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  • springblossoms 86w

    It's not necessary you can bring smile by expensive gifts. Be with your loved ones in each phase of life. In everyone's life there is definitely a person whose just presence becomes enough to put a smile amidst all tough problems going in the life. So at least give them a bit of your time. They love you unconditionally❤️

    #love #moment #life #shorttale #writersnetwork #mirakee

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    She asked him to give the best of this world to her.
    He didn't move an inch but he gently placed
    His hands on her and looked at her.
    She smiled and asked, "where is the best?"
    He said, "Sweetheart don't look at me. I know I'm not the best. But yes, your pleasant smile is!"
    ©springblossoms

  • springblossoms 87w

    Love is easy. What is difficult is to love unconditionally and that's where you fail to become a true devotee of love❤️

    #love #devotee #devotion #life #writersnetwork #mirakee #pod

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    Love is purest devotion which everyone
    Wants to attain to the fullest
    But rarely one becomes
    A devotee of love.
    ©springblossoms

  • springblossoms 87w

    Don't know when that night will come when you will gaze my words just like you gaze the moon. I believe one day for sure!

    #moon #love #dark #nights #poetry #poem @writersnetwork #mirakee #pod

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    Give those dark nights of new moon to me.
    I will light up the sky with my poetry,
    Give me a chance at least on that
    Fifteenth day so that you could see
    How I have carved each word in my heart
    In the name of your love,
    I know you love moon,
    And I know my love will also
    Bright up your dark nights
    When my poetry will shine
    And rise up like the moon one day.
    ©springblossoms

  • springblossoms 87w

    So kind of you @my_cup_of_poetry ❤️
    Prayers ����

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  • springblossoms 87w

    Parijat is also called night flowering Jasmine.

    Parijat flowers have exceptional beauty. But do you know a poignant story behind this? I'm sharing the a tale of love which is still eternal ❤️

    Parijataka was a princess. She was truly in love with the God: Sun. Denying her love she broken down badly and she sacrificed her life. From that ashes arises the tree: Parijat��

    She blooms all the night and as soon as the sun rays spread she sheds the flower as tears as her love wasn't accepted but as you know love has no limits, she aesthetically spreads the fragrance all around showing how much she loves sun❤️��

    #parijat #beauty #enlighten #flower #story #love #life @writersnetwork #mirakee #pod

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    It always is harder to bloom at night rather than blooming in sunshine though your charisma enlightens the dark nights too.
    ©springblossoms

  • springblossoms 87w

    A reminder to all who wants repost from writersnetwork. Keep calm and wait for your turn��

    #writingcontest #creativearena #repost @writersnetwork #hard #task #mirakee #keepcalm

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    It always is harder to repost than liking the posts for writersnetwork, so keep clam and wait for your turn and accept WN's like as encouragement.
    ©springblossoms

  • springblossoms 88w

    Heart exists because of the harmonious music:
    Lub-dub, lub-dub, lub-dub.
    Ever wondered what if this music stops?
    There would be sunset which will not have
    Sunrise anymore!
    There would be complete darkness without
    The shine of twinkling RBCs
    And the eyes; waning and waxing like moon
    Who used to shine in all phases
    Will lose their existence forever!
    The two soft petals which used to sing
    The national anthem of love could not
    Sing ever.
    The soul which danced to the tunes
    Will be homeless and wander to the lost.
    How chocking and fatal it would be, right?

    Similarly your love would be fatal without trust,
    Trust which keeps the music called love eternal
    When watered daily with the holy prayers
    With each combined efforts like
    Two single oxygen combines to form
    Diatomic oxygen as they are not stable
    When they are alone,
    And when love sprouts, the two souls also
    Bond the same way, and that bond is
    Trust! Yes trust! Any doubt?
    Just see whenever the love weakens it's
    Just because the bond is becoming weak
    Which is trust! Trust is the oxygen of love.
    Without trust no one can survive in the planet
    Called love, everyone would wither away fully.

    Trust can't be established or learnt
    In a single day, as it's the string of musical love
    Which has to find it's root firm growing
    Along with care, support, empathy, understanding,
    Respect, adoration, kindness which makes
    The musical instrument complete to sing
    And enjoy endless music called love.

    So, trust is the important part of
    Any relationship as
    Trust is the important string of
    Musical instrument which
    Adds liveliness and eternity
    To the divine music called
    LOVE.

    #writingcontest #creativearena #love #music #poetrt #poem #musicalinstrument @writersnetwork #mirakee #pod

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    Trust is the important string of
    Musical instrument which
    Adds liveliness and eternity
    To the divine music called
    LOVE.
    ©springblossoms

  • springblossoms 89w

    Child labour still going on. They forcefully do this just to earn a bit for the food. How can we even call ourselves human who can't see the pain of small lives,who can't even utter a word or cry in front of the world because of their helplessness!

    #writingcontest #ticktock #timeisgoingslow #creativearena #childlabour #help #humanity #helpless #children #responsibility @writersnetwork #mirakee #pod

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    Child labour

    Tick-tock tick-tock
    Time was going slow,
    My breathe was going slow
    Whenever I try to move an inch,
    Tons of barrels of responsibilities
    Was put on at the age when I even
    Didn't know what are responsibilities,
    But living in the darkness the only
    Light which I could see was on my
    Little sister when I give food to her.
    When everyone travels under the same
    Scorching heat and heavy rains
    But the difference is they travel
    Under the shield or vehicles
    And I travel barefoot just to save a penny
    To buy food for three meals which I give
    To my sister though there are days
    When my hungry stomach would scream
    Just for a grain of food!
    But I divert my mind saying it's a soulful song
    Of hardships, so you should enjoy it and
    Keep continue to walk miles each day.

    Tick-tock tick-tock
    Time was going slow,
    I could see each seconds of time
    Penetrating my struggling heartbeats,
    There was only season of rain;
    Tears downpour from the clouds of my pain
    But what I gain
    Through this is my only reason to live.

    Tick-tock tick-tock
    Time was going slow,
    I could see children playing
    I could see baby animals cuddling
    Around their mom
    And saying time is so less to enjoy the days,
    At the other side my time was going slow
    In my orphaned life.

    Tick-tock tick-tock
    Time was going slow,
    I'm going slow,
    I'm vanishing rapidly,
    With immense pain but I'm happy
    I'm near to death and will be
    Free from this hell!
    But wait I shatter down completely
    Seeing the only flower of my life,
    My little angel,
    Who will give her a
    Complete life and take out
    From this hell
    When I will leave?
    ©springblossoms

  • springblossoms 89w

    Incomplete she is termed without man
    Narrowing the sight of hope as she grows.
    Tantalizing is her smile
    Empowering charm she owes in each
    Radiance of her dying efforts wherever her magic
    Narrates the hidden power she hides in herself.
    Abstractly spilling happiness to all is her
    Tree of satisfaction which is
    Incarnated in every home as a goddess,
    Oscillating the harmony as symbol of money.
    Navigates the lost souls to
    Astral world transforming a
    Lost one to the loved one!

    Diminishes all darkness that was
    Absconded by chaos and once again
    Yachting the sport of growing spirits.

    Oasis of deserted life she is;
    Fertile like universe she emerges out ultimately.

    Time is amused by her soulful chimes which
    Hatches out the warm
    Energy enhancing the melodious synergy.

    Gratitude filled are her hands
    Inking the
    Rotations of life cycles, adding a tinge of her
    Lustre in each evolution of thoughts impregnated in the minds.

    Calm as the navy nights she
    Hugs the dark silence and
    Illuminates with her twinkling charms as
    Loving the world in each phase is her
    Divinity.
    -springblossoms

    Today is International Day of the Girl Child
    And the theme is "My voice, our equal future."

    Presenting here an acrostic poem reflecting the bliss of a girl which everyone fails to see due to their narrowed vision.

    Spread love and help everyone to grow. Girls have also same life like others. Let them enjoy the freedom of her life����

    @hi_its_harf a small bunch of words for your amusing radiance�� keep shining girl��

    #internationalgirlchildday #girl #child #acrostic #poem #poetry #life #love #equality
    @writersnetwork #mirakee #pod

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    Incomplete she is termed without man
    Narrowing the sight of hope as she grows.
    Tantalizing is her smile
    Empowering charm she owes in each
    Radiance of her dying efforts wherever her magic
    Narrates the hidden power she hides in herself.
    Abstractly spilling happiness to all is her
    Tree of satisfaction which is
    Incarnated in every home as a goddess,
    Oscillating the harmony as symbol of money.
    Navigates the lost souls to
    Astral world transforming a
    Lost one to the loved one!
    (Further in caption)
    ©springblossoms

  • springblossoms 89w

    International day of the girl child ����

    Let her fly, don't captivate her in your foolishness!

    #internationalgirlchildday #power #universe #fly #universe #beauty #writersnetwork #mirakee #pod

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    International Day of Girl Child.
    My voice, our equal future.
    You can only realise her
    When you release her
    From your fences.
    She isn't your puppet,
    She is holy verse
    Of this universe,
    Your eyes and thoughts
    Are bound by your foolishness,
    Feel her fullness
    Of vibrations she is blessing around,
    She is already flying
    Carrying the power of universe.
    ©springblossoms