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Haiku: Aura


Divine the rays of
dawn; illuminates the sky 
with grace and aura 

It makes me assure
not to give up , 
new day with new ways


Read Today's Quotation Of The Day (Here)

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  1. Enjoyed your post...thank you for sharing.
    Siggi in Downeast Maine

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    1. Welcome to my blog Siggi! :)
      Glad you enjoyed ..hope to have you here again :)

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  2. lovely and peaceful nice to read this at the end of the day....

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    1. Kizmet, welcome! :)
      Thank you so much ...its my pleasure and honor ..you said so! :)

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  3. I like the first one ... thank you for sharing. Also thank you for your visit and comment for Day 14 ~~ Aura's Band

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  4. beautiful! new days are blessed indeed!

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    1. Hey Hope Dear! :)
      happy to have you here.. missed you so much
      Glad you found it beautiful..thanks a ton! :)

      Best wishes!

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  5. Hello Simran.
    How true...a new day dawns bringing with it new hopes, dreams and aspirations. Thanks for sharing.

    Each week over at my blog, I give a special thanks to a few of my friends and followers who have supported me through my first blogging year. This week, you have been chsen as one of the Featured Followers! For more information and to claim your award (if you so choose), please click here...

    Thoughts Of Beauty In The Stillness Of Dawn...

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    1. Hello Andy Dear! :)

      Wow! You are great with your ideas :)
      And I happy to featured by my Andy Dear on such beautiful blog :)
      Thank you so much...honored !

      :-)

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  6. hellow simran,
    I have nothing to say.

    Or maybe,

    I have a lot to say, but no words to say it.

    u said so much in few lines.
    loved it.

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~Simran

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