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score: 9.56709

average: 10.0

on: May 3, 2016
ratings: 7

tags: P()()j@
language: en

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Teri palken jhuki to kamal ho gayi
Tumne tassavur kiya aur gazal ho gayi

Mere armaano ke badrang tanha makaan
Teri aahat hui to mahal ho gaye

Ek muddat se khud ko bachaaya tha magar
Unse nazrein mili aur qatal ho gaye

Humne sadiyon kiya jiska intezaar
Wo yun aakar gaye jaise pal ho gaye

Meri ratoon ko naye humsafar mil gaye
Chaand taare tere humshakal ho gaye

Ab na apna pata na kisiki khabar hai
Hum bhi deewane se aaj kal ho gaye



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score: 9.66804

average: 10.0

on: May 2, 2016
ratings: 11

tags: lahari
language: en

Whenever you blossom
why this heart bleeds the memories,
might be known to the essence of your soul.

why should there be any secret agenda ?
except the craving to carry the fragrance of heart.

you, like the syllable
even on the edge of thorns
compose the delicate fragrant dreams.

in your bud like magnetic sleep
rests the impulse of caterpillar
that achieves the rainbow wings

like a syllable ,you,the bud
spread into volumes and volumes
only to solve the puzzle of being

blossom into syllable
syllable into blooming appetite
appetence of flower into forest
forest into frame-less mirror

whenever the blossom bleeds
there is the HOPE of COMPASSION .
 
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score: 9.74296

average: 10.0

on: Apr 29, 2016
ratings: 16

tags: P()()j@
language: en

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किसी को याद करने कि, वजह नहीं होती हर बार....
जो सुकून देते हे वो, जहन मे जिया करते हैं....

तुम बेपरवाह रहो,..
हम बिना दस्तक के आये थे,
बिना आहट के जायेंगे

इश्क़ का भी कोई कानून बनाओ
हर बार मुलजिम हम ही क्यों 🍃🍃

दिन भर भटकते रहते हैं अरमान तुझ से मिलने के,
न दिल ठहरता है न इंतज़ार रुकता है।

ღღ__कौन-सी दुनिया में रहते हो, तुम आज-कल "साहब";
.जो सपनों में भी तुम तक, मेरी आवाज़ नहीं जाती!!....‪#

अरे यार मुझको कोई बतायेगा...
कि ये दिल पे रखने वाले पत्थर कहा मिलते हैं...✍

उठकर तो आ गये हैं तेरी मेहफ़िल से मगर
दिल ही जानता है कि किस दिल से आये हैं🍃🍃

💕💕 मत पूछो शिशे को उसकी टूट जाने की वज़ह,
उसने भी किसी पत्थर को अपना समझा होगा....💕

💕💕जरा देखो तो ये दरवाजे पर दस्तक किसने दी है...
अगर ‘इश्क’ हो तो कहना...अब दिल यहाँ नही रहता......💕💕😌


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score: 9.30162

average: 10.0

on: Apr 26, 2016
ratings: 1

language: en

Welcome to the teenage years.

Everyday is just another heart break.
Feeling worthless, not perfect, betrayed.
All your “friends” end up being fake, you’re seeing just how much you can take.
The weight on your shoulders, getting heavier and heavier as it’s weighed.
And the scars on your wrist never seem to fade.
Looking in the mirror suddenly becomes a mistake,
You don’t like what you see,
And your body seems to ache.
Everyone who you care for seems to flee.
Leaving you helpless, and all alone, while they seem happy with glee.
Nobody seems to care about how you feel,
You will never heal.
Everyone’s heart is made of steel.
You’re being judged here and there,
Just because you don’t have perfect hair, people stop and stare, just to see what you wear.
“It’s not fair,”
You swear and snare.
When people ask if you’re doing fine, you say yes.
That’s your best guess.
You always seem to be tired,
But you wired from the hate.
All you are is bait, for other people to feel great.
People say they start clean with a new slate.
Let’s get this straight,
You’re a little to late.
You open the gate,
And you wait.
Fearing the next step you take.
You grab your hair, scream, and let out a cry.
No one seems to hear.
You’re feeling as if you’re going to die,
You’re going to disappear.
Your eyes, flooded, drowning in your own sorrow.
Today’s just another day,
But what about tomorrow?

Drama, lies, and tears.
Welcome to the teenage years.
 
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score: 9.30162

average: 10.0

on: Apr 25, 2016
ratings: 1

tags: I feel your fear
language: en

When you look at me like this and I feel your fear
The same as mine of the unknown
I don't know what will become of us
And I don't know much about myself
Look, so much people went astray somewhere
Their paths spread and lost their point
I don't know what will become of us
And I don't know much about myself

But now please believe me
Future days don't matter in life
I believe that love lasts forever
Even if evil had best time

Look, so much people stray somewhere
Their houses collapsed, lost their point
So if beauty lives in us
Let's give it strength and let it go on

I know, so please believe me
Future days don't matter in life
And if beauty lives in us
Let's give it strength and let it go on

 
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score: 9.74296

average: 10.0

on: Apr 23, 2016
ratings: 16

language: en

I miss you
When something really good happens
because you are the one I want to share it with....

I miss you
When something is troubling me
because you are the one who understands me so well....

I miss you
When I Laugh and Cry
because I know that you are the one
that makes my laughter grow and my tears disappear.....

I miss you all the time
but i miss you the most when i lay awake at night
and think of all the wonderful times we spent with each other....

For those are some of the best times of my Life......
 
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score: 9.59768

average: 10.0

on: Apr 23, 2016
ratings: 8

tags: ***
language: en

'MRITYU KI TAIYAARI' was originally written in Hindi by my friend Suman, a spiritually inclined person, who has expressed her intuitive feelings about ancient Hindu Vedaanta philosophy. I thought of translating it into English with a sole objective of making it reach larger number of people.
I am quite aware that the translated version never gives the same feel as the original one, still I tried, and how close I am, is left to Suman to decide.

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These days I am taking preparatory measures for death. What happened ? You are shocked ? No, no, I am not contemplating suicide.

All that I wish to drive home is that I am constantly cautioning myself about the philosophical quandary and uncertainty of life. If life is lived ideally, no matter how long the life is, it always seems short. Today it has dawned on me that there is so much left to do even today. Though I don't know, how much life I am left with, but I have made an agenda- a checklist of all my desires and my curiosities, that are yet to be satiated.

Probably you are thinking as to why I am concerned about the fulfillment of my desires and curiosities only. Why am I not taking any heed of my needs. I have an answer to that - truly speaking, needs are those that necessitates the life to go on, or let's put it in other words that needs pertaining to our physical being or worldly life are necessary. But you see, my conviction is, whether or not, such needs are fulfilled, human beings learn to compromise with the situation. Our needs are concerned with this life, once the life comes to an end, the needs too cease to exist.

However, soul is such an important part of our physical being that it remains attached with the depth of our astral being as well. Even if remnant of some desire, some inquisitiveness or some unanswered questions remain with the soul, they will accompany me subsequent to my death, not just that, they will even influence my next life too, and this also is quite possible that they make the very foundation of my next life.

Being a spiritual person, I do not want that my next life should be based on such unpleasantness, and therefore I wish to clear all my outstanding in this physical form and feel lightened and relaxed, so that God Almighty ensures a more significant life.

 
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score: 9.64004

average: 9.82353

on: Apr 22, 2016
ratings: 18

tags: P()()j@
language: en

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नाजाने बात क्या है तुम,
नाजाने क्या छुपाते हो ??
कि आँखे रो रहीै तेरी,
और तुम यूं मुस्कुराते हो!!
लबे खामोश तो हमने बहुत देखा हुआ है पर,
ये खामोशी मे भी नाजाने,
तुम क्या क्या बताते हो..........
सुना है तुम मोहब्बत के,
हारे हुये खिलाड़ी हो,
तो फिर से जीत के सपने,
कहाँ से चुन के लाते हो ........
बहुत बेदर्द है दुनिया, कि ईश्क को राख कर देगी...
पता तुमको है फिर भी तुम, मोहब्बत गुनगुनाते हो!..


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score: 9.30162

average: 10.0

on: Apr 22, 2016
ratings: 2

language: en

A best friend will stick by your side in sickness and in health.
Forever in my heart and my mind
Forever in my heart shall stay the times
That we have spent along my dear friend
With you, my life was much easier to say
There was nothing really there to pretend
The sweet and caring ways of yours
There was that craze and that allure
We used to spend so many moments
Thinking about the future and tense
Life is not the same since you have left
I am missing you and the friendship we had
I am missing you my friends
Friend for Life
Whenever my world turned gray
You have done so much more than I can say.
You've guided me through the bad and rough,
That is a job considered nightmarish and tough
My vision travels more than it can see,
I can't find another friend like you, you are my only key..
A Good Friend
Life will be so difficult without a good friend,
A friend gives special meaning to every story from start to end,
Life would be so tough, without the company of good friend,
A friend ties every knot to a loose end,
Good friend is always there to assist,
A good friend no matter far is always missed!
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A blissful evening
Evening is never the same,
Because it brings new dusk,
Of all the things that went by,
That lovely color of the sky,
Evenings are never the same
With start of the night
To thoughts that are so bright!
Good evening!
 
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score: 9.68354

average: 9.92857

on: Apr 21, 2016
ratings: 15

language: en

.....ITS TIME TO START..........

Don't hesitate to start ,
A journey alone,
People would join one by one ,
To make behind you ,a long line...........

Had it said I am alone ,
A drop of water would never,
Become a full pledged river,
Or an ocean full of water..............

Its the right time to start a new,
Believe in you ,be committed,
Be patient, be positive ,
Discard negative thoughts.......... SHARU

 
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score: 9.30162

average: 10.0

on: Apr 17, 2016
ratings: 1

tags: Neel
language: en


One of the richest and most powerful men in Brazil, Thane Chiquinho Scarpa, made waves when he announced plans to bury his million-dollar Bentley, so he could drive around his afterlife in style. He received lots of media attention, mostly negative and was severely criticized for the extravagant gesture and wasting of a precious commodity. Why wouldn’t he donate the car to charity? How out of touch with reality is this guy? He still went ahead with the ceremony.
But, there’s a twist. (Of course there is. Why else would I be covering this story?)
Moments before lowering the car in the ground prepared for the burial of his Bentley,he declared that he wouldn't bury his car and then revealed his genuine motive for the drama: Just to create awareness for organ donation.
“People condemn me because I wanted to bury a million dollar Bentley, in fact most people bury something a lot more valuable than my car,” Scarpa said during a speech at the ceremony. “They bury hearts, livers, lungs, eyes, kidneys. This is absurd. So many people waiting for a transplant and you bury your healthy organs that could save so many lives!”
Think about it.
 
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score: 9.62422

average: 10.0

on: Apr 16, 2016
ratings: 9

tags: ***
language: en

Wish to share with you one of my fav poems by Pablo Neruda, this poem touches me deep within, see if you too like this as well...

There are cemeteries that are lonely,
graves full of bones that do not make a sound,
the heart moving through a tunnel,
in it darkness, darkness, darkness,
like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves,
as though we were drowning inside our hearts,
as though we lived falling out of the skin into the soul.


And there are corpses,
feet made of cold and sticky clay,
death is inside the bones,
like a barking where there are no dogs,
coming out from bells somewhere, from graves somewhere,
growing in the damp air like tears of rain.


Sometimes I see alone
coffins under sail,
embarking with the pale dead, with women that have dead hair,
with bakers who are as white as angels,
and pensive young girls married to notary publics,
caskets sailing up the vertical river of the dead,
the river of dark purple,
moving upstream with sails filled out by the sound of death,
filled by the sound of death which is silence.


Death arrives among all that sound
like a shoe with no foot in it, like a suit with no man in it,
comes and knocks, using a ring with no stone in it, with no
finger in it,
comes and shouts with no mouth, with no tongue, with no
throat.

Nevertheless its steps can be heard
and its clothing makes a hushed sound, like a tree.


I'm not sure, I understand only a little, I can hardly see,
but it seems to me that its singing has the color of damp violets,
of violets that are at home in the earth,
because the face of death is green,
and the look death gives is green,
with the penetrating dampness of a violet leaf
and the somber color of embittered winter.


But death also goes through the world dressed as a broom,
lapping the floor, looking for dead bodies,
death is inside the broom,
the broom is the tongue of death looking for corpses,
it is the needle of death looking for thread.


Death is inside the folding cots:
it spends its life sleeping on the slow mattresses,
in the black blankets, and suddenly breathes out:
it blows out a mournful sound that swells the sheets,
and the beds go sailing toward a port
where death is waiting, dressed like an admiral...
 
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score: 9.64749

average: 10.0

on: Apr 15, 2016
ratings: 10

tags: P()()j@
language: en

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Mein usay kaise akela chhor dun is raah mein
Saath jo chalta raha majboriyon k baad bhi
Ban k khushbo rach gaya hai yun mere ehsas mein
Door ho paya nahi wo dooriyon k baad bhi
Rafta Rafta us ko bhi ye duniya raas aa gai
Muskura k wo mila hai ranjishon k baad bhi
Fasilay kab kam hoay hain Raabtoun k baad bhi
Ajnabi thy ajnabi hain Mohabtoun k baad bhi



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score: 9.48946

by: A. M.
average: 10.0

on: Apr 15, 2016
ratings: 5

tags: poem
language: en

The Water Lily

It was...It was June...and me under the blanket...
Hiding myself from the cold...
Trembling...and begging heat...
How cold I felt in my little bed !!!

You were...on here...on there...or far away.
You came and then you left...talking in verse.
You won my heart...and day...and night,
You said I am your universe...

You asked me to believe...in you...in us...
To have no doubts, to fight...
I left...but then you called me back...
Again on the old road, steep...and strange.

The first day, when you spoke with me,
I had around...and fence...and thorns...
And wounds with which I have lived...ohh
They waited for you to comfort.

You !!! You stepped on my skin,
With heavy steps of puny thief. And then...
There were months...and weeks,
And hours...and your absence.

It was ''something'' that I felt...
Chills passing through the body and soul.
A silent iceberg which was melted...
And now I float...forgotten by the world.

I'm just a water lily....that you will feel it,
In every day...in all the lost lives...
I am the lonely water queen,
Shinning in the nights with invisible stars.

I'm here...still waiting for you.
Knowing that only you could find me.
I have a heart in the chest,
And when you're not near...it hurts.

On moonlit nights with sky of longing,
I will be dreaming at you...at us...together.
I will call you to adore...
And you'll whisper: "You are the only one" :)
 
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score: 9.53147

average: 10.0

on: Apr 15, 2016
ratings: 6

language: en

Become Friends with the people ,
who aren't your age.

Hang out with People ,
whose first language is not the same as yours.

Get to know someone ,
who doesn't come from your Social Class.

This is how you See the World !!

This is how you Know the world !!!

This is how you Grow !!!!
 
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score: 9.37792

average: 10.0

on: Apr 15, 2016
ratings: 3

language: en

BEAUTY OF SOUL IS TO BE HUMBLE AND KIND .
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A Good Relation Does Not Depend on How Good,Understanding We Have But it Depend on How Better We Avoid Misunderstanding

A Hungry Stomach A Broken Heart An Empty Pocket Teach The Best Lessons of Life.

REAL LIFE IS NOT FROM THE MONEY GAINED. Someone Who Guide You to Right Path.

THE BIGGEST SOURCES OF MOTIVATION ARE YOUR OWN THOUGHTS, SO THINK BIG AND MOTIVATE YOURSELF TO WIN.

Ways to Keep a Relationship Working...
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1. Love each other..
2. Don’t lie..
3. Keep communication open..
4. Stay sweet..
5. When you get hurt, focus on forgiving..
6. Never talk about
break-ups..
7. Never say ‘it’s ok’ when it’s not..
8. Learn to put your ego aside..
9. If you say ‘sorry,' mean it..
10. Don’t compare your past with your present..
11. Don’t talk about your ex’s..
12. Practice give and take...
13. Be aware of your partner’s feelings..
14. After a fight, work on resolving the issue right
away; don’t let the days go by..
15. Although there is no ‘perfect person’ out
there,
There IS a ‘Right one’ for You.
 
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score: 9.68632

average: 10.0

on: Apr 14, 2016
ratings: 12

language: en

Lord Shri Ram an incarnation of Lord Vishnu ,
Went to to exile for fourteen years ,
To keep the words of his father Dashrath ,
Accompanied by wife Seeta and brother Laxman,
There he killed wicked demons to save his people ...

He killed a mighty monkey king Vali ,
To give justice to Vali's brother Sugriv ,
He also killed Ravan and Kumbhakarn ,
To relieve Seeta from their clutches .
People call Ram "Maryada Purushottam Ram ,....


Every mother wants to have a son like Shri Ram ,
Every girl dreams of a life partner man like Shri Ram ,
Every boy wants a wife like Seeta ,
Every brother wants a brother like Laxman,
Let there be a humble friend Like Hanumaan ...........BY SHARU .15.4.16

 
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on: Apr 14, 2016
ratings: 0

language: en

Ecstasy and love are not the same thing. We often get them confused. There are some connections that open us so wide that we cannot help but call them love. But they may not be. They may just be a transcend-dance, an invitation to delight, the heart opening that we so desperately needed after years encased in armor. We call certain people into our lives to awaken us, to enhearten us, but that doesn't mean they are the beloved. If a love is real, it is a portal to the everything, excavating light and shadow from their hiding places. The glory and the gory rise in unison, calling us to the sky and the earth in one fell swoop. Love is far more than floating to the heavens on a dreamy magic carpet. Love is sustainable. Love is inclusive. Love has feet that walk it through time

Keep all special thoughts and memories for lifetimes to come. Share these keepsakes with others to inspire hope and build from the past, which can bridge to the future.
The song that excites you, a song for solace. A place of joy. A scene of reality with the slimiest line of of rhythms. How long does it take someone that speaks in parable? Your delight in knowledge is fascinating, a song of destiny, Destiny drives us along a path to wish we would be connected to our divine helper.. Ah! I asked, is everything predestined? That was the song by an old woman..
 
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score: 9.30162

average: 10.0

on: Apr 14, 2016
ratings: 1

language: en

Oh what a star you are
Able to shine from near and far
That’s what makes you a best star

To meet this star there are no efforts it took
I did not even have to go far I just had to be on Facebook
I don’t know to you but for me it feels good
In everything I have to do whether to read or look

Your name does indeed mean hope
And a real star does provide us with hope
Hope by means of light which enables us to cope
To cope throughout the night with life as a whole

Oh what a star you are
Able to shine from near and far
That’s what makes you a best star

Sorry if it took me little bit long
To come up with this song
I had to ensure that the massage is strong
Stronger than the great China wall and King-Kong

And how I enjoy singing it
Hoping that when you see it
You will like and appreciate it
And find the real meaning in it

Oh! What a star you are
Able to shine from near and far
That’s what makes you a best star
Oh what a star you are
Able to shine from near and far
That’s what makes you a best star

To meet this star there are no efforts it took
I did not even have to go far I just had to be on Facebook
I don’t know to you but for me it feels good
In everything I have to do whether to read or look

Your name does indeed mean hope
And a real star does provide us with hope
Hope by means of light which enables us to cope
To cope throughout the night with life as a whole

Oh what a star you are
Able to shine from near and far
That’s what makes you a best star

Sorry if it took me little bit long
To come up with this song
I had to ensure that the massage is strong
Stronger than the great China wall and King-Kong

And how I enjoy singing it
Hoping that when you see it
You will like and appreciate it
And find the real meaning in it

Oh! What a star you are
Able to shine from near and far
That’s what makes you a best star
 
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score: 9.57615

average: 9.81818

on: Apr 12, 2016
ratings: 12

tags: ***
language: en

Apne saaye se anjaan hun,
Bekhabar hun,
Sochta hun,
Kyun na bana lun,
Apne saaye ko
Apni mehbooba,
Apna dilbar,
Lekin manzil
AbJyada door nahi,
Humsaaye ki khaas
Zarurat bhi nahi,
Thhak chuka hun,
Apni laash,
Apne kaandhe par uthhaye,
Apni mayyat par chalte hue.

Raah mein na jaane,
Kitne rahnumaa mile,
Jo bhi mile,
Khuda ban kar mile,
Saare Khuda,
Ek-ek kar,
Mujhe tanha chhod gaye.
Ab ilm ho chuka hai,
Khuda koi bhi nahi,
Aur mai qaafir hi sahi.

Aakhir mujhe meri manzil
Mil hi gayi,
Biyaabaan mein ek maykhaana,
Lekin meri taqdeer dekho,
Wahan bhi jitne mile,
Sab toote paimaane mile...
 
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