in the air, The smell of wet wild earth Is everywhere. Red small leaves of the maple Are clenched like a hand, Like girls at their first communion The pear trees stand. Oh I must pass nothing by Without loving it much, The raindrop try with my lips, The grass with my touch. For how can I be sure I shall see again The world on the first of May Shining after the rain? #MAYDAY #POEM ABOUT MAY #BEAUTIFUL MONTH

MAY IS HERE A delicate fabric of bird song Floats in the air, The smell of wet wild earth Is everywhere. Red small leaves of the maple Are clenched like a hand, Like girls at their first communion The pear trees stand. Oh I must pass nothing by Without loving it much, The raindrop try with my lips, The grass with my touch. For how can I be sure I shall see again The world on the first of May Shining after the rain? #MAYDAY #POEM ABOUT MAY #BEAUTIFUL MONTH

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(:: ଅବାସ୍ତବ ଭାବନା ::) ହସଭରା ମୁଖ ପଛେ ଶତ ଚିନ୍ତାର ସ୍ରୋତ, ଅବାସ୍ତବ ଭାବନାରେ ମୋ ହୃଦ ମର୍ମାହତ। ବିଜନ ସ୍ଥଳେ ନିର୍ବିକାର ରୂପେ ଚିନ୍ତନେ ବ୍ୟଥିତ ଏ ମନ, ଅସ୍ଥିର ବ୍ୟାକୁଳ ହୋଇଉଠେ ସେ ଦେଖେ ନିତି ଦିବା ସ୍ଵପ୍ନ। ସ୍ୱପ୍ନର ଗଭୀର ସାଗର ତରଙ୍ଗେ ମୁଁ ଯେ କାତହୀନ ନାଉରୀ, କୂଳ ନପାଇ ନାଆଟି ମୋର ଢେଉମେଳେ ଯାଏ ଅପସରି। କୁଟୁମ୍ବ ଚଳାଇ ଆଗକୁ ବଢ଼ଇ ବଡ଼ ପୁଅର ଏତ ପଣ, ନିଦ୍ରାହୀନ ହୋଇ ଦେଖେ କେତେ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ଏଇ ମୋ ଅସ୍ଥିର ମନ। ସ୍ୱପ୍ନର ବାଟରେ ମୁଁ ଜଣେ ବାଟୋଇ ମନେ ସଞ୍ଚି କେତେ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ, ଅବାସ୍ତବ ଭାବନାକୁ ବାସ୍ତବେ ଦେଖିବି ବ୍ୟାକୁଳ ହୁଅଇ ମନ। ଆହେ ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ ଜଗତର ନାଥ ପୂରଣ କରହେ ମୋର ଶୂନ୍ୟ ହାତ, ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ସବୁ ମୋର ସାକାର କରହେ ଏତିକି ମୋ ତବ ପାଦେ ଦଣ୍ଡବତ। :-ଦୀପ୍ତି ରଞ୍ଜନ ନାଏକ A poem about my Life...

(:: ଅବାସ୍ତବ ଭାବନା ::) ହସଭରା ମୁଖ ପଛେ ଶତ ଚିନ୍ତାର ସ୍ରୋତ, ଅବାସ୍ତବ ଭାବନାରେ ମୋ ହୃଦ ମର୍ମାହତ। ବିଜନ ସ୍ଥଳେ ନିର୍ବିକାର ରୂପେ ଚିନ୍ତନେ ବ୍ୟଥିତ ଏ ମନ, ଅସ୍ଥିର ବ୍ୟାକୁଳ ହୋଇଉଠେ ସେ ଦେଖେ ନିତି ଦିବା ସ୍ଵପ୍ନ। ସ୍ୱପ୍ନର ଗଭୀର ସାଗର ତରଙ୍ଗେ ମୁଁ ଯେ କାତହୀନ ନାଉରୀ, କୂଳ ନପାଇ ନାଆଟି ମୋର ଢେଉମେଳେ ଯାଏ ଅପସରି। କୁଟୁମ୍ବ ଚଳାଇ ଆଗକୁ ବଢ଼ଇ ବଡ଼ ପୁଅର ଏତ ପଣ, ନିଦ୍ରାହୀନ ହୋଇ ଦେଖେ କେତେ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ଏଇ ମୋ ଅସ୍ଥିର ମନ। ସ୍ୱପ୍ନର ବାଟରେ ମୁଁ ଜଣେ ବାଟୋଇ ମନେ ସଞ୍ଚି କେତେ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ, ଅବାସ୍ତବ ଭାବନାକୁ ବାସ୍ତବେ ଦେଖିବି ବ୍ୟାକୁଳ ହୁଅଇ ମନ। ଆହେ ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ ଜଗତର ନାଥ ପୂରଣ କରହେ ମୋର ଶୂନ୍ୟ ହାତ, ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ସବୁ ମୋର ସାକାର କରହେ ଏତିକି ମୋ ତବ ପାଦେ ଦଣ୍ଡବତ। :-ଦୀପ୍ତି ରଞ୍ଜନ ନାଏକ A poem about my Life...