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"The Call of the Village" Village whispers, memories sweet, City's chaos, heart's retreat. Fields of gold, childhood's play, Urban rush, dreams in fray. Village breeze, soul's reprieve, City's grip, can't deceive. Neighbor's love, like kin's embrace, Village's pull, a timeless grace. In city's maze, longing's sigh, Village's call, like a lullaby. Nature's hymn, in fields I'll soar, Village's embrace, forevermore. Village paths, where dreams ignite, City's glare, dims their light. Rustling leaves, a gentle hum, City's roar, a deafening drum. Village nights, stars alight, City's skyline, blocks the sight. Simple joys, in village's fold, City's grip, a story untold. Village laughter, echoes pure, City's rush, dreams obscure. In village's heart, I find my song, City's pull, it won't be long. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem's moral underscores the enduring value of rural simplicity and the importance of staying connected to one's roots amidst the

"The Call of the Village" Village whispers, memories sweet, City's chaos, heart's retreat. Fields of gold, childhood's play, Urban rush, dreams in fray. Village breeze, soul's reprieve, City's grip, can't deceive. Neighbor's love, like kin's embrace, Village's pull, a timeless grace. In city's maze, longing's sigh, Village's call, like a lullaby. Nature's hymn, in fields I'll soar, Village's embrace, forevermore. Village paths, where dreams ignite, City's glare, dims their light. Rustling leaves, a gentle hum, City's roar, a deafening drum. Village nights, stars alight, City's skyline, blocks the sight. Simple joys, in village's fold, City's grip, a story untold. Village laughter, echoes pure, City's rush, dreams obscure. In village's heart, I find my song, City's pull, it won't be long. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem's moral underscores the enduring value of rural simplicity and the importance of staying connected to one's roots amidst the

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"Shiv Kankana : Drama" Amidst fragrant airs, flags unfurled, Gajanan's sight, drama swirls. In "Shiv Kankana," valor's tale, Hearts ignite, love prevails. Shivaji's saga, Chandanagad's lore, Raiba and Manjula, love's encore. In battle's clamor, sovereignty's call, Drums beat, banners fall. Traitors quiver, sovereignty's might, Vanish in the sovereign's light. Khan's deceit, Mughal's snare, Shivaji's message, Raiba's aware. In battle's heat, Raiba stands tall, Defending righteousness, through it all. Bullets faced, with a smile, Victory's path, all the while. Through Manjula, Shivaji's word, Raiba's flag, in triumph stirred. Sacrifice's tale, in Maharashtra's fold, Raiba's legacy, forever bold. Inspiring valor, freedom's quest, Raiba's spirit, eternally blessed. In history's tome, Raiba's name, "Shiv Kankana," love's flame. In Maharashtra's heart, it shall reign, "Shiv Kankana," valor's refrain. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The Poem "Shiv Kankana" is about the enduring values of courage, sacrifice, and patriotism, as exemplified by the characters like Chha

"Shiv Kankana : Drama" Amidst fragrant airs, flags unfurled, Gajanan's sight, drama swirls. In "Shiv Kankana," valor's tale, Hearts ignite, love prevails. Shivaji's saga, Chandanagad's lore, Raiba and Manjula, love's encore. In battle's clamor, sovereignty's call, Drums beat, banners fall. Traitors quiver, sovereignty's might, Vanish in the sovereign's light. Khan's deceit, Mughal's snare, Shivaji's message, Raiba's aware. In battle's heat, Raiba stands tall, Defending righteousness, through it all. Bullets faced, with a smile, Victory's path, all the while. Through Manjula, Shivaji's word, Raiba's flag, in triumph stirred. Sacrifice's tale, in Maharashtra's fold, Raiba's legacy, forever bold. Inspiring valor, freedom's quest, Raiba's spirit, eternally blessed. In history's tome, Raiba's name, "Shiv Kankana," love's flame. In Maharashtra's heart, it shall reign, "Shiv Kankana," valor's refrain. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The Poem "Shiv Kankana" is about the enduring values of courage, sacrifice, and patriotism, as exemplified by the characters like Chha

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"Fading Light" Dim light, love near, silent tears fall. Half a year lost, a love's broken wall. Reaching hand, met with empty space. Her coldness, a wound on his heart's embrace. Yearning touch, a withdrawn embrace. Love's vow fades, lost in night's chase. Flickering flame, a heart's silent plea. Love once soared, now struggles to be. Desolate nights, lost in despair's hold. Love's fire wanes, a story untold. Duty binds, to hearts yet to break. Laughter's echo, for a love's sweet sake. Staying or leaving, a love's slow demise. Can hope's embers still ignite love's skies? ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem "Fading Light" highlights the fading of love over time and the potential for rekindling if efforts are made to nurture the re

"Fading Light" Dim light, love near, silent tears fall. Half a year lost, a love's broken wall. Reaching hand, met with empty space. Her coldness, a wound on his heart's embrace. Yearning touch, a withdrawn embrace. Love's vow fades, lost in night's chase. Flickering flame, a heart's silent plea. Love once soared, now struggles to be. Desolate nights, lost in despair's hold. Love's fire wanes, a story untold. Duty binds, to hearts yet to break. Laughter's echo, for a love's sweet sake. Staying or leaving, a love's slow demise. Can hope's embers still ignite love's skies? ©Santosh Jangam #Poem The poem "Fading Light" highlights the fading of love over time and the potential for rekindling if efforts are made to nurture the re

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"EVERY JOURNEY BEGINS WITH A SINGLE HOP" ©Aliya #truecolors #frog

"EVERY JOURNEY BEGINS WITH A SINGLE HOP" ©Aliya #truecolors #frog

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We think too small, like the frog at the bottom of the well. ... ©Yogesh Ram Kumar #truecolors frog 🐸 life#motivation #love

We think too small, like the frog at the bottom of the well. ... ©Yogesh Ram Kumar #truecolors frog 🐸 life#motivation #love

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कर्म और किस्मत दोनों इक दूसरे के पूरक हैं ©MमtA Maया 05/04/24 कर्म और किस्मत दोनों ज़रूरी है

कर्म और किस्मत दोनों इक दूसरे के पूरक हैं ©MमtA Maया 05/04/24 कर्म और किस्मत दोनों ज़रूरी है

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वक्त के जैसे ही एक दिन गुजर जाऊंगी मैं भी पुकारोगे तुम , कभी लौट कर न आऊंगी मैं भी । बहुत दूर जाकर के मुझसे जो खुश हो रहे हो तुम तुम्हे एक दिन अपने दीदार को तड़पाऊंगी मैं भी । बार-बार आवाज लगा के गला बैठ जाएगा तुम्हारा पर अपनी जुबां से एक लफ्ज़ न कह पाऊंगी मैं भी। सुनो ज़रा सा भी अंदाजा नहीं तुम्हे मेरी नाराजगी का मैं कब्र में दफन होते ही , तुम्हे बहुत याद आऊंगी मैं भी ।। ©Sherni मैं भी ! 🥀🍁🥀 #4april2024 #05:55pm

वक्त के जैसे ही एक दिन गुजर जाऊंगी मैं भी पुकारोगे तुम , कभी लौट कर न आऊंगी मैं भी । बहुत दूर जाकर के मुझसे जो खुश हो रहे हो तुम तुम्हे एक दिन अपने दीदार को तड़पाऊंगी मैं भी । बार-बार आवाज लगा के गला बैठ जाएगा तुम्हारा पर अपनी जुबां से एक लफ्ज़ न कह पाऊंगी मैं भी। सुनो ज़रा सा भी अंदाजा नहीं तुम्हे मेरी नाराजगी का मैं कब्र में दफन होते ही , तुम्हे बहुत याद आऊंगी मैं भी ।। ©Sherni मैं भी ! 🥀🍁🥀 #4april2024 #05:55pm

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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