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1 month ago | 
prweb.com | Maya Jain
Last week, world-renowned Indian-American composer, Reena Esmail, launched a set of 3 songs, 'Sunao', designed to introduce young Western choirs to the Hindi language and Hindustani raag – with Hindi lyrics written by Reena Bhansali (Hindi By Reena).
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Jan 12, 2024 | 
medium.com | Maya Jain
Fingers poised, sharp as a blade's gleam,Silent edges cutting through the unseen. Each touch a delicate dance of danger,A symphony of subtle, silent anger. Precision etched in the lines of skin,Echoes of a lethal grace within. Soft caresses conceal the lethal art,A masterpiece crafted, a delicate part. In the hands, a paradox unfolds,Tales untold, secrets tightly hold. Fingers, the blades of a silent strife,Carving whispers in the canvas of life.
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Jan 12, 2024 | 
medium.com | Maya Jain
In the stillness of dawn, whispers of calm,Serenity unfolds like a healing balm. A tranquil symphony in nature's embrace,Peaceful echoes, a tranquil grace. Silent ripples on a serene lake,Minds at rest, gentle dreams wake. In the hush of twilight, a quiet surrender,Serenity blooms, a tranquil contender. Mountains stand as stoic sentinels tall,Serene vistas, a majestic call. Breathe in the serenity, let worries depart,A serene sanctuary within the heart.
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Jan 12, 2024 | 
medium.com | Maya Jain
Love is a storm, a tempest's embrace,A whirlwind of emotions, a thrilling chase. Heartbeats race, like thunder's roar,Falling in love, an enchanting lore. It's a gentle rain, a soft caress,A sweet vulnerability, a tender confess. Like petals unfolding in the morning light,Love blooms silently, pure and bright. Falling in love, a leap of faith,A journey together, no moment to waste. It's the warmth of sunlight on a winter's day,A comforting presence that won't fade away.
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Jan 11, 2024 | 
medium.com | Maya Jain
In the canvas of creation, where visions align,Design's elegance, a dance so fine. Lines and curves, a symphony of grace,Crafting stories in every embrace. Color palette whispers, a language untold,Hues and shades, a tapestry unfolds. From pixels to paper, in forms so diverse,Design, the architect of the universe. In whitespace whispers, simplicity reigns,Aesthetic journeys, where harmony gains. Typography's ballet, letters pirouette,In the world of design, no detail forget.
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Jan 11, 2024 | 
medium.com | Maya Jain
In the tapestry of code, a saga unfolds,Gaming's odyssey, where tales are told. Pixels and polygons, artists of the screen,A symphony of bits, a visual dream. Through realms unknown, our avatars tread,A dance with destiny, where heroes are bred. Controllers in hand, we navigate the lore,In the digital expanse, adventure galore. From dungeon depths to celestial skies,A myriad of challenges, where courage lies. Joysticks and keyboards, tools of the trade,In the virtual symphony, stories are laid.
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Jan 11, 2024 | 
medium.com | Maya Jain
In the gallery of shadows, lies take flight,A canvas painted in shades of night. Whispers of untruth, a clandestine art,Veiling reality, tearing worlds apart. Fabrications spun like silk in the loom,A deceitful dance in a dim-lit room. Promises draped in a deceptive guise,In the theater of lies, the curtain flies. In the labyrinth of falsehood, we navigate,Each step a gamble, a risky fate. Yet, the allure of deception's siren song,Seduces hearts, where trust can go wrong.
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Jan 9, 2024 | 
medium.com | Maya Jain
In the tapestry of existence, a spirit untamed,A flame that flickers, by no bounds constrained. Whispers of the cosmos in its silent call,An ethereal dance, the spirit stands tall. Through the labyrinth of time, it weaves,Threads of resilience, the soul perceives. A journey painted in hues of light and shade,In the symphony of life, the spirit is played. Like a river's flow, relentless and free,The spirit charts courses, boundless as the sea.
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Jan 8, 2024 | 
medium.com | Maya Jain
In realms unseen, where dreams take flight,Imagination weaves its tapestry bright. A canvas vast, with colors untamed,In the mind's eye, worlds unnamed. Whispers of wonder, a symphony of re reality bends, and fantasies lie. In every thought, a universe unfolds,Imagination's story, forever told. With wings of fancy, we soar and roam,In the boundless landscapes of our own. Through the veil of the ordinary, we peer,Imagination's magic, crystal clear.
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Jan 7, 2024 | 
medium.com | Maya Jain
In strokes of passion, on canvas wide,Artists weave dreams, where emotions hide. A symphony of colors, a palette's embrace,Creation unfolds, a timeless grace. From the sculptor's hand, emerges form,A dance of shadows, a sculpted norm. Marble and clay, shaped with care,Breathing life into the silent air. Brushes dance on the poet's canvas,Verses whispered, emotions amass. Words like paint, on a poetic spree,Crafting tales of hearts wild and free.
