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praveen-singhalza
praveen-singhalza
A retired ,, PharmaProfessional
How difficult        it is          to Control the mind       when you practice          to control the mind
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Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 5:06 AM UTC
Mind. .
Why do... they go to temple ?? If God is everywhere To learn How . . . God is everywhere they go to temple
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Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 10:26 AM UTC
Temple
Hug .... To feel the love Hug.... To feel the distance Hug.... To find the difference
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Dec 23, 2017
Dec 23, 2017 at 9:25 AM UTC
Hug....
If only you had asked for my well being that was enough for my well being #well being #you #enough
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Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 4:10 AM UTC
Only you
In this small world Everybody has his own world #world #
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Dec 13, 2017
Dec 13, 2017 at 7:54 AM UTC
World
B for birth D for death Between B and D lies C C for choices The journey between birth and death depends upon the choices we make
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Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 9:13 AM UTC
BCD of Life
As we grow as parents We realize that Our parents were always right #parents #realize #age
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Nov 30, 2017
Nov 30, 2017 at 1:02 AM UTC
Parents
In search of love and faith I bought a dog instead #love #faith #search #dog
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Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 4:38 AM UTC
Search
Life is like your feet. You can go around wearing shoes all day to protect yourself from rocks, glass or other things that might hurt you, or you can go barefooted and feel the soft moist earth beneath your feet, enjoy the cold hard concrete. Think of this as a metaphor for your heart. If you are constantly gaurding against the pain of life you miss out on alot of of the good stuff.
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Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 11:24 AM UTC
Untitled
The thing I like most about November, It's that it's easier to let go than to remember. But if I've learned anything from October, It's that even relentless things can be over. And if I know anything about September, It's that love is an ever burning ember. Or if I know anything about August, It's that your eyes are flawless. Yet if I know a thing or two about July, It's that true love never dies. And if I know about June, It's that things can never start up too soon. If there's anything I know of May, It's that the cruel shall perish and pay. If I know of April, It's that people can grow to be hateful. If there were something I knew of March, It's that death's scythe claims a cruel arch. But if I know of February, It's that frost kisses my heart like butterflies kiss fairies. And if I know a thing or two about January, It's that I fear no fire, and that should make you wary. And I know anything at all about December, It's that the smallest memory will make your heart dismembered. Though what I love most about November, It's that I'm so glad you remember. And whether you be near to me, Or far is where you have to be, I am here to stay, Because even if there's a thousand miles between us, I'm looking your way.
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Nov 5, 2016
Nov 5, 2016 at 3:36 AM UTC
The Thing about November (More than a couple of couplets and a stanza)