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THE PASSION FOR SACRIFICE Hello everyone After a long time Presenting myself With an interesting rhyme Meeting with you all Is a tremendous feeling Takes away from my inner heart Like a thief stealing It is my request Which is very humble and kind Comment and share this post With a free and happy mind. For the world, for the country Even if for the friend and the family We have to move a step forward Throwing our past in the backyard With a power to neutralize With a passion for sacrifice Just close your eyes And think about those personalities Who hugged the death for the country For the people with maternity Remember those great peoples Who spent their whole life For the nation and its independence Who walked on the edge of the knife Remember those friends Who had helped you When you are in need Who took your

Is election a big  tension? As we all know that in each and every democratic country election for electing our national representatives is held. But we see that from total 100% of votes only an average of 80%-70% only votes….. Is election a big tension? I think no never an election can be a bucket of tension…. So to make this talking fit that “the election is not only a right but our duty” I brought a fresh poem on this trending topic:- The way of election Is not a weight of tension?   But a bunch of opportunities which keeps the peace, makes development and maintains liberty Thousands of parties having different mentalities Clash with each other Forgetting all the similarities and disparities The main purpose of election is appropriate That is to prevent people being disassociate But what do these elections create That makes it important and great Election elects us president Elects our ministers Elects memb

The Days We Used To Spend With Our “ Friends ” The friend is among the most precious gems of our life ever. The days we used to spend with them are very precious and valuable and actually unforgettable. We can forget to do our homework or to read for our test but can’t forget the moments we spend with our friends. The day from which we started our school days from playschool till our death a friend is someone who always is with us and at least cares about us other than our parents. They might be in trouble but helps and try to solve problems their friends are facing. Regarding my loveliest friends, I am actually expressing an emotional feeling with this poem below; The day when we walk to school When we sit on benches We make this run like a river Considering us just trenches. We look all around Till the walls which makes us bound We run around and round Making a loud screaming sound We miss our parents When we enter our class We

* Holi the festival of colors * Hello everyone once again and after a long period of time. I Sourav and I welcome you to my new article on this auspicious festival of colors. This is the season of Holi and everywhere in the world, you see only the colors and colors. From children to the old people all are in the world of colors in this season. Everyone is carrying colors in their hands and waiting for someone to be put on. Someone is carrying powders and someone is carrying a balloon of color water. In their hand. So looking to this type of world where each and every person is happy I am feeling so happy and glad. Even a poor person is playing Holi happily. I have prepared a small poem regarding the bond of Holi.  In some parts of India, specially in Bengal and Orissa, Holi Purnima is also celebrated as the birthday of Shri Chaitanya Mahaprabhu (A.D. 1486-1533). However, the literal meaning of the word 'Holi' is 'burning'. There are various legends to