How To Publish Hindi Poems

What happens when you give someone who hates everything power? You think he’ll help others who are in similar situations like him? HELL NO! You get a protagonist who stays 3 steps ahead and aims for absolute domination! “A meditation technique allowing me to be on par with a god? I was just lucky I had such a great affinity for this shit!” His laughter boomed across the galaxy! The trillions of beings that existed feared him, the women desired him, and the strong continued stalking him. They thought they had killed him, but he had actually transmigrated, what type of luck did he have?! But they have no idea.. When you blend luck, determination and hatred together, you get what you want! And that’s what happened with Amihan, all the way back in earth. … “This is it.. The Garden of Eden” In front of the man stood a swirling purple portal deep within the amazon rainforest. He dropped the gun that was strapped to his back and his backpack and began to form a light layer of energy around his body to brace himself for what awaited him on the other side of the portal. How and why did this man search for the Garden of Eden? To destroy the Tree of Life and gain a second chance at life in another world! Even if it meant his world would be destroyed a lot sooner then attended.. But was it really that simple?

This is my third poetry to BFF, written on February 6th, 2024. You said dolphins clapping sea tide in dream By: Amoureax Amant You said dolphins clapping sea tide in dream, sea tide crashing on shore laid in sunbeam, shore sand kissing ocean waved on island, ocean turning orange orange-stained sand. You came like floating cloud aloft blue sea, watched turtles slept under coconut tree, with melody of birds came with sea tide, with reflection drifting toward shoreside. You went like falling rain aloft heaven, fluttered like morning dew dropped in ocean, vanished like foam of fish fluttered in air, like spray of sea blossomed fairer than fair. Perhaps you were mirage appeared garden, or else you were angel came back heaven.

"On that day, Zach Harper died-" Or at least that was how it was supposed to be. I died. But there was good news, and bad news. The good news; I was reincarnated! Transmigrated into the World of Aethoria! Holy fuck, miracles do happen! But the bad news was, "Huh? What's this?" ... [DING!] A New Quest has been issued:- Type:- SURVIVAL Name:- Quest To Becoming Stronger: Description: The {Great Calamity} is coming...Get stronger and survive. Duration-: ... Reward:- ... Penalty:- Death, ??? ] ... I had to survive. •••• Join the discord! https://discord.gg/3E6p8AdQVR ••• Stone goals will be re-updated soon.

An animated spy series about three teenagers from Las Angeles who live double lives as spies working for The Secret Organization of Teenaged Spies (SOOTS). Their boss, Sally, gives them their missions to solve worldwide and the gadgets that would help them on their tasks to stop bad guys and save the world. Sally even designed their black spy suits, which include disguise belts and communicator watches they never take off, even when they're not wearing their black spy suits.

This is my second poetry to my BFF, written on October 28th, 2023. I envied redwood stretched toward heaven By: Amoureax Amant I envied redwood stretched toward heaven, whose branch in branch like hand in cloud ocean, whose leaves like thread weaved curtain covered sky, whose spot like stage light lit for butterfly. I envied stray bird hummed with bugs echo, whose siren song spread through redwood shadow, whose feather swirled like lone-drifting snowflake, whose wings like flash slipped through green amber lake. I envied cowboy rode through siren sight, whose horse ran on green sea plain at twilight, whose gun aimed at wild deer in green forest, whose bonfire cooked deer meat in light gauze mist. I envied fish blew bubble in amber, whose bubble bloomed as gorgeous as flower.

This is my first poetry to my BFF, written on March 7th, 2023. Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain By: Amoureax Amant Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain, at branch in full peach blossom on mountain, but left tree branch with wind through amber lake, toward fragrant sea like drifting snowflake. Just left when butterfly danced through peach tree, just left when hummingbird echoed with bee, when rising sun turned dark cloud peach blossom, when drifting rain fell from misty cloud dome. What if peach blossom stayed till September, peach blossom might neither dance through water, nor travel with light breeze through small arbor, toward vast sea like boat sailed from harbor. What if peach asked of peach blossom's journey, here's the answer, freer than in valley.

I can't stop talking about Snap Shot services after such an incredible experience. An intruder gained access to my email in May, and my data and Bitcoin wallet were exposed. As a result, I lost $560,000 in savings and operating business assets. It was insane! When a staff member brought up Snap Shot Recovery in the middle of my uncertainty, I got in touch with them right away. Fortunately, it only took a few days for them to restore my wallet, which I was unable to access, and, following ownership verification, they eventually returned the money I had lost. I strongly suggest that anyone experiencing such problems get in touch with them via: snapshot@cyber-wizard.com, Signal: @Snapshot.81, Viber: +1227259059

poetry and random stuff I made up, not only as a coping mechanism. but also as a way to let my mind not explode. (figuratively)

I hope you are well and if not, I hope these poems I wrote makes you well.

The more you think, the more you learn

Sun gonna show out, But sun does not know that darkness is hiding, When sun try hard to climb up, The darkness kick sun far away, That no one will see the sun again.

Slip Of Mind is the poem or a collection of random thoughts concerning a person's inner sentiments.

Do you think everyone does not have a secret ? It's a big lie ! Everyone has it , It just depends which person she or he wants to tell about the secret. Now , let me tell my "secret" thoughts

When the sea Give you the slap With its wave It will keep you Drowning Uncontrollably

Random alphabet of thoughts occupied my mind within my limited to reach it

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Imagination notice

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These are some poems, or rhymes, that I have written in my free time. I hope you enjoy.

"Bring him to his knees." Wait, what? This was supposed to be my reward ceremony, hell, I had just seconds ago finally received the title they decided to push on me. "Bring me the ring." Alice De Vritara, crimson eyes that burned like fire as she looked down at him. He was so dumbfounded that he didn't even try to stop her as she forced his arm up and placed a ring in his hand. A silver band that twined around a large amethyst that held a deeply crimson core, the Eye of Rostam, expensive enough to buy half a city. "Oh? Is this a proposal? I didn't know you wanted to marry me that much." Wait, what? You're the one who forced me to hold the ring, hell, you're even the one who forced me to my knees like this. In this situation, shouldn't I be the one saying thigns like that? "Don't look at me like that, I'm just following your third tenet." Again, what? You're blaming this on me? What the hell, all I wanted to do was change your pre-determined fate and raise the supposed monster of the story into a good (Villainess) person. --------- (I do not own the cover for this story, I will remove if asked. I also give myself permission to release this on other sites.)

A List of Poems that I have written over the years, that were incorporated in designed cards.