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Poet Maddy
अल्फ़ाज़ों के ज़रिए उसको छूने का एहसास होता है, जो ग़म और खुशी दोनों में आए याद वो खास होता है...... दिल हो जाता है खुश जब गले लगाता है वो हमें यारों, खुशी से झूम उठते हैं हम जब वो हमारे पास होता है........ ©Poet Maddy अल्फ़ाज़ों के ज़रिए उसको छूने का एहसास होता है, जो ग़म और खुशी दोनों में आए याद वो खास होता है...... #Feel#Touch#Words#Mwmory#Sorrow#Happiness#H
Hamid Ali
दोस्ती सबसे बड़ा रिश्ता होता है, जब खून के रिश्ते और समाज के बनाए सभी रिश्ते साथ छोड़ देते हैं, तब भी दोस्ती का रिश्ता चलते रहता है... . ©Hamid Ali #touch
rakhi_sharma_01
मजबूरी बाद में बता कर मतलब का इल्जाम लगा कर गुनहगार ठहराए जाओगे।। ©rakhi_sharma_01 #touch
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty
White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-273 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Hope You read my poems If you don't read, who will? Who else will understand My emotions and feelings? Who else will fathom The depth and intensity of my love The way you can? Hope You read my poems If you do not Who will read my poems? Why shall I write For whom shall I write? Hope You reciprocate my emotion If not you who else will read me Read my pulse and perceptions On whose heart my poem will land From whom I will get the feedback Who will be my poetry My perennial source of joy and inspiration Hope To see you on my pages In your absence They look so dull and lifeless Like a flower without colour and fragrance Grace my pages They are dying to meet you once again Touch me, touch my lines Your touch of class Will let them come out of the grave. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-273 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Hope You read my poems If you don't read, who will? Who else will understan
#love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-273 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Hope You read my poems If you don't read, who will? Who else will understan #Poetry
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जिंदगी किया हैं इक कहानी है ये कहानी नहीं सुनानी है।। ©rakhi_sharma_01 #touch
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty
White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-262 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When I touch your shadow I feel the beats of your aching heart See the dancing waves in your teary eyes I sense everything you want to disseminate I can not come near I only talk to your shadow That is destiny I smell your fragrance from a distance I feel your feelings My heart throbs like yours The waves of emotion rise and silently vanish You are so true and beautiful Maybe I am from a distance You have not yet seen the barren land The rocky debris and scattered bedrock That is why, for you, the moon is so colourful Let me have many more births To be the moon of your dreams To be the man of your heart With whom you can fall in love I assure you, in some other birth I will be your prince charming And you my cherished fiancee The paragon of grace and beauty Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 9.8.2023 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2023/08/10/something-i-look-at-262/ https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/08/something-i-look-at-262.html?m=1 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri SOMETHING I LOOK AT-262 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When I touch your shadow I feel the beats of your aching heart See the danci
#Sad_shayri SOMETHING I LOOK AT-262 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When I touch your shadow I feel the beats of your aching heart See the danci #Love
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Smruti Ranjan Mohanty
White ତମେ ଆକାଶ ଛୁଇଁ ତଳକୁ ଦେଖିଲେ ଭାଵ ତମେ ନିଜ ଗୋଡରେ ଛିଡା ହେଇ ଉଚ୍ଚ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ଦେଖୁଚ ଥରେ ଭାବିଚ କି, ଏ ମାଟି ତମକୁ ବଢେଇଚି ଵୋଲି। ମାଟିର ସ୍ପର୍ଶ ଏଡାଅନା, ତମକୁ ସେ ତମେ କରି ବାଢିଚି, ଦିନେ ତମେ ତମ ଆରମ୍ଭ ସ୍ଥାନକୁ ବାହୁଡିବ ଯେ, ଗୋଟେ କଠିଣ ମଣିଷ ଅପେକ୍ଷା କୋମଳ ଅବତରଣ ବରଂ ଶ୍ରେୟସ୍କର A LOOK AT LIFE-128 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE ENEMY INSIDE When you touch the sky, Look at the ground below That made you stand On your feet and dream high. Be aware of the earth that groomed you. Never lose touch with it That made you what you are. One day you are to come down From where you started. Better to have a soft landing Instead of a hard one. Heaven or hell, Go wherever you want to. But never carry your ego with you. Climb the ladder of success, But leave your ego at the wrung lowest Coz you will be always under its spell. It will create a barrier between you and others. You will remain under the shadow of the ego And compel others to come under its sway. A chain reaction will follow. The net result is a clash of egos, Each trying to get the better of the other. Look at it! Your biggest enemy is deep inside, The biggest hurdle on the path of a better life Get the better of it, Channelise it for a purpose, Good and noble, Before the whole world turns your enemy. Before it kills the man in you, Take care of it. Realise! ego and self-esteem are not the same things. While self-esteem introduces You to yourself, Ego makes you a completely Different man, a rogue in fact Let love, empathy and trust Guide you to action Never let your ego speak When ego leads from the front One sees nothing but his ego In different guises in different persons It becomes a war of each against all And in all with whom one interacts, Encounters nothing But his ego In various forms. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.facebook.com/titutiku/ Picture-google ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari ତମେ ଆକାଶ ଛୁଇଁ ତଳକୁ ଦେଖିଲେ ଭାଵ ତମେ ନିଜ ଗୋଡରେ ଛିଡା ହେଇ ଉଚ୍ଚ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ଦେଖୁଚ ଥରେ ଭାବିଚ କି, ଏ ମାଟି ତମକୁ ବଢେଇଚି ଵୋଲି। ମାଟିର ସ୍ପର୍ଶ ଏ
#love_shayari ତମେ ଆକାଶ ଛୁଇଁ ତଳକୁ ଦେଖିଲେ ଭାଵ ତମେ ନିଜ ଗୋଡରେ ଛିଡା ହେଇ ଉଚ୍ଚ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ଦେଖୁଚ ଥରେ ଭାବିଚ କି, ଏ ମାଟି ତମକୁ ବଢେଇଚି ଵୋଲି। ମାଟିର ସ୍ପର୍ଶ ଏ #Poetry
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The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when it rained. Similarly, when we are hurt from within, then we also cannot fight the storm because when our heart is hurt from inside, then our wings get hurt and the wings show our dreams, our desires. If we stop fighting, then our wings will get hurt and we can never fly with our wings. ©#Nikita kour The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and
The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and #Poetry
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