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White Twenty years ago, Emma and Jake's love was a beacon of light. They were inseparable until a tragic accident claimed Jake’s brother. Consumed by grief, Jake withdrew, leaving Emma with only memories and a broken heart. Life moved on; Emma built a new life in a distant city, but her heart remained shadowed by loss. Jake, too, had built a life, though haunted by his unresolved past. One crisp autumn day, Emma returned to their old town for a brief visit. As she strolled through the park where they once dreamed of forever, she spotted a familiar figure. Jake, now older but unmistakably him, was sitting on their old bench, lost in thought. Their eyes met, and time seemed to fold. Hesitant but hopeful, they approached each other. Words flowed like they had never been apart, each sharing their journey of pain and healing. Their reunion was bittersweet, yet healing. They knew they couldn't rewind the past, but perhaps, just perhaps, they could build something new from the remnants of their broken hearts. ©twisha ray #reunionafterbreakup #trnojo157 #thoughfulness
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Dear Silence, You are both a refuge and a challenge. In your presence, I find solace, a chance to reflect and hear the whispers of my soul. You offer peace amidst chaos, a moment to breathe and reset. Yet, your depths can also be daunting, a void that amplifies my doubts and fears. Sometimes, you feel like an oppressive weight, leaving me in the cold shadow of uncertainty. Nevertheless, whether a sanctuary or a trial, you are an integral part of my journey. I embrace both your serenity and your silence's echoes, understanding that you shape my growth. Sincerely, ©twisha ray #Silence #trnojo156 #thoughfulness
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White Every day’s a dawn, a canvas bright and bare, Each sunrise a whisper, a promise in the air. The past fades away with the shadows of the night, And with each new morning, hope takes its flight. The golden hues of sunrise paint dreams in the sky, Bidding farewell to yesterday’s sigh. Each daybreak is a gift, a chance to renew, To chase the stars and start afresh, to make dreams come true. With the morning light, let your spirit rise, Embrace the new day with open eyes. For every sunrise is a call to believe, In new beginnings, in the magic we weave. So welcome each morning with courage and grace, Let hope be your guide in the light of its embrace. For every dawn is a promise, a chance to begin, To find joy in the journey and let new dreams in. ©twisha ray #newbeginning #trnojo152 #thoughfulness
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"The only way to do great work is to love what you do ". ©Shireen Siddique #thoughfulness
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In the quiet of the night, when shadows blend, A lone heart wanders, seeking a friend. Dark thoughts whisper through a veil of gloom, Casting long echoes in a dim-lit room. A restless soul, wrapped in midnight’s shroud, Sits beneath a sky of silent clouds. Each breath a struggle, each heartbeat a fight, Against the unseen fears that haunt the night. Memories dance like phantoms on the wall, Their icy fingers reach out to enthrall. Regret and sorrow in a twisted embrace, Painting despair on a once hopeful face. Yet in this darkness, a faint spark remains, A glimmer of light in the midst of the chains. For even the night, with its deepest woe, Holds the promise of dawn's gentle glow. So as shadows linger and sorrows entwine, Hold fast to the hope that tomorrow will shine. In the silence of night, let your spirit unchain, For dawn will break, and heal the heart's pain. In the quiet of the night, when shadows blend, A lone heart wanders, seeking a friend. Dark thoughts whisper through a veil of gloom, Casting long echoes in a dim-lit room. A restless soul, wrapped in midnight’s shroud, Sits beneath a sky of silent clouds. Each breath a struggle, each heartbeat a fight, Against the unseen fears that haunt the night. Memories dance like phantoms on the wall, Their icy fingers reach out to enthrall. Regret and sorrow in a twisted embrace, Painting despair on a once hopeful face. Each shadow stretches, an endless expanse, Drowning the heart in its haunting trance. Yet in this darkness, a faint spark remains, A glimmer of light in the midst of the chains. The night, though cruel, holds secrets untold, Of resilience and courage, fierce and bold. For even in silence, where nightmares reside, Hope can emerge from the depths of the tide. Dreams, though fractured, still find their way, In the quiet resolve of the break of day. And as shadows linger and sorrows entwine, Hold fast to the hope that tomorrow will shine. The night’s heavy shroud will eventually wane, With dawn’s first light, healing the pain. In the silence of night, let your spirit unchain, For the promise of morning will soothe the refrain. ©twisha ray Blending shadow #trnojo138 #shadowsofexpression #thoughfulness
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White James had always been a dreamer, but his dreams seemed distant as addiction took hold. Each day, he promised himself tomorrow would be different. Yet, with each sunrise, the chains tightened, dragging him deeper into despair. He watched life pass by through the haze of his dependency, his ambitions fading into the fog. One evening, as he stared at his reflection, he saw a flicker of the person he once was—a hopeful soul lost in darkness. With a trembling resolve, he reached for help. It wasn’t the end, but a beginning. Each step forward became a small victory against the shadows of his past. ©twisha ray #DreamBig #trnojo132 #thoughfulness
#DreamBig #trnojo132 #thoughfulness
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In the folds of time, where shadows blend, History and fiction, two threads transcend. One tells of truths in relics and dust, The other, imagines what might have been, must. Ancient echoes dance through the written page, Kings and queens in their gilded cage. Yet fiction’s whimsy spins a different tale, Where destinies shift and old truths pale. History’s ink is bound by time's decree, While fiction’s quill roams wild and free. Past lives in records, in chronicles preserved, Fiction’s flights of fancy, forever swerved. Together they weave a rich tapestry, Of what was, and what could yet be. In the blend of fact and imagined lore, Our understanding deepens evermore. So let history’s weight and fiction’s flight, Merge in the stories that ignite. In the realm where past and dreams entwine, The truth and the imagined, together shine. ©twisha ray old books #trnojo128 #thoughfulness #historyrepeat
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Nature Quotes In nature’s cradle, beauty unfolds, Where the whisper of the wind is softly told. Mountains rise with majestic grace, And rivers carve their timeless trace. The forest breathes in emerald hues, A symphony of greens and morning dew. Petals unfurl in a vibrant dance, In gardens where the sunbeams prance. Skies of azure, vast and clear, Hold the promise of dreams sincere. Clouds drift by in a gentle sea, Painting stories wild and free. The ocean's roar and the quiet shore, In their harmony, we find much more. Nature’s art in every breeze, In every whisper through the trees. From dawn's first light to twilight's gleam, Nature’s beauty is a timeless dream. A reminder that in every part, The world reflects a wondrous heart. ©twisha ray #Naturepoetry #trnojo127 #thoughfulness
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On Janmashtami, the stars align, To celebrate a love divine. In every heart, the joy resounds, As Krishna’s birth the world surrounds. In Gokul's fields and Yashoda’s arms, He graced the earth with timeless charms. With playful steps and flute's sweet call, He danced through night and twilight's fall. The rivers sang, the forests swayed, In honor of the child who played. With every note of ancient song, The celebration's spirit throngs. In temples bright, where lamps are lit, And prayers rise with incense split, We honor him with devotion’s fire, A beacon of our hearts’ desire. So, on this day of Krishna’s grace, We find in him a sacred space. In every song and dance and prayer, His presence fills the evening air. ©twisha ray #KrishnaJanmashtami2024 #trnojo122 #thoughfulness
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In 2084, New Delhi thrived with cutting-edge technology. Dr. Ananya Sharma, a leading scientist, perfected the "Chrono Sphere," a device to manipulate time. During an experiment, a power surge sent her back to 10th-century Chola India. Disguised as a scholar, Ananya used her futuristic knowledge to assist local inventors, subtly advancing their technology. Her contributions to ancient knowledge sparked rapid progress in her time, blending historical wisdom with future advancements. When she returned to 2084, she found New Delhi transformed—a city harmonizing ancient insights with futuristic tech. Ananya’s journey became a legend, showing how even small actions across time can shape a brighter future. ©twisha ray Chrono sphere #trnojo117 #ScienceFiction #thoughfulness
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