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Since today is the 15th of August, and we are celebrating the 75th Independence Day of Indian History. So on this beautiful and precious day, I would like to share a hindi poetry to the brave hearts of INDIA written by me. Happy Independence Day

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Add these little tips to your year resolutions and make your year worthy ❤️

Happy new year

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Since Christmas time is going on I thought you want to read a beautiful story so sharing this post for you. Hope you all enjoy.

Happy Holidays!

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I feel a part of me wants to cry, and yet I don't.

I want to cry so hard, till my screams are heard;

just so a part of me feels like a human.

Am I left a human?

I ask myself everyday.

Maybe the mask is too fine and beautiful to look through.

- da-enchantress-mi

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You will feel some kind of unknown magic in you,

The moment you realize you are first to yourself.

-Mankum

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The happiness can arrive,

And soon can go back,

But don't be upset,

Little is the life,

Everything is on the track.

-Little is the Life

Available on Amazon Flipkart and NotionPress

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https://notionpress.com/read/little-is-the-life

"Little is the Life" a book with healing poetries. My first offline published book, now available on NotionPress. Soon coming on Amazon and Flipkart 😍

To purchase from NotionPress store click the above link🤗

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Like the universe is,

A giant ocean of darkness having infinite little stars illuminating lights in different angles,

Like we are,

A giant universe of our own, with billions of stars hidden inside.

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The most beautiful relation in this world,

Is the relation of yours with you....

-Mankum

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“If you have been brutally broken, but still have the courage to be gentle to others then you deserve a love deeper than the ocean itself.”

— Nikita Gill

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These are some of poetries I have written so far.....hope you enjoy☺️❤️

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Your destiny is decided by the kind of attitude you have towards your own self....

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Kuch lamhon ko shabd bayan nahi kr sakte,

Jaise tum aur ye hansi.

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The empty rage of my mother,

And the hard anger of my father,

Haunts me in my waking life.

The monarch of my family,

Knows our inherited scars better than anyone.

And she says that we are good people,

But that doesn't make us easy to love.

I have tried loving you,

With my rough rage,

And my scars that speak,

But I am burning up.

I'm afraid I'll turn us into ash my dear.

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We all know that this world's most beautiful gift is Nature. Whatever we want, whatever we seek for, whatever we desire either it is food, home, peace, and love, Nature never refuses us from giving anything. There are unexpected beauties in the world that fill the eyes with love and happiness.

Like the one, I am discussing here is about Roses. The charm, the glory, the beauty of the Rose pleases the eyes the way nothing does.

One day I visited my quest of old pieces of memory where I found the journey to Rose fields that approaches an idea of describing the beauty, the way I found them in that field.

Just luck of goodness to see them in a garden full of red and sweet perfumed fields. Easily one can distract and deviate by Nature as Roses are always a part of affection. A lover wants to pluck it for his lady, a child wants to smell the beauty, a girl wants to touch the petals, a gardener always wants to nourish their stems. Who came in their way turn the victim of these fragile flowers.

The roses that stood in between the thorns always have a risk of being damaged by their parts but look at the miracle of the creator who painted it so beautifully. Those thorny devils can tear anyone in just a few seconds are like the guards to their beauty so that no one can easily reach them as they are lovely, red, and glorifying. Each layer making it more beautiful and each thorn truly dedicated to it to not allow the cruel world to touch, surround, or to pluck without getting pain.

This is a small poetic form of that time when I visited a garden full of roses. This poetry is dedicated to Nature's love and wonders it always shows in different ways.

If you love reading poetry and enjoy such natural beauties and views I am too confident that you will love it.