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Sai Angel Shaayari
Bridge And Wall Are Made With The Same Material. But , Bridge Joins The People And Wall Divides The People. Choose The Right One. ©Sai Angel Shaayari Bridge And Wall Are Made With The Same Material. But , Bridge Joins The People And Wall Divides The People. Choose The Right One. life quote
Bridge And Wall Are Made With The Same Material. But , Bridge Joins The People And Wall Divides The People. Choose The Right One. life quote #Quotes
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White वो रास्ते भी क्या रास्ते थे, जो हमें मंज़िल तक ले जाते थे। कभी धूप में, कभी छाँव में, हम चलते रहे, सफ़र के साथ। हर मोड़ पर, हर इक ठहराव में, मिले हमसे कुछ किस्से नए। कभी हँसाए, कभी रुलाए, वो रास्ते भी हमें सिखाते गए। कभी ठोकरें खाईं, कभी गिरकर उठे, मंज़िल की ओर बढ़ते गए। वो रास्ते हमें समझाते रहे, कि संघर्ष ही है असली जीत का रास्ता। ©Ajita Bansal #Thinking poem of the day
मेरे ख़यालात.. (Jai Pathak)
White बहुत हौसलों से तेरी राहों पर चला ज़िन्दगी पर अब कदम जवाब दे रहे हैं, हो सके तो कुछ सुकून के पल दे दे नहीं तो तुझसे सीखे सबक मुझमे धुआँ हो रहे हैं... ©मेरे ख़यालात.. (Jai Pathak) #poem hindi poetry on life
Kalaam rahi
کچھ نہیں بدلا کچھ نہیں بدلنے والا پہلے بھی تو ایسے کئی جرائم ہو چکے عصمتیں لوٹنے والے نے کب عمر دیکھی لاشے دیکھتے بس ہمارے ہی دل دکھے بہت آسان ہے قانون کی دھجیاں اُڑا دینا کسی کھلتے ہوئے گلستاں میں آگ لگا دینا بس اخبار کی ہیڈلائنز بدلتی رہتی ہے شہروں کے گاؤں کے نام بدلتے رہتے ہیں بس جرم نہیں بدلتا بس جرم نہیں بدلتا انساں نماں حيوان کئی دیکھ چکے ہیں ہم سنا کرتے تھے ایسے کردار کبھی کہانی میں پھر بھی کچھ لوگ کہتے ہوئے تھکتے نہیں اجی بچے ہیں! خطا کر گئے ہیں نادانی میں انصاف کی اُمید رکھتے ہیں آج بھی لوگ بس امید رکھنا حرام ہے اِس زمانے میں کبھی نہ کبھی یہ فضا بھی بدل جائے گی مجرم صليب پہ ہونگے یا زندان خانے میں -کلام ؔ راہی- ©Kalaam rahi A poem on Kolkata rape #Kolkata #Rape #westbengal #TMC
A poem on Kolkata rape #Kolkata #Rape #westbengal #TMC #شاعری۔
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White On this day, the flag flies high, Beneath the clear and open sky. We honor those who dared to fight, To give us freedom’s glowing light. With hope and courage, hearts so bold, A legacy of strength they hold. Today we stand, both proud and free, In unity, our destiny. May peace and justice always reign, As we salute our nation’s name. Happy Independence Day, we say, With love for India, strong and brave! ©Ajita Bansal #happy_independence_day poem on independence day
#happy_independence_day poem on independence day #Poetry
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White How long will Indian girls suffer in silence? Their voices suppressed, their dreams dismissed. Their bodies bound by societal chains, Their minds shackled by patriarchal pains. How long will they be treated as less than equal? Their rights denied, their futures unreal. Their laughter muted, their tears unseen, Their stories untold, their souls unclean. How long will they be forced to hide their face? Their identity erased, their autonomy replaced. Their choices dictated, their paths predetermined, Their lives controlled, their spirits diminished. But still they rise, they resist, they fight, For a future where they can shine with all their light. Where they can live without fear or shame, Where they can be themselves, free from blame. They march with candles, a beacon of hope, A symbol of resistance, a refusal to cope. With every step, they claim their space, With every voice, they break the chains of oppression's pace. How long? Not much longer, the time is near, When equality and justice will banish fear. When Indian girls will rise, and their voices will be heard, And their stories will be told, and their dreams will be unfurled. ©twisha ray Wall #trnojo90 #howlongitlasts
Wall #trnojo90 #howlongitlasts #Poetry
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The lady on the bike I wake up in the morning and make a coffee I walk downstairs to the front deck and sit After awhile the clock turns to eight am And a moment later along comes her quick The lady on the bike says good morning Of course I reply good morning to her back Off she rides down the street pedaling Until the next morning when she rides past ©Schizology The lady on the bike #lady #smitten #bike #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english
Wasidqureshi
Double Coat Putty Wall Ki Ghisai (Rubbing) Kaise Kare | Wall Putty Sanding Wih Hands whatsapp status videos #Videos
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White In the tapestry of life, they are the golden threads, With love and guidance, our spirits they’ve fed. Through days of sunshine and nights of storm, In their embrace, we’ve found our form. They’ve walked with us through paths unknown, With every step, their care was shown. From first steps taken to dreams pursued, Their faith in us has never been subdued. Their hands have held us, their hearts have healed, In every challenge, their strength revealed. With wisdom shared and lessons taught, In their love, we’ve always been caught. So here’s to parents, near and far, The guiding lights, our brightest stars. On this day, we honor their role, With deepest thanks, from our soul. For all the nights they stayed awake, For every chance they helped us take, Today we celebrate their endless care, And the boundless love they always share. ©Ajita Bansal #love_shayari poem on national parents day
#love_shayari poem on national parents day #Poetry
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