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Poet Maddy

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किसी मुसव्विर की बनाई हुई, इक बेहद नायाब तस्वीर हो तुम........ मैं तो तुम्हारा रांझा हूं मेरी जान, और इस रांझे की हीर हो तुम........... जब तुमसे मुलाकात नहीं होती, तो ज़िंदगी वीरान सी लगती है.......... मुझको तो अब ये लगने लगा है, कि शायद मेरी तकदीर हो तुम.......... ©Poet Maddy किसी मुसव्विर की बनाई हुई, इक बेहद नायाब तस्वीर हो तुम........ #Painter#UniquePicture#Ranjha#Heer#MeetUp#Life#Desolate#Destiny..........

किसी मुसव्विर की बनाई हुई, इक बेहद नायाब तस्वीर हो तुम........ मैं तो तुम्हारा रांझा हूं मेरी जान, और इस रांझे की हीर हो तुम........... जब तुमसे मुलाकात नहीं होती, तो ज़िंदगी वीरान सी लगती है.......... मुझको तो अब ये लगने लगा है, कि शायद मेरी तकदीर हो तुम.......... ©Poet Maddy किसी मुसव्विर की बनाई हुई, इक बेहद नायाब तस्वीर हो तुम........ #Painter#UniquePicture#Ranjha#Heer#MeetUp#Life#Desolate#Destiny..........

Jasmine of December

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It All Happens On Its Own it's not willful - it all comes from mystery, a void of knowledge, and in this, there is no place to exert any certain expectation. Our demands mean little outside their thought-filled realms. Yet we devote our lives to the whim and wish of a bullying voice. Life is uncertain. Even our best intent only leads us further deep in mystery. In truth we are led nowhere. This moment is the depth of mystery, it's the continuous question to our every answer, and the fulfillment of its own desire. It's beyond our knowing, and still, it is all we will ever know. So we come to this paradox, full of will and intent, prayerful - and there's nothing we can do. But surrender. And again surrender. If it all comes to the mystery than our only faith is this - there is no knowing past the moment that we're given. Let go, let go, let go....it all happens on its own. ©Krishnadasi Sanatani #WoSadak #philosophy #Life #Dynamic #Poetry #painter #Callousness Satyajeet Roy Ankit Boss golden heart

It All Happens On Its Own it's not willful - it all comes from mystery, a void of knowledge, and in this, there is no place to exert any certain expectation. Our demands mean little outside their thought-filled realms. Yet we devote our lives to the whim and wish of a bullying voice. Life is uncertain. Even our best intent only leads us further deep in mystery. In truth we are led nowhere. This moment is the depth of mystery, it's the continuous question to our every answer, and the fulfillment of its own desire. It's beyond our knowing, and still, it is all we will ever know. So we come to this paradox, full of will and intent, prayerful - and there's nothing we can do. But surrender. And again surrender. If it all comes to the mystery than our only faith is this - there is no knowing past the moment that we're given. Let go, let go, let go....it all happens on its own. ©Krishnadasi Sanatani #WoSadak #philosophy #Life #Dynamic #Poetry #painter #Callousness Satyajeet Roy Ankit Boss golden heart

Barkat Ali Solangi

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اور بھی تو کتنے لوگ ہیں اس دنیا میں مگر آنکھوں نے تجھے دیکھنے کی قسم کھا رکھی ہے. برکت حسین ©Barkat Ali Solangi #poem #Poetry #Love #writer #Barkat #painter

اور بھی تو کتنے لوگ ہیں اس دنیا میں مگر آنکھوں نے تجھے دیکھنے کی قسم کھا رکھی ہے. برکت حسین ©Barkat Ali Solangi #poem #Poetry #Love #writer #Barkat #painter

Rinku Mogare

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बेशक मेरा कोई अस्तित्व नहीं है फिर भी मैं जीवित थी उस चित्रकार की कल्पना में, जिसने मुझे एक मनमोहक रूप दिया। जो भा रहा है अनगिनत लोगों को और वो पाना चाहते हैं मुझे हर मूल्य पर किन्तु नहीं चाहता चित्रकार मुझे बेचना क्योंकि कुछ तो था खास मेरे उस चित्र में जो बनाने वाले को भी आकर्षित कर रही थी, इसलिए नहीं चाहता वो कि ये कलाकृति मुझसे दूर जाए। रिंकू मोगरे बाॅंदा, उत्तर प्रदेश ©Mogare Ke Alfaz #painting #painter #mywords #mythoughts #Nojotoshayeri✍️M #mogarekealfaz #bandawriter

बेशक मेरा कोई अस्तित्व नहीं है फिर भी मैं जीवित थी उस चित्रकार की कल्पना में, जिसने मुझे एक मनमोहक रूप दिया। जो भा रहा है अनगिनत लोगों को और वो पाना चाहते हैं मुझे हर मूल्य पर किन्तु नहीं चाहता चित्रकार मुझे बेचना क्योंकि कुछ तो था खास मेरे उस चित्र में जो बनाने वाले को भी आकर्षित कर रही थी, इसलिए नहीं चाहता वो कि ये कलाकृति मुझसे दूर जाए। रिंकू मोगरे बाॅंदा, उत्तर प्रदेश ©Mogare Ke Alfaz #painting #painter #mywords #mythoughts #Nojotoshayeri✍️M #mogarekealfaz #bandawriter

Sunita Pathania

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A Writer, Composer, Painter, Educator and A Humanist. Remembering one of the Greatest men of our Country, Who played many roles. Happy Rabindranath Tagore Jayanti! 🙏 ©Sunita Pathania #RABINDRANATHTAGORE #Writer #Composer #painter #humanist #jayanti #sunitapathania #nojoto #Nojotoappofficial

A Writer, Composer, Painter, Educator and A Humanist. Remembering one of the Greatest men of our Country, Who played many roles. Happy Rabindranath Tagore Jayanti! 🙏 ©Sunita Pathania #RABINDRANATHTAGORE #Writer #Composer #painter #humanist #jayanti #sunitapathania #nojoto #Nojotoappofficial

brijesh mehta

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....— % & I'm a painter, sculptor, poet, dreamer, lawyer and an unrequited lover. ~ Brijesh Mehta #मंमाधन #painter #Lover #sculptor #poet #UnrequitedLover #Artist

....— % & I'm a painter, sculptor, poet, dreamer, lawyer and an unrequited lover. ~ Brijesh Mehta #मंमाधन #painter #Lover #sculptor #poet #UnrequitedLover #Artist

Hira Vajahat

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A painter, mixing subtle words and colorful thoughts and painting beautiful piece of emotions on canvas of life. #Collab and share what’s it like #tobeawriter #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #canvas #painter #life #emotion #tas_scribbles

A painter, mixing subtle words and colorful thoughts and painting beautiful piece of emotions on canvas of life. #Collab and share what’s it like #tobeawriter #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #canvas #painter #life #emotion #tas_scribbles

Muralidharan P

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Wrinkles adore my skins Peeled my glamorous colours Tiny insects makes home In my cleavage walls Losing my beauty and Fighting with growing ages I was waiting for the iron hands To destroy and go down the crust But stained hands with colours Showed love and affection on me He scraped my dirt and dead skin With his fingers like a mother bathing a child that had played in the mud and returned home My wounds were filled with his love And painted with joyfully colour To shower my graceful youth back #thewall #painter Wrinkles adore my skins Peeled my glamorous colours Tiny insects makes home In my cleavage walls Losing my beauty and Fighting with growing ages

Wrinkles adore my skins Peeled my glamorous colours Tiny insects makes home In my cleavage walls Losing my beauty and Fighting with growing ages I was waiting for the iron hands To destroy and go down the crust But stained hands with colours Showed love and affection on me He scraped my dirt and dead skin With his fingers like a mother bathing a child that had played in the mud and returned home My wounds were filled with his love And painted with joyfully colour To shower my graceful youth back #thewall #painter Wrinkles adore my skins Peeled my glamorous colours Tiny insects makes home In my cleavage walls Losing my beauty and Fighting with growing ages