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Title : "Holi" Days. The spring is back. Accompanying the memories of "Holi" merry make. We used to be thrilled even before the "Holi" break. How we were jovial then, unescorted by the term "fake". Last night I was ruminating it with sipping milk shake. Last day of school used to be humorous, we used to laugh till bellyache. Colouring one and all used to be the second best partake. Bantering all and sundry was still at the apex. Rushing to the playground for putting "Gulaal" on all and every peer. What great days those were! Without fear. The day before Holi is called "Holika Dahan". The day to burn evil, vanity, and our inner satan. Before waking up in the morning of Holi, we used to have moustaches of colour. That we ourselves used to make on one another's faces as it's our culture. We used to gorge ourselves from dawn to dusk. Then there was shower of colours again Until we ourselves used to get disgust. There used to be some special moments in the evening. We used to go everybody's home with packets of "Abir" for colouring. And the special songs of "Phag" were sung in the people's gathering. This way we used to celebrate the festival of colours playing. We still do all this, but now it's like we missed something. That maybe ours Salad Days, in a maze of rivalry and misconception's cage. P. S. HAPPY HOLI TO ALL IN ADVANCE. #review #rks #poetry

Separation One by one, everyone falls apart, Distance creeps up between our hearts. The coffees go cold, The invitations go stale. The love that they shared Turn into memories, rare. But they pretend it does not exist, This rift is invisible, impossible to see. Dragging us away our feelings go numb, Distance creep up between the moon and the sun. Now all the stars in their life are all that shine, The moon is lost somewhere in shadow of mind. It passes under the sun, Just a glance in a while.. But everyone keeps falling apart to the cruel hands of time. #tm#poem#review

#quote#review When Money, Wealth and Power become the meaning of life, Life becomes meaningless..

I had a dream , a dream of delusion A man with muscles better and nerves more A suit was his only wear He held me close His perfume made me crazy I could smell his hormones that made me dizzy A man perfect than the word , have ever seen before All seemed a piece of fiction , time stopped around me I saw his lips part , desire spoke “You are mine , I don't allow you to look at others and smile” My heart beat faster , felt his warmth of lips on mine I closed my eyes to feel , opened and found lying in the sofa Although a dream but the man I want . From love lorn to a walter The man kept the fire in me burn I perfected fake smile , ambition in me spoke From bubbly to cold I made myself perfect than the word Perfect man in dreams to a perfect lady in life Adoring him to adored by all the men My life changed from a turmoil to utopia #review#poetry#AC

Do you feel that you are inferior to other people : I hope the answer must be negative but if it is positive don't reckon that browsing this article is the destruction of time. You are in the perfect spot, and I am pretty sure that what you guys are reckoning now, Who is this girl to instruct us what we think and not? Yeah, I am indeed neither a mentalist nor a motivational speaker just an ordinary girl who believes that she has gone through many obstacles in her life, perhaps it might the way she thinks of herself...because we people always love embellishments... So, what am preaching is if you feel you are inferior to the people around you, yeah!, accept it, you are lesser perhaps, it is nothing but the truth and trusts me, truth always hurt. But the question is how you deal with it. are you planning to remain so? Then guys its time for changing the total personality of yours. Because you are dismantling yourself which is not admissible. You deserve better than this Then why you guys waiting for, just do it Struggle for it, and fight for it, find a key to make yourself better and that key is inside you Yes, I am babbling about your inner psyche Are you confused about how? It is so simple Alter yourself mahn just like you alter your clothes to get fit in. Change your mindset according to your inner powers then you will realise how incredible you are. Always think every soul in this profound Galaxy should have gone through what you are feeling now regardless of rich/poor, nerd/nitwit, old/young Girl/boy. You are not alone every soul who bragging about their current life and all so-called social media influencers who try to portray their happy face, in short, everyone who is gasping in this profound cosmos was undergone the theory of despairs and disappointments. Nobody's life is perfect and in my perspective perfection just a myth unless we have an innate passion for what we are doing. Gratefully, those people who we considered to be the greatest mindset of these consecutive centuries retain it. Boulevardier, it's not hard but it is just like chewing a gooseberry at the beginning it must be bitter but in the end, it is sweet and will not fade away even if we drink water. Whatsoever Be a fighter and trust me, you will accomplish it. Be a replica of your true self. You are incredibly beautiful, and you are the emperor of your kingdom. #review

#review#poetry#Angela COURAGE swimming in the ocean of fear and doubt Believing the Oasis moment of negative thoughts Drawn by it's Discouraging words Saying "you can't" Weighed him down Withheld the light Replaces it with darkness Signifying Nothing Tried to be firm But it all looks like a game Falling, the more he faught to get up "You can't!!" It echoed "I can" he managed to say The pain of falling thousand times Was unbearable. With believe and positive thoughts Anger filled as his white charming eyes turned red Facing doubt and fear Defeating it with courage Saying "I did it!!"

WISH #poetry#aradhyadixit#review#noshare When the dew is on top of leaves, And everyone is lost in thier sleepy dreams, I'd like to meet and stay with you, At a beautiful place with mountain view, From dust till dawn to dawn till dust, Away from the land full of lust, You hold me like if you don't I'll melt away, I wish for it all someday, I wish for it all someday...

A Dried leaf #poetry#review#Abhijit Once I was a tiny leaf, Under my parent’s arms. I was lucky to have a family. They guided me in journey of life I was about to embark. I saw my father work every day on the hot sun, My mother nurtured me dearly. As I grew, I made friends. That was the time when for me life made sense. One of my friends was a flower, Then she became a fruit. I watch in wonder the ripening of her, But then she was taken from me as a loot. A part of me disappeared that day, Into the abyss of sadness. Now her smile woke me in my dreams, And drove me to madness. And then one day a person came, With scissor in his hand. He cut my parents into half. That day I cried, until dew drops over me dried. As the humans smiled and laughed, While my soul died. Slowly and steadily I turned yellow, Withered and crumbled I was, But then I was happy for myself. Happy because I will find peace, Peace of death after all.

When I was old I'd never chase peace, Now I can't live without this. When I was old I never thought I'll miss, Now everything is temporary still I seek. Used to cry when someone leaves me alone, Now me, myself and I love to stay at home. Used to cry when someone shows me the ghost, Now I don't know how to cry every day I see the living ghost in the people. I always live with the right people, who might care! If anybody wants to prove me wrong, I say “I think you are right there”. Don't let the world falls you down, you're doin alright, damn! #review#piyush

#review We are poets We have been stabbed with the arrow of POETRY We bleed like a woman with issues of blood. We are poets Our words heals the pierced soul They call us PHYSICIANS Our words generates hope They call us COUNSELORS Our words enlightens They call us TEACHERS Our words reveals truth They call us JUDGES Our words creates positivity They call us RULERS We are poets For we will rule the world with our words.

Your world what was so busy So I left alone and that wasn't easy Our love didn't leave any meaning Then I called you and you keep it on ringing Now my heart can't stop singing My mind can't stop thinking 'Bout you I thought my friend would leave me, but not you I hope you too wanted the same thing Love, lust and fam thing Our future is now too far Am I blind? Why don't I can't see? Can't see, can't see, can't see.. ? Anymore.. Don't know 'bout those First, they love and then leave What made you by leaving them broke? #piyush#poetry#review

Title: Forgotten Home pt2 It really has to make you feel good to run away from this planet and pretend nothing happened. Cowards. The best way to solve a problem is to pretend that it doesn't exist or run away from it: this is the basic idea of ​​problem-solving that the human being has. I borrow math since many don't like it. If you use a method to solve an equation but the result is wrong and you use it anyway to solve another one, you will never get the correct solution. We have made mistakes and we keep doing them. On another planet it will end the same way, we are human here as we will be on Mars. Problems do not disappear, they follow you and hinder you. Until you get up and fix them they will be always there. We don't really need another commercial center, another skyscraper or another stadium. We just need a planet that lends us some space and bears our immeasurable stupidity, just for the time to be born and die. You can't keep asking, taking and demanding constantly, if you ask you must be willing to give otherwise there is no balance. Covid and any other virus that has threatened us, from the appearance of man until now, they did the Earth a favor, well many of them. I certainly don't doubt that good people died of covid, it's not the first time that innocents die. Just look at all the wars driven by man's thirst for power. It isn't the first virus that threatens us and it will not be the last one. Floods, fires and other natural disasters will not cease. The man wanted to play and he played dirty. Between the Earth and the human beings we will surely be the ones to lose. We have gone too far and this planet has endured so much for too long. If I could make a wish I would like that humanity ceased to exist, including myself of course. I am very sorry for this planet. He didn't do anything wrong, indeed, he had to be our home. Mine, but yours too, of your son, of your daughter who is about to be born, for your grandchildren for whom one day you will be a grandfather or grandmother. Even with a virus we shouldn't forget about our home. If you really love this world find a way to save it, right now. Don't let the next generation to take care of it, because then it might be too late. #review#astralumi#ForgottenHome