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S Priyadarshini

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White जिंदगी में ठोकरे हमें मजबूर नहीं अंदर से कठौर बना देते हैं l 🙏 ©S Priyadarshini #good_night #Nojoto #poem#poetry#poem

White जिंदगी में ठोकरे हमें मजबूर नहीं अंदर से कठौर बना देते हैं l 🙏 ©S Priyadarshini #good_night #Nojoto #poem#poetry#poem

Schizology2

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A thought I never want to take your picture down It's all I have left of you that's around I wish the picture also came with sound Hearing your voice would end my frown ©Rick A thought #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Broken💔Heart #missed

A thought I never want to take your picture down It's all I have left of you that's around I wish the picture also came with sound Hearing your voice would end my frown ©Rick A thought #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Broken💔Heart #missed

Krishnan

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The Mountain had a Story to Tell Holding Mr. Ravi Kumar's finger, little Sruthi expressed her desire to climb the mountain. Ravi Kumar loved to climb but didn't want to risk harming his little granddaughter. He looked at her and said, "My dear, you are too small to climb, and I'm too old." "Yes, I know, Grandpa, but we both have a strong mind, and that's enough, isn't it, Grandpa?" little Sruthi asked her grandfather. Ravi Kumar observed the confidence in her face and then turned his gaze to the mountain, which responded with a smile. He thought, "Such confidence at such a young age will take her places."  Little Sruthi, already filled with excitement, was ecstatic as they reached the top of the mountain. She looked at her grandpa and said, "Yes, I was confident, but holding your hands gave me an assurance of safety." Tears came out of Ravi Kumar's eyes, and he hugged her. After spending some time on the mountain, they began to climb down. As they came down, little Shruthi turned back and saw the mountain smiling at her. She continued to hold Ravi Kumar's finger and hopped down the hill.  Years later, Shruti is back in the same place with her son. The mountain smiled at her, and she climbed with her son. Shruti walked down the memory lanes and felt like someone holding her fingers. It wasn't her son who was sitting down on the grass. A cool breeze began to blow, and she once again felt someone holding her finger and standing beside her. Shruti turned back, looked at the mountains, wiped her tears, and said,"Oh, my dear grandpa!" She felt nostalgic. Before continuing down the hill with her son, she once again looked at the mountain. The mountain smiled at her! ©Krishnan #Mountains #nostalgic #Nostalgia #grandfather #Granddaughter

The Mountain had a Story to Tell Holding Mr. Ravi Kumar's finger, little Sruthi expressed her desire to climb the mountain. Ravi Kumar loved to climb but didn't want to risk harming his little granddaughter. He looked at her and said, "My dear, you are too small to climb, and I'm too old." "Yes, I know, Grandpa, but we both have a strong mind, and that's enough, isn't it, Grandpa?" little Sruthi asked her grandfather. Ravi Kumar observed the confidence in her face and then turned his gaze to the mountain, which responded with a smile. He thought, "Such confidence at such a young age will take her places."  Little Sruthi, already filled with excitement, was ecstatic as they reached the top of the mountain. She looked at her grandpa and said, "Yes, I was confident, but holding your hands gave me an assurance of safety." Tears came out of Ravi Kumar's eyes, and he hugged her. After spending some time on the mountain, they began to climb down. As they came down, little Shruthi turned back and saw the mountain smiling at her. She continued to hold Ravi Kumar's finger and hopped down the hill.  Years later, Shruti is back in the same place with her son. The mountain smiled at her, and she climbed with her son. Shruti walked down the memory lanes and felt like someone holding her fingers. It wasn't her son who was sitting down on the grass. A cool breeze began to blow, and she once again felt someone holding her finger and standing beside her. Shruti turned back, looked at the mountains, wiped her tears, and said,"Oh, my dear grandpa!" She felt nostalgic. Before continuing down the hill with her son, she once again looked at the mountain. The mountain smiled at her! ©Krishnan #Mountains #nostalgic #Nostalgia #grandfather #Granddaughter

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A poem about dogs Dogs are a great thing Spending time together I can't think of anything Better in stormy weather Some dogs do not like The loud booms And owners too I think Want to hide in their rooms You comfort the dog The dog comforts you You pet the dog calmly The dog protects too Side by side As the clouds clear Both you and the dog Together facing your fears ©Schizology A poem about dogs #Dogs #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #friends poetry in english

A poem about dogs Dogs are a great thing Spending time together I can't think of anything Better in stormy weather Some dogs do not like The loud booms And owners too I think Want to hide in their rooms You comfort the dog The dog comforts you You pet the dog calmly The dog protects too Side by side As the clouds clear Both you and the dog Together facing your fears ©Schizology A poem about dogs #Dogs #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #friends poetry in english

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A view I want to see you From all directions With every possible Angle of light To see each and Every inch of you How the shadows Accent your body And how the light Radiates your face You are like An evolving canvas Hues in the millions Like colorful art A painting that Becomes more Appreciable after Every viewing ©Schizology A view #View #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Beauty poetry in english

A view I want to see you From all directions With every possible Angle of light To see each and Every inch of you How the shadows Accent your body And how the light Radiates your face You are like An evolving canvas Hues in the millions Like colorful art A painting that Becomes more Appreciable after Every viewing ©Schizology A view #View #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Beauty poetry in english

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A thought A thought of you A thought of me A thought that grew A thought unforeseen The things you do The things I see The things are new The things in my dream The looks you give The looks I notice The looks are cute The looks are a bonus Your kindness is obvious Your kindness has been voted Your kindness is rare Your kindness has been noted Because of you Because of me Because we knew Because we can be a team ©Schizology A thought #love❤ #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #thought loves quotes

A thought A thought of you A thought of me A thought that grew A thought unforeseen The things you do The things I see The things are new The things in my dream The looks you give The looks I notice The looks are cute The looks are a bonus Your kindness is obvious Your kindness has been voted Your kindness is rare Your kindness has been noted Because of you Because of me Because we knew Because we can be a team ©Schizology A thought #love❤ #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #thought loves quotes

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A couple flowers Nanho purple Butterfly bush in the center of this picture Miss pearl white Butterfly bush on the left and on the right Blue Salvia is poking from the bottom left quite nicely The sun was shining this day , the photos are alright ©Schizology A couple flowers #flowers #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Nature poetry in english

A couple flowers Nanho purple Butterfly bush in the center of this picture Miss pearl white Butterfly bush on the left and on the right Blue Salvia is poking from the bottom left quite nicely The sun was shining this day , the photos are alright ©Schizology A couple flowers #flowers #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Nature poetry in english

Kalaam rahi

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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

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