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White **success** 🌺success is not a cake, it's a process of making cake those who identify & mix every commodity in correct proportion..🌺 🌺they can distribute the piece of cake in the whole world🌺 alkesh°°° ©Alkesh Lodhi success in not a cake

White **success** 🌺success is not a cake, it's a process of making cake those who identify & mix every commodity in correct proportion..🌺 🌺they can distribute the piece of cake in the whole world🌺 alkesh°°° ©Alkesh Lodhi success in not a cake

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White IF LIFE IS A GAME BE A PRO ! ©Ombot78 #engineers_day if life is a game be a pro motivational quotes in hindi life quotes in hindi

White IF LIFE IS A GAME BE A PRO ! ©Ombot78 #engineers_day if life is a game be a pro motivational quotes in hindi life quotes in hindi

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In the hush of rain’s embrace, The world feels soft, a gentle trace. Humidity’s whisper, thick and warm, Wraps the earth in a tender swarm. Droplets dance on leaf and street, Each a symphony, soft and sweet. Air, a blanket, clings around, In nature’s rhythm, lost and found. The sky weeps silver, clear and wide, As shadows in the mist confide. In this wet and weighty space, We find a calm, a slow-paced grace. Beneath the canopy of gray, The rain descends in soft ballet. Humidity weaves through the day, A veil where dreams and whispers play. Puddles shimmer in muted light, Reflecting secrets of the night. The air is thick with silent song, Where time and water flow along. Misty tendrils hug the earth, In the rain’s embrace, we find rebirth. Each drop a note in nature’s hymn, A soft reminder, clear and dim. ©twisha ray Rain's blanket #trnojo155 #blanketoflife #raindrops

In the hush of rain’s embrace, The world feels soft, a gentle trace. Humidity’s whisper, thick and warm, Wraps the earth in a tender swarm. Droplets dance on leaf and street, Each a symphony, soft and sweet. Air, a blanket, clings around, In nature’s rhythm, lost and found. The sky weeps silver, clear and wide, As shadows in the mist confide. In this wet and weighty space, We find a calm, a slow-paced grace. Beneath the canopy of gray, The rain descends in soft ballet. Humidity weaves through the day, A veil where dreams and whispers play. Puddles shimmer in muted light, Reflecting secrets of the night. The air is thick with silent song, Where time and water flow along. Misty tendrils hug the earth, In the rain’s embrace, we find rebirth. Each drop a note in nature’s hymn, A soft reminder, clear and dim. ©twisha ray Rain's blanket #trnojo155 #blanketoflife #raindrops

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White In the hush of night where shadows weave, The deer moves through the moonlit leaves, A symbol of a quiet grace, That time and space cannot erase. With eyes like dawn, they pierce the dark, A silent, fleeting, graceful arc, Their steps a whisper on the ground, In nature's hymn, their voice is found. "Amar shonar horin chai," Tagore’s dream beneath the sky, A golden deer, wild and free, A vision of what might yet be. In their dance beneath the stars, A lesson etched in silver scars: To move with purpose, soft and bright, To find the path within the night. So let your spirit, like the deer, Embrace the stillness, conquer fear, For in the night, with courage clear, The world unfolds, and dreams draw near. ©twisha ray Grace in Moonlight: A Deer’s Whisper #trnojo137 #goldendeer #Poetrythatconectsyoursoul

White In the hush of night where shadows weave, The deer moves through the moonlit leaves, A symbol of a quiet grace, That time and space cannot erase. With eyes like dawn, they pierce the dark, A silent, fleeting, graceful arc, Their steps a whisper on the ground, In nature's hymn, their voice is found. "Amar shonar horin chai," Tagore’s dream beneath the sky, A golden deer, wild and free, A vision of what might yet be. In their dance beneath the stars, A lesson etched in silver scars: To move with purpose, soft and bright, To find the path within the night. So let your spirit, like the deer, Embrace the stillness, conquer fear, For in the night, with courage clear, The world unfolds, and dreams draw near. ©twisha ray Grace in Moonlight: A Deer’s Whisper #trnojo137 #goldendeer #Poetrythatconectsyoursoul

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A friend who helps may fade in memory, but a friend who refuses remains etched in the soul. ©Srinivas A friend who helps may fade in memory, but a friend who refuses remains etched in the soul.

A friend who helps may fade in memory, but a friend who refuses remains etched in the soul. ©Srinivas A friend who helps may fade in memory, but a friend who refuses remains etched in the soul.