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Nighttime The day has come to an end The night has closed in fast The sun is very exhausted Darkness has been cast The pitch black night arrived Eerily quiet but also calming Sounds of the trees in the wind The leaves blowing and rustling Some water flowing in the lake A faint quack from a goose Nothing can be seen but stars Mother natures' beauty soothes In the dark emptiness of night There's animals that come alive Quietly they go about business Insects too come out and thrive The night is like another world Echoes of stillness surround Silently nature moves in the dark Nocturnal creatures all around ©Schizology Nighttime #Night #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Nighttime The day has come to an end The night has closed in fast The sun is very exhausted Darkness has been cast The pitch black night arrived Eerily quiet but also calming Sounds of the trees in the wind The leaves blowing and rustling Some water flowing in the lake A faint quack from a goose Nothing can be seen but stars Mother natures' beauty soothes In the dark emptiness of night There's animals that come alive Quietly they go about business Insects too come out and thrive The night is like another world Echoes of stillness surround Silently nature moves in the dark Nocturnal creatures all around ©Schizology Nighttime #Night #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Bhawana dixit

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White खामोशी में भी मैंने अपने लिए बेइंतहा प्यार पाया है!! ©Bhawana dixit #thought of the day

White खामोशी में भी मैंने अपने लिए बेइंतहा प्यार पाया है!! ©Bhawana dixit #thought of the day

Sangeeta Dey Roy

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White Dusk slithered in gently, noiselessly spread a sumptuous feast of orange, crimson and red. I basked in the glorious spread, But before I could fully relish the feast,it closed its wings and slept. ©Sangeeta Dey Roy # the colours of dusk

White Dusk slithered in gently, noiselessly spread a sumptuous feast of orange, crimson and red. I basked in the glorious spread, But before I could fully relish the feast,it closed its wings and slept. ©Sangeeta Dey Roy # the colours of dusk

Srinivas

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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.