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White In this great city, shadows loom, A dance of contrasts, joy and gloom. Where there is love, there is hatred near, Hearts entwined, yet hearts in fear. Where whispers plot, courage stands tall, Battling treachery, answering its call. But solace, a phantom, evades our sight, No relief, only endless night. Each step we take, the ground may quake, Doom lurking in choices we make. Yet through the cracks, a light may gleam, Fleeting hope, a fragile dream. In this great city, life unfolds, A tale of iron, dust, and gold. Through love and loss, through dark and bright, We carve our paths, chasing the light. ©saumya Echoes of the great city #Life #Life_Story love poetry in english Extraterrestrial life poetry lovers

White In this great city, shadows loom, A dance of contrasts, joy and gloom. Where there is love, there is hatred near, Hearts entwined, yet hearts in fear. Where whispers plot, courage stands tall, Battling treachery, answering its call. But solace, a phantom, evades our sight, No relief, only endless night. Each step we take, the ground may quake, Doom lurking in choices we make. Yet through the cracks, a light may gleam, Fleeting hope, a fragile dream. In this great city, life unfolds, A tale of iron, dust, and gold. Through love and loss, through dark and bright, We carve our paths, chasing the light. ©saumya Echoes of the great city #Life #Life_Story love poetry in english Extraterrestrial life poetry lovers

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The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master ©Srinivas The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master

The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master ©Srinivas The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master

Biswajit Tripathy

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White title poem of my upcoming book....please read till end. If I die tomorrow If I die tomorrow, don't mourn for me, Let my spirit soar and set me free. And as I depart to the great unknown, Let my dreams and ambitions be shown. Let my desires live on, And let them find a new home In the hearts of those I've touched, And in the minds of those I've taught. Let my legacy be remembered, And let my life have meaning, Let the flame of my ambition, Be ignited in the heart of my successor's mission, May my light forever shine, And inspire greatness divine, In the one who takes my place, And fulfil their destiny with grace. So if I die tomorrow, don't you cry, For I'll be soaring high, in the sky. My dreams and passions, I leave in your care, My successor, carry them with love and flair ©Biswajit Tripathy OF I DIE TOMORROW poetry in english sad poetry poetry

White title poem of my upcoming book....please read till end. If I die tomorrow If I die tomorrow, don't mourn for me, Let my spirit soar and set me free. And as I depart to the great unknown, Let my dreams and ambitions be shown. Let my desires live on, And let them find a new home In the hearts of those I've touched, And in the minds of those I've taught. Let my legacy be remembered, And let my life have meaning, Let the flame of my ambition, Be ignited in the heart of my successor's mission, May my light forever shine, And inspire greatness divine, In the one who takes my place, And fulfil their destiny with grace. So if I die tomorrow, don't you cry, For I'll be soaring high, in the sky. My dreams and passions, I leave in your care, My successor, carry them with love and flair ©Biswajit Tripathy OF I DIE TOMORROW poetry in english sad poetry poetry

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In the dance of life, those who miss the beat of change, find themselves dancing to the tune of adversity. ©Srinivas In the dance of life, those who miss the beat of change, find themselves dancing to the tune of adversity.

In the dance of life, those who miss the beat of change, find themselves dancing to the tune of adversity. ©Srinivas In the dance of life, those who miss the beat of change, find themselves dancing to the tune of adversity.

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In the face of shared threats, the seeds of enmity wither, and the roots of friendship grow strong ©Srinivas In the face of shared threats, the seeds of enmity wither, and the roots of friendship grow strong.

In the face of shared threats, the seeds of enmity wither, and the roots of friendship grow strong ©Srinivas In the face of shared threats, the seeds of enmity wither, and the roots of friendship grow strong.

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In the shadows of your triumph, lies the hard work of others, honor their silent strength. ©Srinivas In the shadows of your triumph, lies the hard work of others, honor their silent strength.

In the shadows of your triumph, lies the hard work of others, honor their silent strength. ©Srinivas In the shadows of your triumph, lies the hard work of others, honor their silent strength.