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Schizology

Music is for every occasion Often We listened to the tune Of the theme music From an old cartoon Then We're singing along While we're cleaning To some old songs Some People dance around Jumping to the beat Music that is loud Or Standing quietly Songs in an elevator Curse the music silently Gives Motivation at work When you hear that track Energized with a smirk Very Relaxing before It can be calming A song to count sheep Music Is for every occasion During the day or night Just tune in a station ©Schizology Music is for every occasion #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Music poetry poetry quotes

Music is for every occasion poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Music poetry poetry quotes

Music is for every occasion

Often
We listened to the tune
Of the theme music
From an old cartoon

Then
We're singing along
While we're cleaning
To some old songs

Some
People dance around
Jumping to the beat
Music that is loud

Or
Standing quietly
Songs in an elevator
Curse the music silently

Gives
Motivation at work
When you hear that track
Energized with a smirk

Very
Relaxing before
It can be calming
A song to count sheep

Music
Is for every occasion
During the day or night
Just tune in a station

©Schizology Music is for every occasion

#poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Music poetry poetry quotes

Schizology

Lost Years ago I said Never will I stray I had no desire To go another way But when you left I completely died It was like theft Taking all I had inside And then I cried I had lost my way I wanted a bride To love everyday When we parted I felt betrayed But I have vowed To never let you fade Many years passed And still to this day I never felt so lucky As having you as a mate I hope you are happy I want that for you My only wish was that I had married you too ©Schizology Lost #lost #Broken #poem✍🧡🧡💛 sad status status for sad

Lost #lost #Broken poem✍🧡🧡💛 sad status status for sad

Lost

Years ago I said
Never will I stray
I had no desire
To go another way

But when you left
I completely died
It was like theft
Taking all I had inside

And then I cried
I had lost my way
I wanted a bride
To love everyday

When we parted
I felt betrayed
But I have vowed
To never let you fade

Many years passed
And still to this day
I never felt so lucky
As having you as a mate

I hope you are happy
I want that for you
My only wish was that
I had married you too

©Schizology Lost

#lost #Broken #poem✍🧡🧡💛 sad status status for sad

vivekanand

White life is a golden opportunity.some persons didn't understand the situation.so they're losing the house of happy. ©vivekanand poem

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Schizology

Gord Gord is a dog ...black fur and brown eyes In this photo he's anxious to say something Ready to spill the beans on what the cat did He's just eager to blame the kitty for anything Or maybe he's ready to say his bowl is empty Barking.... "this should not happen again I say" "Please be prompt with my meal times please" "And I won't chase any of the squirrels today" ©Schizology Gord #Photo #Dog #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english poetry for kids

Gord #Photo #Dog poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english poetry for kids

Gord

Gord is a dog ...black fur and brown eyes
In this photo he's anxious to say something
Ready to spill the beans on what the cat did
He's just eager to blame the kitty for anything

Or maybe he's ready to say his bowl is empty
Barking.... "this should not happen again I say"
"Please be prompt with my meal times please"
"And I won't chase any of the squirrels today"

©Schizology Gord

#Photo #Dog #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english poetry for kids

My Loquacious World

Four souls who dwelled within my mind, A lifetime's thoughts, a heart entwined. I searched for them, through joy and strife, But on my final breath, they cut their life. No shoulder offered, no gentle hand, To guide me through the dark and final land. I thought our bonds would forever stand, But in my darkest hour, they vanished in the sand. Their absence cut, like a winter's chill, A sorrow deep, a heart that's still. I wept for love, for friendship true, But they, who once were dear, were nowhere to be found, anew. And so I lay, alone and grey, My final thoughts, a sorrowful sway. For those who mattered most, were absent from my sight, Leaving me to face the darkness, of that endless night. ©My Loquacious World #Death #funeral #Life #SAD #myloquaciousworld #viral

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Four souls who dwelled within my mind,
A lifetime's thoughts, a heart entwined.
I searched for them, through joy and strife,
But on my final breath, they cut their life.

No shoulder offered, no gentle hand,
To guide me through the dark and final land.
I thought our bonds would forever stand,
But in my darkest hour, they vanished in the sand.

Their absence cut, like a winter's chill,
A sorrow deep, a heart that's still.
I wept for love, for friendship true,
But they, who once were dear, were nowhere to be found, anew.

And so I lay, alone and grey,
My final thoughts, a sorrowful sway.
For those who mattered most, were absent from my sight,
Leaving me to face the darkness, of that endless night.

©My Loquacious World #Death #funeral #Life #SAD #myloquaciousworld #viral

Mayank Kumar

White एक छोटे से गांव में एक लड़की रहती थी, जिसका नाम रिया था। रिया का सपना था कि वह बड़ी होकर एक प्रसिद्ध लेखिका बने। गांव में पढ़ाई के साधन बहुत कम थे, लेकिन रिया ने हार नहीं मानी। वह हर रात चाँद की रोशनी में बैठकर लिखती और किताबों के पन्नों में अपने सपनों को तलाशती ©Mayank Kumar #poem

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White एक छोटे से गांव में एक लड़की रहती थी, जिसका नाम रिया था। रिया का सपना था कि वह बड़ी होकर एक प्रसिद्ध लेखिका बने। गांव में पढ़ाई के साधन बहुत कम थे, लेकिन रिया ने हार नहीं मानी। वह हर रात चाँद की रोशनी में बैठकर लिखती और किताबों के पन्नों में अपने सपनों को तलाशती

©Mayank Kumar #poem

@howToThink

White "आइए महसूस करिए जिंदगी की ताप को मैं चमारों की गली में ले चलूंगा आपको....... ---------- गांव जिसमें आज पांचाली उघाड़ी जा रही, या अहिंसा की जगह नाथ उतारी जा रही, है तरसते कितने ही मंगल लंगोटी के लिए, बेचती है जिस्म कितनी कृष्णा रोटी के लिए" ---- अदम गोंडवी ©Chiranjeev K C #poem

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White "आइए महसूस करिए जिंदगी की ताप को
मैं चमारों की गली में ले चलूंगा आपको.......
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गांव जिसमें आज पांचाली उघाड़ी जा रही,
या अहिंसा की जगह नाथ उतारी जा रही,
है तरसते कितने ही मंगल लंगोटी के लिए,
बेचती है जिस्म कितनी कृष्णा रोटी के लिए"
---- अदम गोंडवी

©Chiranjeev K C #poem

Jeetal Shah

Unsplash गुजरा हुआ जमाना कभी नहीं आएगा, वो बाग बगीचे में खेलना, वो कागज की नाव बनाना, वो दादी की कहानी सुनकर एक नई सीख लेना, वो दुरदर्शन पर चुहे बिल्ली का कार्टून देखना, वो मिकी और मीनी की जोड़ी का आनंद उठाना, गुजरा हुआ जमाना था बहुत ही निराला, पर आज का भी जमाना कम नहीं नई टेक्नोलॉजी से जुड़ गए सभी। ©Jeetal Shah #poem

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Unsplash गुजरा हुआ जमाना कभी नहीं
आएगा, वो बाग बगीचे में खेलना,
वो कागज की नाव बनाना, वो दादी
की कहानी सुनकर एक नई सीख लेना,
वो दुरदर्शन पर चुहे बिल्ली का कार्टून देखना,
वो मिकी और मीनी की जोड़ी का आनंद उठाना,
गुजरा हुआ जमाना था बहुत ही निराला,
पर आज का भी जमाना कम नहीं नई
टेक्नोलॉजी से जुड़ गए सभी।

©Jeetal Shah #poem

Schizology

I wait for tomorrow as if I could end today now I wait for tomorrow as if Tomorrow maybe you will return Because all I have is the memory Of you yesterday ©Schizology I wait for tomorrow as if #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #wait #Broken

I wait for tomorrow as if poem✍🧡🧡💛 #wait #Broken

I wait for tomorrow as if

I could end today now

I wait for tomorrow as if
Tomorrow maybe you will return

Because all I have is the memory
Of you yesterday

©Schizology I wait for tomorrow as if

#poem✍🧡🧡💛 #wait #Broken

Neeraj Neel

Unsplash खुशियां तकिया के सिरहाने होंगी , आशीर्वाद के ईटों से सजी दीवारें होंगी खिड़कियों में धूप सजती होगी, घर में बुजुर्गों की दुआ बस्ती होगी। अब दूर कहीं नहीं चलना होगा , एक सिर पर छत अपना होगा। हम खुशियां सारी बटोर लाएगे, हम घर में अपने सपने सजाएंगे। हम घर में रोज दीप जलाएंगे , घर आंगन में चांद तारे उतार लाएगे। अब चेहरे में एक आराम होगा , मेरे घर के दरवाजे में अब अपना नाम होगा। हा अपना नाम होगा। ✍️ नीरज नील ©Neeraj Neel poem

poem

Unsplash खुशियां तकिया के सिरहाने होंगी ,
आशीर्वाद के ईटों से सजी दीवारें होंगी

खिड़कियों में धूप सजती होगी,
घर में बुजुर्गों की दुआ बस्ती होगी।

अब दूर कहीं नहीं चलना होगा ,
एक सिर पर छत अपना होगा।

हम खुशियां सारी बटोर लाएगे,
हम घर में अपने सपने सजाएंगे।

हम घर में रोज दीप जलाएंगे ,
घर आंगन में चांद तारे उतार लाएगे।

अब चेहरे में एक आराम होगा ,
मेरे घर के दरवाजे में अब अपना नाम होगा।
हा अपना नाम होगा।

✍️ नीरज नील

©Neeraj Neel poem

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