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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-298 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! if you can, do me a favour. Live my quota of life. Smile my quota of smiles. Leave your sorrow and agony, alienation and apathy, fear and tear for me to take care of and live with. Your tears are so precious I will hold these till eternity Your pain, I want to make a part of me I will keep these deep inside my heart to feel every bit of it, to realise how painful your life has been Give me your worries and anxieties, distress and concern, the pathetic reality with which you lived. Give me all those which made a hell of your life I will make a garland of these and wear it till I am alive My dear! love is a feeling, a beautiful feeling, beyond a feeling it does not exist in any other dimension. To know love, you are to fall in love with love, go beyond body and mind where love exists as a feeling, a feeling transcending the barrier of space and time, where exists nothing, pain and pleasure, happiness and sorrow and all pair of opposites Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-298 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! if you can, do me a favour. Live my quota of life. Smile my quota of

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-298 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! if you can, do me a favour. Live my quota of life. Smile my quota of smiles. Leave your sorrow and agony, alienation and apathy, fear and tear for me to take care of and live with. Your tears are so precious I will hold these till eternity Your pain, I want to make a part of me I will keep these deep inside my heart to feel every bit of it, to realise how painful your life has been Give me your worries and anxieties, distress and concern, the pathetic reality with which you lived. Give me all those which made a hell of your life I will make a garland of these and wear it till I am alive My dear! love is a feeling, a beautiful feeling, beyond a feeling it does not exist in any other dimension. To know love, you are to fall in love with love, go beyond body and mind where love exists as a feeling, a feeling transcending the barrier of space and time, where exists nothing, pain and pleasure, happiness and sorrow and all pair of opposites Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-298 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! if you can, do me a favour. Live my quota of life. Smile my quota of

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-286 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You are a beautiful feeling A feeling that completed me A feeling I can never part with You are a fascinating dream So true and fulfilling That needs no awakening You are that star-studded night Which needs no sunshine When I die I will carry that sweet Memory with me When I come back I will be with that feeling To find the paradise Where I am in Your memory is enough To see me through The violent boisterous sea The beauty and grace of your touch Will drive away a thousand agony And let me connect with my dream You may not be with me But your memory has not left me It silently touches my body and mind Makes me feel as if You are very much with me I need nothing, no one near I can live this life and many more Romancing with your memory Dancing to the tune of my solitude On the lonely corridors of life Smruti Ranjan Mohanty India 4.10.2023 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/10/something-i-look-at-286.html https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2023/10/05/something-i-look-at-286/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING I LOOK AT-286 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You are a beautiful feeling A feeling that completed me A feeling I can neve

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-286 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You are a beautiful feeling A feeling that completed me A feeling I can never part with You are a fascinating dream So true and fulfilling That needs no awakening You are that star-studded night Which needs no sunshine When I die I will carry that sweet Memory with me When I come back I will be with that feeling To find the paradise Where I am in Your memory is enough To see me through The violent boisterous sea The beauty and grace of your touch Will drive away a thousand agony And let me connect with my dream You may not be with me But your memory has not left me It silently touches my body and mind Makes me feel as if You are very much with me I need nothing, no one near I can live this life and many more Romancing with your memory Dancing to the tune of my solitude On the lonely corridors of life Smruti Ranjan Mohanty India 4.10.2023 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/10/something-i-look-at-286.html https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2023/10/05/something-i-look-at-286/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING I LOOK AT-286 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You are a beautiful feeling A feeling that completed me A feeling I can neve

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-281 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Sometimes I think If ever I can give you a gift? Then I ask myself What can I give you except a heartfelt wish A few drops of tears rolling down my cheeks? What can I give to the princess charming Except my agony and apathy How can I venture to give someone Who herself is the epitome of grace and beauty Affluence, abundance and plenty You know not What you mean to me Your presence in my life Is the greatest gift of the Almighty I value it so much Sometimes I forget me and my identity Go back to the beauty of my teens Hope! You will accept me the way I am We are soulmates since time immemorial What can I give you Nothing is mine except my sighs If I can not share with you my cheers Why should I my sigh and tears? I have composed my masterpiece It is you manifested in each line I can't share my heart with anyone else It is for you and you only I will preserve it till eternity Someday I may dare to gift you May not be in this birth Maybe at some other time In some other birth Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-281 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Sometimes I think If ever I can give you a gift? Then I ask myself What ca

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-281 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Sometimes I think If ever I can give you a gift? Then I ask myself What can I give you except a heartfelt wish A few drops of tears rolling down my cheeks? What can I give to the princess charming Except my agony and apathy How can I venture to give someone Who herself is the epitome of grace and beauty Affluence, abundance and plenty You know not What you mean to me Your presence in my life Is the greatest gift of the Almighty I value it so much Sometimes I forget me and my identity Go back to the beauty of my teens Hope! You will accept me the way I am We are soulmates since time immemorial What can I give you Nothing is mine except my sighs If I can not share with you my cheers Why should I my sigh and tears? I have composed my masterpiece It is you manifested in each line I can't share my heart with anyone else It is for you and you only I will preserve it till eternity Someday I may dare to gift you May not be in this birth Maybe at some other time In some other birth Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-281 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Sometimes I think If ever I can give you a gift? Then I ask myself What ca

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY In every work A risk is inherent In every walk A risk is inherent In every move There is a hurdle In every success There is a failure Failure to identify with the success Failure to carry the success And others with oneself Few enjoy one's success The rest relish failure Life is full of thorns The moments of joy are few Sorrow is your constant companion In between two sorrows Happiness come as a gentle breather You always live in fear Fear of losing something or someone That is the basis on which your life rests The reason for your agony and distress Life is difficult We make it sad and pathetic By expecting too much out of it We do not know how to carry it We do not know how to live with life We make it a tragedy We do not know what to do with it That is the reason for which We grope in darkness From the beginning to the end. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status A LOOK AT LIFE-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY In every work A risk is inherent In every walk A risk is inherent

White A LOOK AT LIFE-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY In every work A risk is inherent In every walk A risk is inherent In every move There is a hurdle In every success There is a failure Failure to identify with the success Failure to carry the success And others with oneself Few enjoy one's success The rest relish failure Life is full of thorns The moments of joy are few Sorrow is your constant companion In between two sorrows Happiness come as a gentle breather You always live in fear Fear of losing something or someone That is the basis on which your life rests The reason for your agony and distress Life is difficult We make it sad and pathetic By expecting too much out of it We do not know how to carry it We do not know how to live with life We make it a tragedy We do not know what to do with it That is the reason for which We grope in darkness From the beginning to the end. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status A LOOK AT LIFE-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY In every work A risk is inherent In every walk A risk is inherent

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciation and recognition, pelf and power, I lost myself somewhere. Caught in between dreams and dramas, the real me and my endless desires, struggle for a place under the sun and a go at the moon, I failed to recognise myself and my love. Remained engrossed in me, in my comforts and amenities of life. WhatsApp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and the digital world became my love and passion, forcing relationships, feelings and touch of humanity to silently wither. With a cell phone in my heart and mind became a servant of my changing needs, forgetting all those who loved me. Looked at none, listened to none. All that I needed was only an internet connection. I more interacted with a cell phone rather than with human faces. Travelled in the air, talked over the telephone. For me, nothing mattered except money, power and recognition. Missed that delicate human touch all along Roamed here and there in a colourful world where there was nothing except accolades and applause, dreams, fancies and idiocies. Ran away from life and its beauty, from love, family and friendship, from all that I once loved and relished, only to find me in a no man's world caught in an ocean of shattered dreams and desires with none accompanying me. With nowhere the shore in vision I worked out the mathematics of life. What I achieved, everybody knows, what I lost, I only know. I lost those beautiful days, nature and her beautiful murmur, the cool moon and bright sunshine, the first shower and smell of moist earth, the love and shadow of my parents, the looks and longing of my beloved, her love and tears, petty wishes and trifling demands, the sweet smiles and the company of my kids, their desire to have a bit of my time. no one, nothing waited for me, neither the blooming and craving of my beloved nor my kid's naughty looks and early childhood. Time flew by and I lost all those moments Which could have been mine. Running away from my own I only landed myself in a pseudo world with empty coffers with no one with me to share my spoil, agony and distress. Looking back there was nothing except the crowded lane that led me to my coffin. By the time I realised, the machine had a heart, life had lost its rhythm and rhyme The grey hairs of my kids were mocking t me and the lady sitting on a chair on the wheel with wrinkles all over greeted me with a faint smile. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciatio

White A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciation and recognition, pelf and power, I lost myself somewhere. Caught in between dreams and dramas, the real me and my endless desires, struggle for a place under the sun and a go at the moon, I failed to recognise myself and my love. Remained engrossed in me, in my comforts and amenities of life. WhatsApp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and the digital world became my love and passion, forcing relationships, feelings and touch of humanity to silently wither. With a cell phone in my heart and mind became a servant of my changing needs, forgetting all those who loved me. Looked at none, listened to none. All that I needed was only an internet connection. I more interacted with a cell phone rather than with human faces. Travelled in the air, talked over the telephone. For me, nothing mattered except money, power and recognition. Missed that delicate human touch all along Roamed here and there in a colourful world where there was nothing except accolades and applause, dreams, fancies and idiocies. Ran away from life and its beauty, from love, family and friendship, from all that I once loved and relished, only to find me in a no man's world caught in an ocean of shattered dreams and desires with none accompanying me. With nowhere the shore in vision I worked out the mathematics of life. What I achieved, everybody knows, what I lost, I only know. I lost those beautiful days, nature and her beautiful murmur, the cool moon and bright sunshine, the first shower and smell of moist earth, the love and shadow of my parents, the looks and longing of my beloved, her love and tears, petty wishes and trifling demands, the sweet smiles and the company of my kids, their desire to have a bit of my time. no one, nothing waited for me, neither the blooming and craving of my beloved nor my kid's naughty looks and early childhood. Time flew by and I lost all those moments Which could have been mine. Running away from my own I only landed myself in a pseudo world with empty coffers with no one with me to share my spoil, agony and distress. Looking back there was nothing except the crowded lane that led me to my coffin. By the time I realised, the machine had a heart, life had lost its rhythm and rhyme The grey hairs of my kids were mocking t me and the lady sitting on a chair on the wheel with wrinkles all over greeted me with a faint smile. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciatio