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White दर्द ने सिखाया खुद से मिलना, राहों में खो जाने से पहले, ख़ुद को जानना ज़रूरी है, तब जाकर कोई सही रास्ता लगे। हर ख्वाब का पीछा करते हुए, सपनों में खो जाते हैं हम, लेकिन जब वो टूटते हैं, तब महसूस होता है, हम कहाँ थे, कहाँ हम। अक्सर दूसरों की नज़र से ही जीते हैं हम, पर सच्ची पहचान तो अंदर से आती है। जो खुद को समझे, वही खुद को पा सकता है, बाकी सब तो बस एक छलावा होता है। अब मेरी आँखों में बस एक सवाल है, क्या मैं सचमुच खुद से प्यार करता हूँ? जब तक ये सवाल हल नहीं होगा, ख़ुद के ही हाल में, ख़ुद से जूझता रहूँगा। ©Ajita Bansal #Sad_Status poem of the day

White दर्द ने सिखाया खुद से मिलना, राहों में खो जाने से पहले, ख़ुद को जानना ज़रूरी है, तब जाकर कोई सही रास्ता लगे। हर ख्वाब का पीछा करते हुए, सपनों में खो जाते हैं हम, लेकिन जब वो टूटते हैं, तब महसूस होता है, हम कहाँ थे, कहाँ हम। अक्सर दूसरों की नज़र से ही जीते हैं हम, पर सच्ची पहचान तो अंदर से आती है। जो खुद को समझे, वही खुद को पा सकता है, बाकी सब तो बस एक छलावा होता है। अब मेरी आँखों में बस एक सवाल है, क्या मैं सचमुच खुद से प्यार करता हूँ? जब तक ये सवाल हल नहीं होगा, ख़ुद के ही हाल में, ख़ुद से जूझता रहूँगा। ©Ajita Bansal #Sad_Status poem of the day

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White Choti si duniya, khushiyon ka ghar, Bhai-behen ka pyar, sabse anokha safar. Ladte hain kabhi, par dil se hain saath, Ek dusre ki muskurahat, hai unki baat. Bhai ki raksha, behen ka saath, Bachpan ki yaadein, rangin hai raat. Har khushi mein saath, har gham mein bhagwan, Ek dusre ki duniya, hai inka armaan. Chhoti chhoti baatein, badi badi yaadein, Bhai-behen ka rishta, kabhi na chhodein. Sathi hain yeh, dosti ka jahan, Bhai-behen ka pyar, hai sabse nirala nishaan. ©Ajita Bansal #Bhai_Dooj poem in bhai dooj❣️🧿

White Choti si duniya, khushiyon ka ghar, Bhai-behen ka pyar, sabse anokha safar. Ladte hain kabhi, par dil se hain saath, Ek dusre ki muskurahat, hai unki baat. Bhai ki raksha, behen ka saath, Bachpan ki yaadein, rangin hai raat. Har khushi mein saath, har gham mein bhagwan, Ek dusre ki duniya, hai inka armaan. Chhoti chhoti baatein, badi badi yaadein, Bhai-behen ka rishta, kabhi na chhodein. Sathi hain yeh, dosti ka jahan, Bhai-behen ka pyar, hai sabse nirala nishaan. ©Ajita Bansal #Bhai_Dooj poem in bhai dooj❣️🧿

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Desires bloom in fields of sweat; those who nurture them shall never regret. ©Srinivas Desires bloom in fields of sweat; those who nurture them shall never regret.

Desires bloom in fields of sweat; those who nurture them shall never regret. ©Srinivas Desires bloom in fields of sweat; those who nurture them shall never regret.

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The shadow I follow you, where ever you go Nothing you do is out of my sight Silently, I wait to give you a fright I am your shadow, I am your disease Nothing you do is out of my sight I will not leave, until day turns to night I see every move, I see every reaction Nothing you do is out of my sight When I surprise, you will take flight When you wake, and where you go When you look, I will always know You will become scared, and it shows You can not hide, I am your nightmare Don't try and run, I will always be there Just remember, to say your prayers ©Schizology The shadow #Shadow #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

The shadow I follow you, where ever you go Nothing you do is out of my sight Silently, I wait to give you a fright I am your shadow, I am your disease Nothing you do is out of my sight I will not leave, until day turns to night I see every move, I see every reaction Nothing you do is out of my sight When I surprise, you will take flight When you wake, and where you go When you look, I will always know You will become scared, and it shows You can not hide, I am your nightmare Don't try and run, I will always be there Just remember, to say your prayers ©Schizology The shadow #Shadow #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

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Karma the boomerang They do things that will make you upset They use sarcasm like insults When you speak up about it finally They say you're complaining , it's your fault They take things behind your back often They say you just misplaced it If you accuse them of wrong doing They say be quiet and hush , just go sit They spread rumours and lies about you They want others to dislike you Manipulating and deceiving so much The fibs will only multiply , but they knew They harass and annoy the average person They cause them to feel uneasy Aggravating and instigating conflicts Victims are left with issues completely Repercussions are inevitable , due anytime Consequences are migrating to them Karma is just like a fast boomerang It's not a matter of if...but a matter of when ©Schizology Karma the boomerang #Karma #Boomerang #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

Karma the boomerang They do things that will make you upset They use sarcasm like insults When you speak up about it finally They say you're complaining , it's your fault They take things behind your back often They say you just misplaced it If you accuse them of wrong doing They say be quiet and hush , just go sit They spread rumours and lies about you They want others to dislike you Manipulating and deceiving so much The fibs will only multiply , but they knew They harass and annoy the average person They cause them to feel uneasy Aggravating and instigating conflicts Victims are left with issues completely Repercussions are inevitable , due anytime Consequences are migrating to them Karma is just like a fast boomerang It's not a matter of if...but a matter of when ©Schizology Karma the boomerang #Karma #Boomerang #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

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The music lesson Skip to the tune , dance under the moon Jump to the beat, move with your feet Thrash up and down, be-bop all around Sing out loudly, scream quite proudly Bang on the drum , go groove out some Strum the guitar, you can be a superstar Blow on the horns, the musicians perform Clang the cowbell, playing in the bandshell Music is the cure, musicians go out on tour Sound is the key, the notes will set you free Bass and treble, try speeding up the tempo Distortion or not, just crank up the watts Love it or hate it, or like it just a little bit Memories jogged, as you're trying to rock The past is back, switch to the next track Become numb, music makes you succumb ©Schizology The music lesson #Music #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #rhyme poetry in english

The music lesson Skip to the tune , dance under the moon Jump to the beat, move with your feet Thrash up and down, be-bop all around Sing out loudly, scream quite proudly Bang on the drum , go groove out some Strum the guitar, you can be a superstar Blow on the horns, the musicians perform Clang the cowbell, playing in the bandshell Music is the cure, musicians go out on tour Sound is the key, the notes will set you free Bass and treble, try speeding up the tempo Distortion or not, just crank up the watts Love it or hate it, or like it just a little bit Memories jogged, as you're trying to rock The past is back, switch to the next track Become numb, music makes you succumb ©Schizology The music lesson #Music #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #rhyme poetry in english

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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

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

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Wally the wasp There once was a wasp named Wally He was very keen on a girl named Polly He took her flowers everyday He is smitten but cannot come to say Or even ask her out on a date ©Schizology Wally the wasp #Wasp #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #limerick love poetry in english

Wally the wasp There once was a wasp named Wally He was very keen on a girl named Polly He took her flowers everyday He is smitten but cannot come to say Or even ask her out on a date ©Schizology Wally the wasp #Wasp #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #limerick love poetry in english