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Matters Of The Heart ❤️

This talks about feelings, actions, that affects decisions made by our heart, its also a poem to help motivate. Thanks.

Resilient Dawn's Grace

MIRROR, kind and true, No judgment, just a view. BED, a friend in need, Listening as problems feed. DREAM, an escape's embrace, Reality's troubles we erase. RAIN, tears from the sky, Crying with you, never shy. DARKNESS, a hidden space, Your pain it will embrace. SHOWER, washing pain away, With each drop, a brighter day. MUSIC, healing artful sound, Heart's solace easily found. GOD, a guiding light, Through the darkest night.

Nature and Architecture combination

Its moment that delighted me in different way and i uploaded this pic for share my imagination and thinking about building and nature relation Its a unique view that enhance the man creation and desire it's be a perfect thing.

Beauty of nature

Natural beauty of pakistan

A men purpose a Girl in the Beautiful tree view

A picture of purpose girl for livingtogether 💕💕🏡💞💞

Love

Love is the best choice but it is very hard?

Technology and gadgets

Title: "Gadget Guru Chronicles: Exploring the Future of Tech with [RONAK BHATI]" Introduction: Welcome to "Gadget Guru Chronicles," your ultimate source for the latest tech trends, gadget reviews, and futuristic innovations that are reshaping our world. As a tech enthusiast and your guide through the digital landscape, I'm excited to take you on a journey into the fascinating realm of technology and gadgets. From cutting-edge devices to emerging trends, we'll delve deep into the tech universe and discover how it's influencing every aspect of our lives.

Poetry for lovers

Galib poetry

Impermanent freedom from concrete jungle

Amelia and Jake, a teenage couple, ventured into the serene woods, seeking refuge from the hustle of daily life. The rustling leaves whispered secrets as they walked hand in hand, their laughter echoing through the trees. As sunlight filtered through the canopy, they stumbled upon an ancient, hidden glade—a haven untouched by time. In that enchanted space, surrounded by nature's embrace, they discovered the magic of simplicity and the timeless bond they shared. Amelia and Jake, captivated by the

Stay

I hope you stay with me, until the very end. be true to me and don’t make pretend. like the bamboo who stand and bend— we will never break, we will never meet an end.

Time To Share Our Thoughts

Why, How, When, What, all these would be answered today.

Don’t judge a book by it’s cover

No summary only poetry we live for rhyme with no extra time.

Alice and the hatters curse

Mad

Lonely Mountain

My own poem

The Red Wheelbarrow

BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens

TO ANIME LOVERS🌹

In the style of an anime Sinestrea an anime girl stands in front of the small door, their hand resting on the handle as they contemplate their next move. The room is empty, save for a single beam of light illuminating the gold powder in the corner. The texture of the door is rough and worn, suggesting it has been used frequently. The angle of the photo is taken from below, emphasizing Sinestrea's height in comparison to the door.

I Better Take My Leave

It's a sad story to be left alone in this world despite your effort to be a better person. This poem is full of emotion that I can't just live with.

WHAT IS INTIMACY?

Intimacy plays a vital role in human relationships. Building and maintaining intimacy requires effort.

HOW TO KNOW IF YOUR OPPOSITE SEX FRIEND IS IN LOVE WITH YOU

Keep in mind that these signs can vary from person to person, and it's essential to have open and honest communication to clarify their feelings.

Not That Weird

Is it weird that your eyes Bring light when my heart starts kissing the darkness? Is it weird that my heart, Loses its rhythm when your hot breath lands on my neck? Is it weird that my lower body Moves in a rhythm when your fingertips cross my thoracic cavity? Is it weird that my oxytocin flies high, When you let my nose smell your lips, reminding me of how wild you are? Is it weird that your hands' sluggish movements on my naked body Bring French songs into my brain, not leaving my heart unmelt