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Haiku : Doubt

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Always believe  
in your inner strength; you can!
a doubt may ruin it!
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  1. CYNOSUREApril 4, 2012 at 9:27 PM

    you're right Simran...Doubt and Faith are anti of each other...if one exists...then other one doesn't...nice one... :)

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  2. Magical Mystical TeacherApril 5, 2012 at 5:05 AM

    Doubt may ruin things...or it may strengthen one's resolve to go in another direction...it all depends...

    Cactus Did Not Doubt

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    1. SimranApril 6, 2012 at 9:30 PM

      Yes, we can have both aspects together ...
      Thank you :)

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  3. ⁂ܓVållῐ ⁂ܓ☺April 5, 2012 at 6:50 PM

    Yup!...realized this yesterday...Wonderful haiku!

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  4. Rachana ShakyawarApril 5, 2012 at 8:33 PM

    Beautiful!
    But you could have said..
    'Koi doubt mat rakhna..Sikhdi hu main Panjab ki' :D

    Super like it!

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    1. SimranApril 8, 2012 at 9:32 PM

      LOL!
      Never thought about that! Well I can go for it ;)
      Thank you, Rachana

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  5. BikramApril 5, 2012 at 9:17 PM

    hmmm doubts are BAD... Beleive in yourself and listen to your heart and then GO FOR IT .. give it your best shot always ..

    Bikram's

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    1. SimranApril 8, 2012 at 9:33 PM

      Formula to success and happiness! :)
      Happy to read your so positive words!
      Cheers !

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  6. AnonymousApril 8, 2012 at 1:50 PM

    Kind of Ironic to the "Nothing great I wrote"....
    :)

    Very well written.

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