Vichaar

Joined March 2024

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of these thoughts that human has become the most important species in the world, it is these thoughts that have made man the son of God or the son of Satan, therefore whatever your thoughts may be, they are important.
I am write my thoughts

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Period of trouble 😞
whenever in life There is a period of trouble. when outside noises are too loud so you listen to your ears put it inside somewhere in these ears something like this should not happen In which there is plenty of solution for this era.
By Vichaar a day ago in Poets
In the name of staying Alive.
now it's morning But it is as quiet as a crematorium nor the cuckoo's cuckoo no chirping of birds no cock crows looks like this in the morning too
By Vichaar 2 days ago in Poets
Information 💁‍♂️💁‍♂️
This period is very dangerous This period is a vast storehouse of information. Why shouldn't anything happen in this era?
By Vichaar 3 days ago in Poets
It was a pleasant journey of memories.
it's evening time it's rainy outside The office is also closed now and now, It's time for me to go home too... the destination is far from home Motorcycle handle in hands And on the road of cold winds There was relief on the face...
By Vichaar 4 days ago in Poets
True lines of life.
I could never become that who I was, no matter what Be it yourself, relationships or profession. it was just a feature in which i at different times Had played different roles.
By Vichaar 6 days ago in Poets
Poetry 😡😡😡
we have rebelled We are demanding our rights Someone please tell us also How will that past time return? We had to lay the foundation on which to build our lives. do not know , How much time will it take to fill this foundation?
By Vichaar 9 days ago in Poets
Don't know why ?
Don’t know why ? There was talk of knowledge all my life. Don’t know why ? It was a struggle all my life My childhood was spent running away from it. There was compulsion throughout my youth. when old age comes Don’t know why ? This led to unwanted and unwanted love.
By Vichaar 9 days ago in Poets
Nowaday
What is this happening ? ' Nowadays ' People are seeing and hearing the truth on mobile. I'm trying to talk to people ' Nowadays '
By Vichaar 12 days ago in Poets
Don't ask.
People tell me that, what the hell happened You don't talk to each other anymore. You are there, right? loved each other
By Vichaar 16 days ago in Poets
Beggar
Those streets of yours, those paths In which we sometimes became passersby. While walking on these streets and roads Don't know when we became beggars.
By Vichaar 18 days ago in Poets
Reality of the 🌎
In times of trouble, I gave up I roam around here and there on these streets. no clothes on the body No friends, no relatives, no bread But now I know the reality of the world.
By Vichaar 22 days ago in Poets
Lot of your words 💓
I don't need you anymore I have a lot of people now. I keep talking to these people all day long. I have a lot of your words.
By Vichaar 22 days ago in Poets

Vichaar

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Period of trouble 😞

In the name of staying Alive.

Information 💁‍♂️💁‍♂️

It was a pleasant journey of memories.

True lines of life.

Poetry 😡😡😡

Don't know why ?

Nowaday

Don't ask.

Beggar

Reality of the 🌎

Lot of your words 💓

Stories (70/0)