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"Manraaz" Brijesh Sharma

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White आओ बात करें। कोई है? ©"Manraaz" Brijesh Sharma #Talk

White आओ बात करें। कोई है? ©"Manraaz" Brijesh Sharma #Talk

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In the labyrinth of living, walls rise high, Carved from dreams, or doubts, or time's soft sigh. Each stone a memory, a choice, a scar, Marking journeys, both near and far. Life's passage winds through corridors tight, Where walls reflect both shadows and light. They echo laughter, whisper fears, Hold back the rush of passing years. Yet walls can cradle, shelter, and bind, Shielding souls from the world unkind. They frame the moments of solace and peace, Offering refuge where troubles cease. But break these walls, and see the expanse, Where freedom dances, and spirits dance. For life is not just the confines we know, But the horizons where dreams freely flow. So build your walls with care, yet not in vain, For the heart's true home lies beyond the chain. Embrace the spaces, the open, the wide, Where life's vast canvas stretches far and wide. ©twisha ray Life and walls #trnojo125 #WallsTalk

In the labyrinth of living, walls rise high, Carved from dreams, or doubts, or time's soft sigh. Each stone a memory, a choice, a scar, Marking journeys, both near and far. Life's passage winds through corridors tight, Where walls reflect both shadows and light. They echo laughter, whisper fears, Hold back the rush of passing years. Yet walls can cradle, shelter, and bind, Shielding souls from the world unkind. They frame the moments of solace and peace, Offering refuge where troubles cease. But break these walls, and see the expanse, Where freedom dances, and spirits dance. For life is not just the confines we know, But the horizons where dreams freely flow. So build your walls with care, yet not in vain, For the heart's true home lies beyond the chain. Embrace the spaces, the open, the wide, Where life's vast canvas stretches far and wide. ©twisha ray Life and walls #trnojo125 #WallsTalk

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People will talk People will talk People will gossip They will discuss You as their topic People will squawk People will mix up They'll make a fuss Like you are toxic People will gawk People watch close up They'll swear and curse They have no logic Observe like a hawk Treat you like a pup Throw you under a bus Act like it's comic People will stalk People will say yup They'll call you a wuss Makes you neurotic They hang with dogs Down at the pub They call each other gus I think they're psychotic ©Schizology People will talk #Talk #gossip #poem✍🧡🧡💛

People will talk People will talk People will gossip They will discuss You as their topic People will squawk People will mix up They'll make a fuss Like you are toxic People will gawk People watch close up They'll swear and curse They have no logic Observe like a hawk Treat you like a pup Throw you under a bus Act like it's comic People will stalk People will say yup They'll call you a wuss Makes you neurotic They hang with dogs Down at the pub They call each other gus I think they're psychotic ©Schizology People will talk #Talk #gossip #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Sanjoy Khuman

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White "The Brahmin who could not eat -2" "How is this Brahmin, whom I cursed at birth, enjoying a full meal? I have to do something." He transformed himself into a golden frog and jumped into the fish curry and rice the Brahmin was scooping up! The Brahmin did not see him. Instead, he rolled the frog into a chappati and ate it! Oh yes! Unwittingly, the Brahmin swallowed the God who had come to stall his meal! Of course, now there was no stopping the Brahmin from feasting till his stomach was about to burst! Suddenly, the Brahmin heard some noise. "Huh? Is someone calling me? Oh yes, dear Brahmin! It is Bidhata yelling in your full tummy, begging to be let out. "Help! Let me out! Let me out!" The Brahmin curiously cupped his ears and said, "Aiee? Who is calling me?" "It is me, Bidhata," said the God of Fate. "I am in your stomach. You swallowed me with your meal! Let me out!" In my stomach? I understand! You must have been skulking around trying to mess up my meal. Ho-ho, I ate you up! Ha-ha-ha! Now stay there, in my tummy! You have given me so much of grief. You deserve to be trapped. Saying so, the Brahmin reached home, not allowing Bidhata to go out! Now when 'fate' is trapped, the repercussions are enormous "We have no one controlling fate, there is chaos everywhere, uttered everyone to Vishnu. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #"The Brahmin who could not eat -2"

White "The Brahmin who could not eat -2" "How is this Brahmin, whom I cursed at birth, enjoying a full meal? I have to do something." He transformed himself into a golden frog and jumped into the fish curry and rice the Brahmin was scooping up! The Brahmin did not see him. Instead, he rolled the frog into a chappati and ate it! Oh yes! Unwittingly, the Brahmin swallowed the God who had come to stall his meal! Of course, now there was no stopping the Brahmin from feasting till his stomach was about to burst! Suddenly, the Brahmin heard some noise. "Huh? Is someone calling me? Oh yes, dear Brahmin! It is Bidhata yelling in your full tummy, begging to be let out. "Help! Let me out! Let me out!" The Brahmin curiously cupped his ears and said, "Aiee? Who is calling me?" "It is me, Bidhata," said the God of Fate. "I am in your stomach. You swallowed me with your meal! Let me out!" In my stomach? I understand! You must have been skulking around trying to mess up my meal. Ho-ho, I ate you up! Ha-ha-ha! Now stay there, in my tummy! You have given me so much of grief. You deserve to be trapped. Saying so, the Brahmin reached home, not allowing Bidhata to go out! Now when 'fate' is trapped, the repercussions are enormous "We have no one controlling fate, there is chaos everywhere, uttered everyone to Vishnu. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #"The Brahmin who could not eat -2"

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White "The Brahmin who could not eat" "This child will never eat his fill! His meals will forever be interrupted. Bidhata has ordained it!" an astrologer told the parents of a baby Brahmin boy. Bidhata was the God of every one's fate. As, the child grew up and he was never able to eat food to a full stomach. One day, the Brahmin was invited to the King's palace for a meal. "Come what may, this time I will eat to my heart 's content," he assured his wife. The king welcome him and invited him to sit at the banquet spread out for him. The Brahmin began to eat. He took his first bite and "Booom-bang!" A clay pot hanging on the awning above, fell into his plate, shattering it into shards. His meal was ruined! Angry at fate, the Brahmin took out his ire on the servants. Hearing the commotion, the King inquired, "Dear Brahmin, what happened?" The Brahmin showed him the ruined meal. "Oh no, I am sorry! Please stay for another meal," the King humbly requested. The King went to the kitchens and himself served the Brahmin. The Brahmin gleefully gorged on to the food. I guess fate was looking the other way because the Brahmin managed to get into the meal's second course without interruption. Oh, oh! Suddenly, Bidhata noticed. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #The Brahmin who could not eat

White "The Brahmin who could not eat" "This child will never eat his fill! His meals will forever be interrupted. Bidhata has ordained it!" an astrologer told the parents of a baby Brahmin boy. Bidhata was the God of every one's fate. As, the child grew up and he was never able to eat food to a full stomach. One day, the Brahmin was invited to the King's palace for a meal. "Come what may, this time I will eat to my heart 's content," he assured his wife. The king welcome him and invited him to sit at the banquet spread out for him. The Brahmin began to eat. He took his first bite and "Booom-bang!" A clay pot hanging on the awning above, fell into his plate, shattering it into shards. His meal was ruined! Angry at fate, the Brahmin took out his ire on the servants. Hearing the commotion, the King inquired, "Dear Brahmin, what happened?" The Brahmin showed him the ruined meal. "Oh no, I am sorry! Please stay for another meal," the King humbly requested. The King went to the kitchens and himself served the Brahmin. The Brahmin gleefully gorged on to the food. I guess fate was looking the other way because the Brahmin managed to get into the meal's second course without interruption. Oh, oh! Suddenly, Bidhata noticed. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #The Brahmin who could not eat

Bhagyashree Jena

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White Could I really be the sun? To send beams of brilliant light into the world. Could I really be the rain? To provide good harvest for all farmers. Could I really be the westwind? That touches the beams and spread the sweet fragrance. ©Bhagyashree Jena #Could I be

White Could I really be the sun? To send beams of brilliant light into the world. Could I really be the rain? To provide good harvest for all farmers. Could I really be the westwind? That touches the beams and spread the sweet fragrance. ©Bhagyashree Jena #Could I be