Jyoti deepak Suryawanshi
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Life is a gift of god
Life is battle
Sometimes win and
Always fallen
Life is game
Defeat n success its
Two parts
When we defeat
Feel very hurt
N when we win
Our face shines
Marriage
Lord
Wonderful Lov...
Blind Love...
lovely love
first love.
Love Insight
Trusted love
Love And Hope
Forehead furrow cringed... Forehead furrow cringed...
My poem has letters and alphabets, To make my poem light in weight, My poem has letters and alphabets, To make my poem light in weight,
Giver of givings and creator of all creations. Giver of givings and creator of all creations.
The earth begs us to save it... The earth begs us to save it...
Tis isn't often that I forget, The tons of load to do and set Tis isn't often that I forget, The tons of load to do and set
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
In this intense ocean fulfilled with life, let's dive deeper and deeper, In this intense ocean fulfilled with life, let's dive deeper and deeper,
Very nice... Very nice...
A bundle of joy unwrapped, With a promise of jubilation, A bundle of joy unwrapped, With a promise of jubilation,
Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most sophisticated philos... Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most ...
And tranquility, in mother nature's womb. And tranquility, in mother nature's womb.
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want to be younger... While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want t...
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri. Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri.
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up... Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up...
When mystery pervades life cloaks path with obscurity When mystery pervades life cloaks path with obscurity
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