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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOH

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-130
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY 

         WHY AM I HERE?

In the grip of agony and apathy 
When life questions its own  basis 
Frustration kills the vitals 
Alienation is complete and death looms large
Life seems to have reached a blind end 
When it seems all over
Life loses its breath and goes out of gear
I often ask me a question
Why shall I live?
For whom shall I live?
For what shall I live?
.
Comes a loving voice from within
'My son! to life, you can't say no
Coz it is my gift on which
You have no right and control
You will live because I want you to.
You will live for yourself till you know the truth.
Who you are? 
From where you have come?
To where you will go?
You will be coming  and going 
No respite from the cycle of birth and death
Until you realise the truth
There is neither birth nor death
I am you and you are me 
I, you, he, we, they and the cosmic universe are but one
From a distance we look different
When you come closer
And unveil the veil of maya
The illusion of  duality vanishes and what remains is pure consciousness, single and unalloyed. 
I know it but 
You have forgotten everything under the spell of maya 
And more identify with the body and mind 
Which you are not actually.
When you will realise, you are pure self,
Truth,  Bliss and Absolute
That will be your last day in the cycle of birth and rebirth
Birth and death, this world and that world will lose meaning and you will go beyond space, causation and time.
Father and son, devotee, devotion and the object of devotion, knowledge its source and the seeker will be one.
There will be no two
Only one and one you'

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty
  #sad_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-130
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY 

         WHY AM I HERE?

In the grip of agony and apathy 
When life questions its own  basis 
Frustration kills the vitals

#sad_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WHY AM I HERE? In the grip of agony and apathy When life questions its own basis Frustration kills the vitals #Poetry

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