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जहाँ 🌟 उम्मीद और सबेरा
🎯 उद्देशय :
🔑 मुख्य बिंदु:
आइए महसूस करें:
👇👇📚✨ और कविताएं पढ़ें:
🔹 भारत के सपूत – देशभक्ति कविता संग्रह
जहां हर शब्द में बहादुरी की आवाज़ है।
🔹 ❤️ प्यार भरी कविता संग्रह🌹
जहां दिल धड़के और मन बहके !
🔹 सुरक्षा-औद्योगिक कविता संग्रह
जहां मेहनत, अनुशासन और सुरक्षा के रंग बिखरे हैं।
जो जीवन के उतार-चढ़ाव को शब्दों में पिरोती है।
🕊 यह संग्रह उन दिलों के लिए है जो टूटी आवाज़ों में भी कविता ढूंढते हैं। 🕊
🔹 रिश्तों की खुशबू — कविता संग्रह
👉जहाँ हर कविता एक रिश्ता बयां करती है...
🧋 जब ज़िंदगी को चाहिए थोड़ा मस्ती का स्वाद
🔹 List of Poems / कविताओं की सूची
जहां यशस्वर्ग की हर कविता एक👆 क्लिक की दूरी पर है।
📘 An English translation of this poem is provided below for better understanding and collaboration.🌍
Title: The Same Morning, The Same Dawn
Subject: 🌄 Every Morning’s Struggle, Where 🌟 Hope and Dawn Meet.
✍️ Introduction:
Every morning, the same sun rises 🌅, bringing with it the same old dawn.
The search for daily wages, the crushing burden of inflation, and the hollow promises of the government — this is the everyday story of the common man.
Yet, every single day, a human being learns how to survive again, still searching for a small ray of hope 🌟.
Let us now feel
Where 🌟 Hope and Dawn Meet
🌞 The same morning, the same dawn — everything feels unchanged,
❓ Why does the sun rise at all, if everything must repeat again?
💧 Every day, the same struggle, the same story soaked in sweat,
📖 In the book of life, hard work is the only mark left.
🕰️ The day demands earning something, no matter how small,
🍞 Even dry bread will do — one must still go to the city and stand tall.
💼 If work is found, we return home with tired smiles,
🛒 Half the money buys essentials, the rest clears old dues and trials.
💸 But in the storm of rising prices, dreams scatter and fade,
😔 Even the smallest desires collapse under the weight laid.
👶 Children’s laughter brings comfort, though pockets stay empty still,
✨ Hope rises in the heart, but reality feels heavier than will.
📢 Crying “inflation, inflation,” the people keep shouting in pain,
😭 And crying so, they may leave this world — unheard, again and again.
🌄 Yet every morning, humans rise and relearn how to live,
🌟 The same old dawn — but a new courage they try to give.
🏛️ Government promises remain trapped within paper walls,
📢 The cries of the people fade on streets and empty halls.
😭 Crying today, tomorrow, the day after —
One day, all of us will quietly depart from this world.
🌄 Still, every morning,
Some child will learn how to live again.
✍️ — Kumar Gupta
🎯 Purpose:
✍️ To portray social reality – expressing the daily struggles of the common man through words.
📢 To challenge the system – highlighting the failures of governance and hollow assurances.
💭 To awaken emotions – making readers feel the life of laborers and the poor.
🌟 To ignite hope – showing that even amid hardships, life and the future still glow.
🕊️ To deliver a message – struggles may never end, but the art of living must continue.
🔑 Key Themes:
🌅 Repetitive mornings – the monotonous cycle of life and struggle.
💧 Hardship and labor – sweat, daily wages, and relentless effort.
🍞 Basic survival – simple meals, city life, expenses, and debts.
💸 The burden of inflation – crushed dreams and suppressed desires.
👶 Family and children’s laughter – a brief escape and emotional relief.
🏛️ Political satire – promises on paper, voices silenced on roads.
🌟 A ray of hope – despite everything, humans — and children — keep learning how to live.
💬 अपना प्यार और सुझाव ज़रूर बताएं!
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