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White মন মলয়া কলিয়নি নদীৰ দাঁতিত কহুঁৱা জোপাৰ মাজত তোমাক বিচাৰি ফুৰিছো। সপোন পৰাশা চৰাইবোৰ মন-আকাশত উৰি ফুৰিছে । বনৰ মাজে মাজে মইনা জাকেও লুকা ভাকো খেলিছে । শূণ্য আকাশৰ.... বিশাল মেঘৰ আঁৰত তুমাকেই যেন দেখিছোঁ সাবটিব খুজিও বাৰে বাৰে উজতিহে খাইছোঁ। দীপক বড়ো ©dipak boro love poetry for her

White মন মলয়া কলিয়নি নদীৰ দাঁতিত কহুঁৱা জোপাৰ মাজত তোমাক বিচাৰি ফুৰিছো। সপোন পৰাশা চৰাইবোৰ মন-আকাশত উৰি ফুৰিছে । বনৰ মাজে মাজে মইনা জাকেও লুকা ভাকো খেলিছে । শূণ্য আকাশৰ.... বিশাল মেঘৰ আঁৰত তুমাকেই যেন দেখিছোঁ সাবটিব খুজিও বাৰে বাৰে উজতিহে খাইছোঁ। দীপক বড়ো ©dipak boro love poetry for her

Rishi Ranjan

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"तस्वीरों पर भरोसा मत कीजिए ll तकदीरों को कोसा मत कीजिए ll जो तुम्हारे भरोसे पर जिंदा हैं, कम से कम उनको धोखा मत दीजिए ll आने वालों को आने दीजिए, जाने वालों को रोका मत कीजिए ll रिश्ते नातों को तोड़कर ही मानती हैं, गलतफहमियों को पाला-पोसा मत कीजिए ll मायूसी में अपना घर बनाती हैं, मुश्किलों को मोका मत दीजिए ll" ©Rishi Ranjan love poetry for her

"तस्वीरों पर भरोसा मत कीजिए ll तकदीरों को कोसा मत कीजिए ll जो तुम्हारे भरोसे पर जिंदा हैं, कम से कम उनको धोखा मत दीजिए ll आने वालों को आने दीजिए, जाने वालों को रोका मत कीजिए ll रिश्ते नातों को तोड़कर ही मानती हैं, गलतफहमियों को पाला-पोसा मत कीजिए ll मायूसी में अपना घर बनाती हैं, मुश्किलों को मोका मत दीजिए ll" ©Rishi Ranjan love poetry for her

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White When she weeps When she weeps, the skies turn grey, Her sorrow paints the dawn away. Tears like rivers gently flow, Whispering tales of silent woe. Her fragile heart, a shattered glass, Reflects the dreams that couldn’t last. In every drop, a world of pain, Yet through the storm, she stands again. Though clouds may linger in her eyes, Hope still hides in tear-filled skies. For in her tears, a strength is born, To rise once more with every morn. ©Amen #love poetry for her

White When she weeps When she weeps, the skies turn grey, Her sorrow paints the dawn away. Tears like rivers gently flow, Whispering tales of silent woe. Her fragile heart, a shattered glass, Reflects the dreams that couldn’t last. In every drop, a world of pain, Yet through the storm, she stands again. Though clouds may linger in her eyes, Hope still hides in tear-filled skies. For in her tears, a strength is born, To rise once more with every morn. ©Amen #love poetry for her

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White Her Lovely Voices In whispers soft, her voices dance, A melody of love, a fleeting glance. Each word she speaks, a song so pure, Her laughter's echo, a sweet allure.Her lovely voices, like morning dew, Caressing hearts with tones so true. A symphony of light and grace, That time and sorrow can't erase.In every note, a story told, Of warmth and wonder, brave and bold. Her lovely voices, a healing balm, A lullaby, both soft and calm.Through storms and shadows, they will rise, A chorus lifting to the skies. Her lovely voices, forever stay, A gentle guide along the way. ©Amen #love poetry for her

White Her Lovely Voices In whispers soft, her voices dance, A melody of love, a fleeting glance. Each word she speaks, a song so pure, Her laughter's echo, a sweet allure.Her lovely voices, like morning dew, Caressing hearts with tones so true. A symphony of light and grace, That time and sorrow can't erase.In every note, a story told, Of warmth and wonder, brave and bold. Her lovely voices, a healing balm, A lullaby, both soft and calm.Through storms and shadows, they will rise, A chorus lifting to the skies. Her lovely voices, forever stay, A gentle guide along the way. ©Amen #love poetry for her

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White She Cares In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light, She whispers warmth, turning dark to bright. With hands that cradle, and eyes that see, The world’s harsh weight, but not a plea.She cares in ways that words can't say, Through gentle touch and soft display. Her love, like rivers, deep and wide, A constant flow, a steady guide.In every tear she softly dries, In every truth she never hides, She weaves a strength, a tender grace, A quiet heart, a steady pace.She cares beyond the reach of time, Her soul, a melody, pure and fine. A love that never needs to be declared— She cares, and in that care, she’s shared. ©Amen # love poetry for her

White She Cares In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light, She whispers warmth, turning dark to bright. With hands that cradle, and eyes that see, The world’s harsh weight, but not a plea.She cares in ways that words can't say, Through gentle touch and soft display. Her love, like rivers, deep and wide, A constant flow, a steady guide.In every tear she softly dries, In every truth she never hides, She weaves a strength, a tender grace, A quiet heart, a steady pace.She cares beyond the reach of time, Her soul, a melody, pure and fine. A love that never needs to be declared— She cares, and in that care, she’s shared. ©Amen # love poetry for her

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White Her Love Her love is like the morning sun, A gentle light that always runs, Through darkest nights and stormy seas, A warmth that puts my heart at ease.Her love is like a quiet breeze, Soft whispers in the autumn trees, It lifts me up when I am low, A tender grace that lets me grow.Her love is strong like mountain heights, A steady force through endless fights, She holds me close, she keeps me whole, Her love is written on my soul.Her love is pure, her love is kind, A precious gift, one of a kind, In her embrace, I feel alive, With her love, I truly thrive. ©Amen #love poetry for her

White Her Love Her love is like the morning sun, A gentle light that always runs, Through darkest nights and stormy seas, A warmth that puts my heart at ease.Her love is like a quiet breeze, Soft whispers in the autumn trees, It lifts me up when I am low, A tender grace that lets me grow.Her love is strong like mountain heights, A steady force through endless fights, She holds me close, she keeps me whole, Her love is written on my soul.Her love is pure, her love is kind, A precious gift, one of a kind, In her embrace, I feel alive, With her love, I truly thrive. ©Amen #love poetry for her

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White Daughters' Love A daughter's love is soft and pure, A bond that time cannot obscure. She lights the room with gentle grace, Her warmth can heal, her smile embrace.Through every storm, she'll stand her ground, In her love, comfort is always found. She carries strength in every stride, A source of joy, a family's pride.Her laughter fills the empty space, Her kindness leaves a lasting trace. A daughter's love, forever true, A gift that makes the world anew. ©Amen # love poetry for her

White Daughters' Love A daughter's love is soft and pure, A bond that time cannot obscure. She lights the room with gentle grace, Her warmth can heal, her smile embrace.Through every storm, she'll stand her ground, In her love, comfort is always found. She carries strength in every stride, A source of joy, a family's pride.Her laughter fills the empty space, Her kindness leaves a lasting trace. A daughter's love, forever true, A gift that makes the world anew. ©Amen # love poetry for her