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a-person-standing-on-a-beach-at-sunset कुछ इस तरह सौदा किया वक़्त ने मुझ से तजुर्बा दे कर वो मेरी मासूमियत ले गया This is how time made a deal with me It took away my innocence by giving me experience ©Sanjeev0834 #SunSet This is how #time #made a deal with me It took away my #innocence by #giving me #experience #beingsanjeev0834🦅 #nawab_saab💗🤞 hindi poetry on life poetry quotes poetry on love love poetry for her deep poetry in urdu

a-person-standing-on-a-beach-at-sunset कुछ इस तरह सौदा किया वक़्त ने मुझ से तजुर्बा दे कर वो मेरी मासूमियत ले गया This is how time made a deal with me It took away my innocence by giving me experience ©Sanjeev0834 #SunSet This is how #time #made a deal with me It took away my #innocence by #giving me #experience #beingsanjeev0834🦅 #nawab_saab💗🤞 hindi poetry on life poetry quotes poetry on love love poetry for her deep poetry in urdu

life lesson

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White I really want to love you again, but where is that innocence, that I felt in love with. ©life lesson #love_qoutes #innocence #nolove

White I really want to love you again, but where is that innocence, that I felt in love with. ©life lesson #love_qoutes #innocence #nolove

My Loquacious World

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In a place where healing hands should reign A despicable act of power and pain In the sanctuary of white walls and light A darkness lurks, a shadow in plain sight If a hospital can be tainted with such sin Where life is saved and hope begins Then how long until the sacred ground Of a temple's peace is shattered, profound Where the Almighty's presence should bring Comfort and solace, a sacred offering But if evil can creep into a hospital's domain Then no sanctuary from darkness will remain The purity of faith, the innocence of prayer May no longer be safe from the predator's snare So we must stand vigilant, protect the sacred space And refuse to let evil win this twisted race For if a temple can be violated, defiled Then no corner of the world will remain unspoiled Let us rise up, united in strength and might And keep the sanctuaries of our souls alight. ©My Loquacious World Raise your voice #Life #Life_experience #victim #myloquaciousworld #innocence #temple #girl #safety #Sacred Ashraf Qureshi Umme Habiba vineetapanchal vinay panwar AARPANN JAIIN Andy Mann Bitterone_me Hariram Soni Drish Khanna Niaz (Harf) Kshitija

In a place where healing hands should reign A despicable act of power and pain In the sanctuary of white walls and light A darkness lurks, a shadow in plain sight If a hospital can be tainted with such sin Where life is saved and hope begins Then how long until the sacred ground Of a temple's peace is shattered, profound Where the Almighty's presence should bring Comfort and solace, a sacred offering But if evil can creep into a hospital's domain Then no sanctuary from darkness will remain The purity of faith, the innocence of prayer May no longer be safe from the predator's snare So we must stand vigilant, protect the sacred space And refuse to let evil win this twisted race For if a temple can be violated, defiled Then no corner of the world will remain unspoiled Let us rise up, united in strength and might And keep the sanctuaries of our souls alight. ©My Loquacious World Raise your voice #Life #Life_experience #victim #myloquaciousworld #innocence #temple #girl #safety #Sacred Ashraf Qureshi Umme Habiba vineetapanchal vinay panwar AARPANN JAIIN Andy Mann Bitterone_me Hariram Soni Drish Khanna Niaz (Harf) Kshitija

Bitterone_me

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In the innocence of childhood, We danced in fields of green, Laughing under the golden sun, Dreaming of what could be seen. Imagination ran wild, As we played without a care, Building castles in the sand, Breathing in the salty air. Days were long and filled with joy, Each moment a treasure to hold, Exploring the world around us, Innocence never growing old. But time it marches steadily on, And childhood slips away, Leaving behind memories sweet, Of a simpler time and day. Oh, to return to those days, To feel that childhood bliss, But we carry it within us, In our hearts, a pure reminisce. ©Bitterone_me #Childhood #bitteroneme #L♥️ve #Life #Life_experience #bachpan #childhood_memories #innocence Munna Thakur My Loquacious World SEJAL Aariya writer vineetapanchal vinay panwar Harsh ranjan Drish Khanna chandni

In the innocence of childhood, We danced in fields of green, Laughing under the golden sun, Dreaming of what could be seen. Imagination ran wild, As we played without a care, Building castles in the sand, Breathing in the salty air. Days were long and filled with joy, Each moment a treasure to hold, Exploring the world around us, Innocence never growing old. But time it marches steadily on, And childhood slips away, Leaving behind memories sweet, Of a simpler time and day. Oh, to return to those days, To feel that childhood bliss, But we carry it within us, In our hearts, a pure reminisce. ©Bitterone_me #Childhood #bitteroneme #L♥️ve #Life #Life_experience #bachpan #childhood_memories #innocence Munna Thakur My Loquacious World SEJAL Aariya writer vineetapanchal vinay panwar Harsh ranjan Drish Khanna chandni

Krishnan

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Uff, these cockroaches! CHAPTER 1 Sometimes, childhood is least concerned about the happenings around us, whereas the innocent mind is always busy calculating the divisions and additions of friendship. Could ignorance have a cost? Returning from school, I used to get off at the Nallalam Bazar bus stop in Kozhikode (Kerala) and walk nearly a kilometer to my house, which was an apartment on the ground floor of the Telecom Staff quarters. With my hands either in my pockets or holding the straps of my school bag (which rests over my shoulder), I used to walk towards my house. Occasionally, I would kick a stone or an empty can to make my way home while my mind replayed the events from earlier in the school. As I arrived home, I would glance at all the cans or stones lying beneath the veranda. Some of them would be missing. The workers who clean the area might have removed most of the cans. After getting refreshed, I used to take a little nap before my evening studies. I preferred to on the floor, leaving the cot aside. It cools me. We had a volleyball match that day at school, and I was engrossed in it. Just then, I felt something flying over me. Since my mind was flying along with the volleyball, I ignored it. But before I could close my eyes, I felt something flying around me again. Ouch, it was a cockroach. SWAT! That was the end of it, and I relocated it to its designated spot—the waste bin. To be continued... ©Krishnan #Childhood #ignorance #Cockroaches #innocence #reallifestory #reallife

Uff, these cockroaches! CHAPTER 1 Sometimes, childhood is least concerned about the happenings around us, whereas the innocent mind is always busy calculating the divisions and additions of friendship. Could ignorance have a cost? Returning from school, I used to get off at the Nallalam Bazar bus stop in Kozhikode (Kerala) and walk nearly a kilometer to my house, which was an apartment on the ground floor of the Telecom Staff quarters. With my hands either in my pockets or holding the straps of my school bag (which rests over my shoulder), I used to walk towards my house. Occasionally, I would kick a stone or an empty can to make my way home while my mind replayed the events from earlier in the school. As I arrived home, I would glance at all the cans or stones lying beneath the veranda. Some of them would be missing. The workers who clean the area might have removed most of the cans. After getting refreshed, I used to take a little nap before my evening studies. I preferred to on the floor, leaving the cot aside. It cools me. We had a volleyball match that day at school, and I was engrossed in it. Just then, I felt something flying over me. Since my mind was flying along with the volleyball, I ignored it. But before I could close my eyes, I felt something flying around me again. Ouch, it was a cockroach. SWAT! That was the end of it, and I relocated it to its designated spot—the waste bin. To be continued... ©Krishnan #Childhood #ignorance #Cockroaches #innocence #reallifestory #reallife

baba pujari

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कुछ इस तरह से सौदा किया वक्त ने मुझसे... तजुर्बे देकर वो मेरी सारी मासुमियत ले गया... ©baba pujari #innocence #babapujari #safar_e_tanhai

कुछ इस तरह से सौदा किया वक्त ने मुझसे... तजुर्बे देकर वो मेरी सारी मासुमियत ले गया... ©baba pujari #innocence #babapujari #safar_e_tanhai

Krishnan

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It was a beautiful evening. The waves danced to the tune of gentle breeze that was blowing around the beach. I got my legs wet playing with the waves and decided to rest for a while, looking towards the crimson-red sunset on the horizon. A girl, around 5 or 6 years old, was building a castle in the sand and a tunnel to access the castle.She had done with the castle but was unable to complete the tunnel; the sand was crumbling down. I saw her trying at least ten times. Sometimes, she sat thinking with her chin resting on her fist, but she never gave up. Often, she looked at me and smiled. It seems the sun slowed down the sunset and waited for her to complete. Walking into the waves, she collected water in her little hands and poured it to tighten the sand. She repeated it a number of times. At last, the tunnel was done. Her smile on the little face was the moment of the day.I still remember her innocent, cute smile of success. The sun continued its way into the horizon, and before walking away, I approached her and clapped my hands. She didn't say a word but proudly looked at her work before gifting me with a smile! ©Krishnan #Life #innocentchild #innocence #Smile

It was a beautiful evening. The waves danced to the tune of gentle breeze that was blowing around the beach. I got my legs wet playing with the waves and decided to rest for a while, looking towards the crimson-red sunset on the horizon. A girl, around 5 or 6 years old, was building a castle in the sand and a tunnel to access the castle.She had done with the castle but was unable to complete the tunnel; the sand was crumbling down. I saw her trying at least ten times. Sometimes, she sat thinking with her chin resting on her fist, but she never gave up. Often, she looked at me and smiled. It seems the sun slowed down the sunset and waited for her to complete. Walking into the waves, she collected water in her little hands and poured it to tighten the sand. She repeated it a number of times. At last, the tunnel was done. Her smile on the little face was the moment of the day.I still remember her innocent, cute smile of success. The sun continued its way into the horizon, and before walking away, I approached her and clapped my hands. She didn't say a word but proudly looked at her work before gifting me with a smile! ©Krishnan #Life #innocentchild #innocence #Smile

Sarfaraj idrishi

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तू करले हिसाब अपने हिसाब से, लेकिन ऊपर वाला लेगा हिसाब अपने हिसाब से। ©Sarfaraj idrishi #innocence तू करले हिसाब अपने हिसाब से, लेकिन ऊपर वाला लेगा हिसाब अपने हिसाब से।Gulshan_Dwivedi AmitSinghRajput ASR Lucky Dhart jai shankar pandit sartak Uma Kant

तू करले हिसाब अपने हिसाब से, लेकिन ऊपर वाला लेगा हिसाब अपने हिसाब से। ©Sarfaraj idrishi #innocence तू करले हिसाब अपने हिसाब से, लेकिन ऊपर वाला लेगा हिसाब अपने हिसाब से।Gulshan_Dwivedi AmitSinghRajput ASR Lucky Dhart jai shankar pandit sartak Uma Kant

Dr.Madhumita Mulia

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3 things to learn from a child Unadulterated laughter Unadulterated love & unadulterated innocece. ©Dr.Madhumita Mulia #bachpan #childhood #innocence

3 things to learn from a child Unadulterated laughter Unadulterated love & unadulterated innocece. ©Dr.Madhumita Mulia #bachpan #childhood #innocence