poem
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(Verse 1)Waking to a spark, like a breeze through the dawn,Heart’s a little wild, like it’s ready to run.Every thought’s a flicker, dancing in the light,Chasing dreams that shimmer in the quiet of the night.No weight, no chains, just a feeling that’s free,A moment that’s alive, like it’s calling to me. (Chorus)When it hits me,
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In a still, enchanting autumn forest illuminated by moonlight, the line between dream and reality blurs, revealing a place where whispered stories and ancient secrets coexist, with a majestic stag embodying the essence of suspended moments that remind us of the magic often overlooked in our busy lives. It is a serene sanctuary where
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The song “Badli Se Nikla Hai Chand” from the 1961 film Sanjog, sung by Lata Mangeshkar with music by Madan Mohan, captures a woman’s longing for her distant beloved. It reflects the emotional struggles of the female protagonist, Anita Guha, as the moon’s appearance symbolizes her hope for reunion amidst themes of fate, separation,
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[Verse 1]In the quiet night, you came, my fragile star,A tender soul, my heart holds where you are.But fate was cruel, it scarred you with its pain,A life of struggles I could not restrain. [Chorus]Silent tears, they burn where none can see,A mother’s love, it fights eternally.Oh, my child, my light through every pain,I demand
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In the enchanting world of TrunkDocs, ancient oak trees provide a sanctuary where healing hands and herbal remedies aid the wounded and comfort lost souls, while guardians mend broken wings and offer solace to troubled spirits amid the life-infusing rhythms of the forest. As the seasons change, the guardians tirelessly face challenges and strengthen
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Travel is a doorway to wonder, an endless canvas where dreams come alive. For children, it is a world of fantastical discoveries, and for adults, a journey back to the magic of youthful curiosity. Whether it’s a bustling city, a quiet forest, or the open sea, every destination whispers secrets waiting to be uncovered.
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In the tender hush of an eternal night, where hearts murmur sweetly to the starlit skies, let us drift into a timeless ocean of love, where every whisper flows like a soothing caress. Oh, your soul glides like a river so serene,A silken current where my dreams convene.With every wave, your love enfolds
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Ramdhari Singh Dinkar’s Hunkar was not merely a poem……. it was a thunderclap against submission, a fire lit in the hearts of the oppressed. In its echo resounded the cries of freedom, dignity, and righteous defiance. This poem, inspired by its spirit, does not seek to translate but to rekindle the fury, the resolve,
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In the stillness of waiting, there is a hopeful beauty; a yearning for what is to come creates a strong bond between anticipation and acceptance. This endless twilight transforms our hearts into keepers of dreams, filled with joy and optimism. To love despite waiting means embracing beauty and heartbreak, intertwined with the night and
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This is not a time for poetry made of petals. This is not a time for soft tears and quiet prayers. This is war. They came masked in terror and left ashes in their wake. This poem is a blade, not a balm. It speaks the language of boots on the ground, of bullets
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