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रचना कैसी लगी कमेंट जरूर करें ©SumitGaurav2005 #Synonym #samanarthi #paryayvachi #kavita #kahani #shoetry #sumitgaurav #sumitmandhana #sumitkikalamse poetry lovers poetry love poetry in

रचना कैसी लगी कमेंट जरूर करें ©SumitGaurav2005 #Synonym #samanarthi #paryayvachi #kavita #kahani #shoetry #sumitgaurav #sumitmandhana #sumitkikalamse poetry lovers poetry love poetry in

Poet Maddy

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हम शायरों की महफ़िल में पहुंचे ही थे कि, उसने हमको देखकर इक इशारा कर दिया......... उसकी तबस्सुम देख हम भूल गए अल्फ़ाज़, उस ज़ालिम ने काम खराब हमारा कर दिया........ ©Poet Maddy हम शायरों की महफ़िल में पहुंचे ही थे कि, उसने हमको देखकर इक इशारा कर दिया......... #Reach#Gathering#Poets#Gesture#BeautifulEyes#Forget#Words#

हम शायरों की महफ़िल में पहुंचे ही थे कि, उसने हमको देखकर इक इशारा कर दिया......... उसकी तबस्सुम देख हम भूल गए अल्फ़ाज़, उस ज़ालिम ने काम खराब हमारा कर दिया........ ©Poet Maddy हम शायरों की महफ़िल में पहुंचे ही थे कि, उसने हमको देखकर इक इशारा कर दिया......... #Reach#Gathering#Poets#Gesture#BeautifulEyes#Forget#Words#

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जान ये सुरूर है मोहब्बत का, इतनी जल्दी उतर थोड़ी जाएगा.......... इस दिल को बिगाड़ा है तुमने, इतनी जल्दी सुधर थोड़ी जाएगा.......... ©Poet Maddy जान ये सुरूर है मोहब्बत का, इतनी जल्दी उतर थोड़ी जाएगा.......... #Darling#Essence#Love#Son#Spoil#Heart#Better.........

जान ये सुरूर है मोहब्बत का, इतनी जल्दी उतर थोड़ी जाएगा.......... इस दिल को बिगाड़ा है तुमने, इतनी जल्दी सुधर थोड़ी जाएगा.......... ©Poet Maddy जान ये सुरूर है मोहब्बत का, इतनी जल्दी उतर थोड़ी जाएगा.......... #Darling#Essence#Love#Son#Spoil#Heart#Better.........

Bhupendra Rawat

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White Silence has worth and it is always priceless. Unproductive gossips and unnecessary arguments spoil qualities. ©Bhupendra Rawat #GoodMorning Silence has worth and it is always priceless. Unproductive gossips and unnecessary arguments spoil qualities which we possess.

White Silence has worth and it is always priceless. Unproductive gossips and unnecessary arguments spoil qualities. ©Bhupendra Rawat #GoodMorning Silence has worth and it is always priceless. Unproductive gossips and unnecessary arguments spoil qualities which we possess.

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Too many colors also spoil the picture ©Internet Jockey Too many colors also spoil the picture life quotes in hindi

Too many colors also spoil the picture ©Internet Jockey Too many colors also spoil the picture life quotes in hindi

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-280 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When you respond My joy knows no bounds Your response makes my day Sends a smile to my arteries and veins It is okay If you do not I have learned to bear with it I know you are too busy Too preoccupied to find time for me I know What does time mean to you How do you value it Don't expect you to spoil it for someone Who hardly matters in your life A nonentity I was Will remain so till I am alive But I feel ecstatic When, from a distance, I see you smiling Your happiness means so much I have forgotten my own long since I often ask myself do I need anything Except for your happiness and well-being? Am I so selfish, is my love a selfish desire It seeks its felicity in your cheer and smile,? From a distance I sense your feelings, sorrow and happiness Though physically we are miles apart I visualise your tears and smile I know how you are But sometimes I doubt my instincts For which I ask how do you feel? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-280 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When you respond My joy knows no bounds Your response makes my day Sends

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-280 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When you respond My joy knows no bounds Your response makes my day Sends a smile to my arteries and veins It is okay If you do not I have learned to bear with it I know you are too busy Too preoccupied to find time for me I know What does time mean to you How do you value it Don't expect you to spoil it for someone Who hardly matters in your life A nonentity I was Will remain so till I am alive But I feel ecstatic When, from a distance, I see you smiling Your happiness means so much I have forgotten my own long since I often ask myself do I need anything Except for your happiness and well-being? Am I so selfish, is my love a selfish desire It seeks its felicity in your cheer and smile,? From a distance I sense your feelings, sorrow and happiness Though physically we are miles apart I visualise your tears and smile I know how you are But sometimes I doubt my instincts For which I ask how do you feel? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-280 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When you respond My joy knows no bounds Your response makes my day Sends

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हम महफ़िल में पहुंचे ही थे कि, उसने हमको यूं इशारा कर दिया.......... हमारे ग़ज़ल पढ़ने से पहले ही, उसने काम खराब सारा कर दिया........ ©Poet Maddy हम महफ़िल में पहुंचे ही थे कि, उसने हमको यूं इशारा कर दिया.......... #Reach#Gathering#Signal#Read#Gazal#Spoil#Work..........

हम महफ़िल में पहुंचे ही थे कि, उसने हमको यूं इशारा कर दिया.......... हमारे ग़ज़ल पढ़ने से पहले ही, उसने काम खराब सारा कर दिया........ ©Poet Maddy हम महफ़िल में पहुंचे ही थे कि, उसने हमको यूं इशारा कर दिया.......... #Reach#Gathering#Signal#Read#Gazal#Spoil#Work..........

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciation and recognition, pelf and power, I lost myself somewhere. Caught in between dreams and dramas, the real me and my endless desires, struggle for a place under the sun and a go at the moon, I failed to recognise myself and my love. Remained engrossed in me, in my comforts and amenities of life. WhatsApp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and the digital world became my love and passion, forcing relationships, feelings and touch of humanity to silently wither. With a cell phone in my heart and mind became a servant of my changing needs, forgetting all those who loved me. Looked at none, listened to none. All that I needed was only an internet connection. I more interacted with a cell phone rather than with human faces. Travelled in the air, talked over the telephone. For me, nothing mattered except money, power and recognition. Missed that delicate human touch all along Roamed here and there in a colourful world where there was nothing except accolades and applause, dreams, fancies and idiocies. Ran away from life and its beauty, from love, family and friendship, from all that I once loved and relished, only to find me in a no man's world caught in an ocean of shattered dreams and desires with none accompanying me. With nowhere the shore in vision I worked out the mathematics of life. What I achieved, everybody knows, what I lost, I only know. I lost those beautiful days, nature and her beautiful murmur, the cool moon and bright sunshine, the first shower and smell of moist earth, the love and shadow of my parents, the looks and longing of my beloved, her love and tears, petty wishes and trifling demands, the sweet smiles and the company of my kids, their desire to have a bit of my time. no one, nothing waited for me, neither the blooming and craving of my beloved nor my kid's naughty looks and early childhood. Time flew by and I lost all those moments Which could have been mine. Running away from my own I only landed myself in a pseudo world with empty coffers with no one with me to share my spoil, agony and distress. Looking back there was nothing except the crowded lane that led me to my coffin. By the time I realised, the machine had a heart, life had lost its rhythm and rhyme The grey hairs of my kids were mocking t me and the lady sitting on a chair on the wheel with wrinkles all over greeted me with a faint smile. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciatio

White A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciation and recognition, pelf and power, I lost myself somewhere. Caught in between dreams and dramas, the real me and my endless desires, struggle for a place under the sun and a go at the moon, I failed to recognise myself and my love. Remained engrossed in me, in my comforts and amenities of life. WhatsApp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and the digital world became my love and passion, forcing relationships, feelings and touch of humanity to silently wither. With a cell phone in my heart and mind became a servant of my changing needs, forgetting all those who loved me. Looked at none, listened to none. All that I needed was only an internet connection. I more interacted with a cell phone rather than with human faces. Travelled in the air, talked over the telephone. For me, nothing mattered except money, power and recognition. Missed that delicate human touch all along Roamed here and there in a colourful world where there was nothing except accolades and applause, dreams, fancies and idiocies. Ran away from life and its beauty, from love, family and friendship, from all that I once loved and relished, only to find me in a no man's world caught in an ocean of shattered dreams and desires with none accompanying me. With nowhere the shore in vision I worked out the mathematics of life. What I achieved, everybody knows, what I lost, I only know. I lost those beautiful days, nature and her beautiful murmur, the cool moon and bright sunshine, the first shower and smell of moist earth, the love and shadow of my parents, the looks and longing of my beloved, her love and tears, petty wishes and trifling demands, the sweet smiles and the company of my kids, their desire to have a bit of my time. no one, nothing waited for me, neither the blooming and craving of my beloved nor my kid's naughty looks and early childhood. Time flew by and I lost all those moments Which could have been mine. Running away from my own I only landed myself in a pseudo world with empty coffers with no one with me to share my spoil, agony and distress. Looking back there was nothing except the crowded lane that led me to my coffin. By the time I realised, the machine had a heart, life had lost its rhythm and rhyme The grey hairs of my kids were mocking t me and the lady sitting on a chair on the wheel with wrinkles all over greeted me with a faint smile. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciatio

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इन दिनों नहीं हो पाती है उससे बात मेरी, कुछ ही पल की ज़िंदगी थी उसके साथ मेरी........ दिन में उसके खयाल परेशान करते हैं मुझे, और उसके ख़्वाब खराब करते हैं रात मेरी........... ©Poet Maddy इन दिनों नहीं हो पाती है उससे बात मेरी, कुछ ही पल की ज़िंदगी थी उसके साथ मेरी........ #Days#Conversation#Life#Moments#Thoughts#Haunt#Dream#Sp

इन दिनों नहीं हो पाती है उससे बात मेरी, कुछ ही पल की ज़िंदगी थी उसके साथ मेरी........ दिन में उसके खयाल परेशान करते हैं मुझे, और उसके ख़्वाब खराब करते हैं रात मेरी........... ©Poet Maddy इन दिनों नहीं हो पाती है उससे बात मेरी, कुछ ही पल की ज़िंदगी थी उसके साथ मेरी........ #Days#Conversation#Life#Moments#Thoughts#Haunt#Dream#Sp