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White मै औऱ वो....... 🤔🤔😊 ************** उसकी कहानी का चलो अब बेसुमार ख्वाब रहा दर्द,की चादर का अकेला खुमार, लाजवाब रहा जहाँ नक़्द में सामान मिलना भी मुनासिफ नहीं बिना मतलब वहां पर भी गुबार बेहिसाब रहा मोहब्बत की अदालत में, मै ही गुनाह गार लगा मुजरिम दिल ही ठहरा औऱ सुमार आहबाब रहा C@R शिवम मिश्रा ©SHIVAM MISHRA #love_shayari #Love #SAD NC sushil. Sircastic Saurabh +-InNocEnT BeWafa-+ R Ojha

White मै औऱ वो....... 🤔🤔😊 ************** उसकी कहानी का चलो अब बेसुमार ख्वाब रहा दर्द,की चादर का अकेला खुमार, लाजवाब रहा जहाँ नक़्द में सामान मिलना भी मुनासिफ नहीं बिना मतलब वहां पर भी गुबार बेहिसाब रहा मोहब्बत की अदालत में, मै ही गुनाह गार लगा मुजरिम दिल ही ठहरा औऱ सुमार आहबाब रहा C@R शिवम मिश्रा ©SHIVAM MISHRA #love_shayari #Love #SAD NC sushil. Sircastic Saurabh +-InNocEnT BeWafa-+ R Ojha

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-296 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Your silence is killing me silently I am dying every moment not finding you on my horizon. When the morning breaks, when the sun gives space to the moon I often see you smiling adding grace and beauty to my empty sky. Sometime in the mid-day I see you shining as resplendently as the radiant rays. Sometimes in the early hours of the long night, I see you dazzling like a star in the distant sky Your changing moods add grace to my loneliness. You know, your presence brings a sea of difference and makes me rebelieve in myself I know, your priorities have not changed You are the same innocent girl with dreamy eyes. Grace me with your beautiful smile. I need nothing but your presence to drench my morning sky. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING I LOOK AT-296 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Your silence is killing me silently I am dying every moment not finding you

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-296 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Your silence is killing me silently I am dying every moment not finding you on my horizon. When the morning breaks, when the sun gives space to the moon I often see you smiling adding grace and beauty to my empty sky. Sometime in the mid-day I see you shining as resplendently as the radiant rays. Sometimes in the early hours of the long night, I see you dazzling like a star in the distant sky Your changing moods add grace to my loneliness. You know, your presence brings a sea of difference and makes me rebelieve in myself I know, your priorities have not changed You are the same innocent girl with dreamy eyes. Grace me with your beautiful smile. I need nothing but your presence to drench my morning sky. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING I LOOK AT-296 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Your silence is killing me silently I am dying every moment not finding you

SHIVAM MISHRA

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मै औऱ मेरे राज़..... 🥲😊 ************** जवाँ दिल को मुसलसल बे-क़रारी तो ना देते निगाहों में बहुत माहिर शिकारी तो ना देते। ये दिल अब भी तुम्हारे ही, लिए धड़कता हैं मुहब्बत में मगर ग़लती हमारी तो ना देते। आईने पर भी शक़ करना बेशर्मी सा लगा यहां पैदल गमो को भी सवारी तो ना देते। C@R शिवम मिश्रा ©SHIVAM MISHRA #SAD #Love କିଶାନ୍ ㄗ尺ム匕工 काव्य महारथी +-InNocEnT BeWafa-+ Vaishnavi Pardakhe

मै औऱ मेरे राज़..... 🥲😊 ************** जवाँ दिल को मुसलसल बे-क़रारी तो ना देते निगाहों में बहुत माहिर शिकारी तो ना देते। ये दिल अब भी तुम्हारे ही, लिए धड़कता हैं मुहब्बत में मगर ग़लती हमारी तो ना देते। आईने पर भी शक़ करना बेशर्मी सा लगा यहां पैदल गमो को भी सवारी तो ना देते। C@R शिवम मिश्रा ©SHIVAM MISHRA #SAD #Love କିଶାନ୍ ㄗ尺ム匕工 काव्य महारथी +-InNocEnT BeWafa-+ Vaishnavi Pardakhe

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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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