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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-284 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY If you don't listen to me How can you connect with me Connect with my heart and soul Dreams, yearnings and wishes Grief, tears and melancholiness If you do not see me How can I convey my feelings How can I let you know What you mean to me When my eyes open They intend to see you When my eyes close They keep you in my mind's eye Never let me lose sight of you Even in deep and the wildest of dreams My heart silently chases you I connect with you at a subconscious level When the surrounding world withers away Wither away all calculations, Permutations and combinations When remain none except you I meet you on the other side of the horizon My thinking evaporates into nothing And I find myself amid bliss and joy Does not matter How you feel, what you do and undo Irrespective of your fancies and whims I will always stay connected with you At a different level Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-284 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY If you don't listen to me How can you connect with me Connect with my heart

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-284 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY If you don't listen to me How can you connect with me Connect with my heart and soul Dreams, yearnings and wishes Grief, tears and melancholiness If you do not see me How can I convey my feelings How can I let you know What you mean to me When my eyes open They intend to see you When my eyes close They keep you in my mind's eye Never let me lose sight of you Even in deep and the wildest of dreams My heart silently chases you I connect with you at a subconscious level When the surrounding world withers away Wither away all calculations, Permutations and combinations When remain none except you I meet you on the other side of the horizon My thinking evaporates into nothing And I find myself amid bliss and joy Does not matter How you feel, what you do and undo Irrespective of your fancies and whims I will always stay connected with you At a different level Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-284 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY If you don't listen to me How can you connect with me Connect with my heart

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-274 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Do you want to live in a relationship? Don't you know? It is a bondage Too demanding and complicated For love to find its space It struggles to withstand The summer heat and winter rain After thousands of compromises Adjustments, permutations and combinations One never remains oneself And love loses its beauty and grace Living a while, dying most of the time One becomes a machine Enduring a patterned relationship Patterned behaviour, Permanent expectations all the while What remains is not love Something else Love dies silently Once the free birds in the blue sky Languish in a golden cage. Very few understand the meaning of love Love is too delicate to bear A demanding relationship It will wilt and fade away My love! Be my soulmate Let us meet in a different space Where there are No expectations, no cravings Only peace and bliss Love and love only Smruti Ranjan Mohantu ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING I LOOK AT-274 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Do you want to live in a relationship? Don't you know? It is a bondag

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-274 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Do you want to live in a relationship? Don't you know? It is a bondage Too demanding and complicated For love to find its space It struggles to withstand The summer heat and winter rain After thousands of compromises Adjustments, permutations and combinations One never remains oneself And love loses its beauty and grace Living a while, dying most of the time One becomes a machine Enduring a patterned relationship Patterned behaviour, Permanent expectations all the while What remains is not love Something else Love dies silently Once the free birds in the blue sky Languish in a golden cage. Very few understand the meaning of love Love is too delicate to bear A demanding relationship It will wilt and fade away My love! Be my soulmate Let us meet in a different space Where there are No expectations, no cravings Only peace and bliss Love and love only Smruti Ranjan Mohantu ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING I LOOK AT-274 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Do you want to live in a relationship? Don't you know? It is a bondag

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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

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White ନା ମୁଁ ତମେ ଓ ତମ ପ୍ରେମ ପ୍ରତି ଅବିଶ୍ବସ୍ତ ନା ମୁଁ ତମ ପ୍ରେମ ଓ ମୋ ଅନୁଭଵ ପାଇଁ ସମ୍ବେଦନଶୀଳଡ଼ଢ଼ କେଵଳ ସମୟ ଓ ପରିସ୍ଥିତି ଏଠି ପ୍ରତିବନ୍ଧକ ସିନା, ଆମକୁ ଏକାଠି କରେନା ଯାହା।। ଅସୀମ ନୀଳାକାଶକୁ ଭଲ ପାଉଥିବା ଗୋଟେ ପଞ୍ଜୁରିଵଦ୍ଧ ପକ୍ଷୀର ଅବସ୍ଥା ସେ ମୁକ୍ତି ଜାଣେନା, କେବଳ ତାର ପ୍ରତୀକ୍ଷା, କେଵେ ଆକାଶୀ ଅସୀମତା ସହ ହେବ ଏକାକାର। SOMETHING I LOOK AT-343 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am neither untrue to you, nor your love. Neither I am insensitive to my feelings, nor yours. What stands in between is time and circumstance that never make us unite What happens to a caged bird when he falls in love with the blue sky? He does not know how to come out, the gate is closed, only waits for a handful of the sky to come inside and make him realise how beautiful and vast the sky is How can a fairy in the azure sky feel the craving of a bird languishing in the golden cage for his life and love? How can she fathom the intensity of his pain, the depth of his longing, his fear and tears? My love! for a change put yourself in place of that poor bird who fancies the open sky but does not have the strength and means to come out of the cage. Neither the time nor the tide in his side. He silently sheds tears hoping the fairy to understand the sorrow and predicament of the bird inside Never misunderstand the bird You are the beats of his heart, the pupil of his eyes He is for you, with you at a different level on a different plane which very few can understand and fewer can realise and appreciate Tell me! what can an old caged bird do for the fairy with silver wings except wish her all the shades of life in her golden voyage? Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri ନା ମୁଁ ତମେ ଓ ତମ ପ୍ରେମ ପ୍ରତି ଅବିଶ୍ବସ୍ତ ନା ମୁଁ ତମ ପ୍ରେମ ଓ ମୋ ଅନୁଭଵ ପାଇଁ ସମ୍ବେଦନଶୀଳଡ଼ଢ଼ କେଵଳ ସମୟ ଓ ପରିସ୍ଥିତି ଏଠି ପ୍ରତିବନ୍ଧକ ସିନା,

White ନା ମୁଁ ତମେ ଓ ତମ ପ୍ରେମ ପ୍ରତି ଅବିଶ୍ବସ୍ତ ନା ମୁଁ ତମ ପ୍ରେମ ଓ ମୋ ଅନୁଭଵ ପାଇଁ ସମ୍ବେଦନଶୀଳଡ଼ଢ଼ କେଵଳ ସମୟ ଓ ପରିସ୍ଥିତି ଏଠି ପ୍ରତିବନ୍ଧକ ସିନା, ଆମକୁ ଏକାଠି କରେନା ଯାହା।। ଅସୀମ ନୀଳାକାଶକୁ ଭଲ ପାଉଥିବା ଗୋଟେ ପଞ୍ଜୁରିଵଦ୍ଧ ପକ୍ଷୀର ଅବସ୍ଥା ସେ ମୁକ୍ତି ଜାଣେନା, କେବଳ ତାର ପ୍ରତୀକ୍ଷା, କେଵେ ଆକାଶୀ ଅସୀମତା ସହ ହେବ ଏକାକାର। SOMETHING I LOOK AT-343 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am neither untrue to you, nor your love. Neither I am insensitive to my feelings, nor yours. What stands in between is time and circumstance that never make us unite What happens to a caged bird when he falls in love with the blue sky? He does not know how to come out, the gate is closed, only waits for a handful of the sky to come inside and make him realise how beautiful and vast the sky is How can a fairy in the azure sky feel the craving of a bird languishing in the golden cage for his life and love? How can she fathom the intensity of his pain, the depth of his longing, his fear and tears? My love! for a change put yourself in place of that poor bird who fancies the open sky but does not have the strength and means to come out of the cage. Neither the time nor the tide in his side. He silently sheds tears hoping the fairy to understand the sorrow and predicament of the bird inside Never misunderstand the bird You are the beats of his heart, the pupil of his eyes He is for you, with you at a different level on a different plane which very few can understand and fewer can realise and appreciate Tell me! what can an old caged bird do for the fairy with silver wings except wish her all the shades of life in her golden voyage? Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri ନା ମୁଁ ତମେ ଓ ତମ ପ୍ରେମ ପ୍ରତି ଅବିଶ୍ବସ୍ତ ନା ମୁଁ ତମ ପ୍ରେମ ଓ ମୋ ଅନୁଭଵ ପାଇଁ ସମ୍ବେଦନଶୀଳଡ଼ଢ଼ କେଵଳ ସମୟ ଓ ପରିସ୍ଥିତି ଏଠି ପ୍ରତିବନ୍ଧକ ସିନା,

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-50 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You love me I love you too Our love is unconditional We feel each other's feelings We sense each other's needs You are in me and I am in you That is our love and bonding Nothing but pure love in between I will be made a man But you will remain a child forever, hardly affected by the change in time. For you nothing matters It is love and love all the way From your first breath to the last Your object of love is the same Your priorities never change with the Changing need of time and circumstances, Whims and caprices But I doubt whether my Love for you will be the same You are true to yourself, Always there for me To sacrifice every bit you have. But man is a man, Never full and complete As you are. My priorities keep on changing, So is my definition of love, Its language and chemistry. I can't love you the same way You love me My rational mind and naked Self-interest come in the way I do not want to be a man. With all my incompleteness, Limitations and rational reasonings, Let me remain a child at heart To reciprocate the feeling of Someone who really loves, To have the beauty of its love In all its colours, To live and in love with it Forever copyright@smrutiranjan18.8.2017 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-50 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You love me I love you too Our love is unconditional We feel each other's fee

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-50 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You love me I love you too Our love is unconditional We feel each other's feelings We sense each other's needs You are in me and I am in you That is our love and bonding Nothing but pure love in between I will be made a man But you will remain a child forever, hardly affected by the change in time. For you nothing matters It is love and love all the way From your first breath to the last Your object of love is the same Your priorities never change with the Changing need of time and circumstances, Whims and caprices But I doubt whether my Love for you will be the same You are true to yourself, Always there for me To sacrifice every bit you have. But man is a man, Never full and complete As you are. My priorities keep on changing, So is my definition of love, Its language and chemistry. I can't love you the same way You love me My rational mind and naked Self-interest come in the way I do not want to be a man. With all my incompleteness, Limitations and rational reasonings, Let me remain a child at heart To reciprocate the feeling of Someone who really loves, To have the beauty of its love In all its colours, To live and in love with it Forever copyright@smrutiranjan18.8.2017 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-50 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You love me I love you too Our love is unconditional We feel each other's fee

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-262 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When I touch your shadow I feel the beats of your aching heart See the dancing waves in your teary eyes I sense everything you want to disseminate I can not come near I only talk to your shadow That is destiny I smell your fragrance from a distance I feel your feelings My heart throbs like yours The waves of emotion rise and silently vanish You are so true and beautiful Maybe I am from a distance You have not yet seen the barren land The rocky debris and scattered bedrock That is why, for you, the moon is so colourful Let me have many more births To be the moon of your dreams To be the man of your heart With whom you can fall in love I assure you, in some other birth I will be your prince charming And you my cherished fiancee The paragon of grace and beauty Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 9.8.2023 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2023/08/10/something-i-look-at-262/ https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/08/something-i-look-at-262.html?m=1 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri SOMETHING I LOOK AT-262 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When I touch your shadow I feel the beats of your aching heart See the danci

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-262 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When I touch your shadow I feel the beats of your aching heart See the dancing waves in your teary eyes I sense everything you want to disseminate I can not come near I only talk to your shadow That is destiny I smell your fragrance from a distance I feel your feelings My heart throbs like yours The waves of emotion rise and silently vanish You are so true and beautiful Maybe I am from a distance You have not yet seen the barren land The rocky debris and scattered bedrock That is why, for you, the moon is so colourful Let me have many more births To be the moon of your dreams To be the man of your heart With whom you can fall in love I assure you, in some other birth I will be your prince charming And you my cherished fiancee The paragon of grace and beauty Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 9.8.2023 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2023/08/10/something-i-look-at-262/ https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/08/something-i-look-at-262.html?m=1 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri SOMETHING I LOOK AT-262 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When I touch your shadow I feel the beats of your aching heart See the danci

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-126 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY RUNNING AGAINST THE WIND Very difficult To carry oneself against the wind. Very difficult To hold nerves in adversity Very difficult To come out of an emotional breakdown And live as if happened nothing Advice come in plenty But how difficult it is To reconcile to the reality Accept life as it is The endurer knows Where it pinches It pinches, pinches hard And takes away The last drops of juice of life When your love leaves you When hopes and aspirations are off track Dreams are shattered Your nearest one leaves for heavenly abode When your motivation to live Remains no more When your life is on fire and You feel the heat everywhere As if you are in a burning cauldron When you see nothing but a dead end Very difficult to wait for the sun To rise the next day Life Thy name is running against the wind. Relishing the moment that comes in between Enjoying that little summer shower And the sun in a winter morning Life is not a bed of roses It is more like having all the thorns and Looking at the rose all the way One who succeeds lives to the full One who looks at the adversities As parts of life to be lived and endured One who withstands all these Looking at that faint ray of light Behind the bank of clouds Silently waits for his time Is the winner in the game of life He is the real hero, A master in the art and craft of life And the whole world is his. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari A LOOK AT LIFE-126 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY RUNNING AGAINST THE WIND Very difficult To carry oneself against the wind. Ver

White A LOOK AT LIFE-126 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY RUNNING AGAINST THE WIND Very difficult To carry oneself against the wind. Very difficult To hold nerves in adversity Very difficult To come out of an emotional breakdown And live as if happened nothing Advice come in plenty But how difficult it is To reconcile to the reality Accept life as it is The endurer knows Where it pinches It pinches, pinches hard And takes away The last drops of juice of life When your love leaves you When hopes and aspirations are off track Dreams are shattered Your nearest one leaves for heavenly abode When your motivation to live Remains no more When your life is on fire and You feel the heat everywhere As if you are in a burning cauldron When you see nothing but a dead end Very difficult to wait for the sun To rise the next day Life Thy name is running against the wind. Relishing the moment that comes in between Enjoying that little summer shower And the sun in a winter morning Life is not a bed of roses It is more like having all the thorns and Looking at the rose all the way One who succeeds lives to the full One who looks at the adversities As parts of life to be lived and endured One who withstands all these Looking at that faint ray of light Behind the bank of clouds Silently waits for his time Is the winner in the game of life He is the real hero, A master in the art and craft of life And the whole world is his. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari A LOOK AT LIFE-126 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY RUNNING AGAINST THE WIND Very difficult To carry oneself against the wind. Ver

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White ସମୟ ପାଇଁ ଭାଵୁ ଭାବୁ ସୁବର୍ଣ୍ଣ ସମୟ ଉଭେଇଯାଏ, ଅକାରଣରେ ଆପଣାରମୂଲ୍ୟବାନ୍ କ୍ଷଣ, ଦୂର ହେଇଯାଏ।। ଜୀବନର ସାରାଂଶ ଥିଵା ପ୍ରେମ, ସମୟ ଵଦଳରେ ସମ୍ପର୍କ ଶୂନ୍ୟ ଆଉ ନିରର୍ଥକ ପାଲଟେ, ଯେତେ ନିରଖିଲେ ଵି, ଗଡନ୍ତା ସମୟ ତ ଅଫେରା ନା । A LOOK AT LIFE-153 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Still thinking about the time the precious time I wasted for nothing. Thinking about them once close to me now nowhere near the horizon. Thinking about my loved ones who took the juice of my life to whom now I mean nothing. Silently brooding over the relationships I cultivated that never stood the test of time. Thinking about the moments I lost to satisfy a few for whom I squandered health, wealth and time who ran away at the first opportunity. Time mocks at me I miserably failed to make sense of it One by one they moved away leaving me to think about time which was once mine. Life laughs at me at my miserable plight the abyss where I am in I often ask me where I erred. "You never valued yourself at any point never cared for the moments that came your way" is the answer of time to my poignant tragedy. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari ସମୟ ପାଇଁ ଭାଵୁ ଭାବୁ ସୁବର୍ଣ୍ଣ ସମୟ ଉଭେଇଯାଏ, ଅକାରଣରେ ଆପଣାରମୂଲ୍ୟବାନ୍ କ୍ଷଣ, ଦୂର ହେଇଯାଏ।। ଜୀବନର ସାରାଂଶ ଥିଵା ପ୍ରେମ, ସମୟ ଵଦଳରେ ସମ୍ପର୍କ

White ସମୟ ପାଇଁ ଭାଵୁ ଭାବୁ ସୁବର୍ଣ୍ଣ ସମୟ ଉଭେଇଯାଏ, ଅକାରଣରେ ଆପଣାରମୂଲ୍ୟବାନ୍ କ୍ଷଣ, ଦୂର ହେଇଯାଏ।। ଜୀବନର ସାରାଂଶ ଥିଵା ପ୍ରେମ, ସମୟ ଵଦଳରେ ସମ୍ପର୍କ ଶୂନ୍ୟ ଆଉ ନିରର୍ଥକ ପାଲଟେ, ଯେତେ ନିରଖିଲେ ଵି, ଗଡନ୍ତା ସମୟ ତ ଅଫେରା ନା । A LOOK AT LIFE-153 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Still thinking about the time the precious time I wasted for nothing. Thinking about them once close to me now nowhere near the horizon. Thinking about my loved ones who took the juice of my life to whom now I mean nothing. Silently brooding over the relationships I cultivated that never stood the test of time. Thinking about the moments I lost to satisfy a few for whom I squandered health, wealth and time who ran away at the first opportunity. Time mocks at me I miserably failed to make sense of it One by one they moved away leaving me to think about time which was once mine. Life laughs at me at my miserable plight the abyss where I am in I often ask me where I erred. "You never valued yourself at any point never cared for the moments that came your way" is the answer of time to my poignant tragedy. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari ସମୟ ପାଇଁ ଭାଵୁ ଭାବୁ ସୁବର୍ଣ୍ଣ ସମୟ ଉଭେଇଯାଏ, ଅକାରଣରେ ଆପଣାରମୂଲ୍ୟବାନ୍ କ୍ଷଣ, ଦୂର ହେଇଯାଏ।। ଜୀବନର ସାରାଂଶ ଥିଵା ପ୍ରେମ, ସମୟ ଵଦଳରେ ସମ୍ପର୍କ

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-345 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Love dies when matures into a relationship Love dies when you expect too much out of it A mature head, a calculative mind can hardly feel love, fathom its depth and intensity. When reason gets over the heart, love loses its freshness and fragrance Like you love is most fascinating in its childhood and early teens Let it remain so, a child forever without disturbing its flow and rhythm When desires creep in love silently withers away the child in you dies making way for the man in you to go ahead Let love shine with its childish smile Let love dance on the corridor of life without being involved in a demanding give-and-take relationship Love is a child's smile, not an adult's frenzy, not a man's attitude or a woman's mood Love is a beautiful feeling worth having than thousands of relationships. Relationship is bound by space and time. But love is a bonding, a bonding forever. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty India 6.7.2024 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2024/07/i-look-at-345-by-smruti-ranjan-mohanty.html https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2024/07/06/something-i-look-at-345/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-345 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Love dies when matures into a relationship Love dies when you expect too m

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-345 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Love dies when matures into a relationship Love dies when you expect too much out of it A mature head, a calculative mind can hardly feel love, fathom its depth and intensity. When reason gets over the heart, love loses its freshness and fragrance Like you love is most fascinating in its childhood and early teens Let it remain so, a child forever without disturbing its flow and rhythm When desires creep in love silently withers away the child in you dies making way for the man in you to go ahead Let love shine with its childish smile Let love dance on the corridor of life without being involved in a demanding give-and-take relationship Love is a child's smile, not an adult's frenzy, not a man's attitude or a woman's mood Love is a beautiful feeling worth having than thousands of relationships. Relationship is bound by space and time. But love is a bonding, a bonding forever. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty India 6.7.2024 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2024/07/i-look-at-345-by-smruti-ranjan-mohanty.html https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2024/07/06/something-i-look-at-345/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-345 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Love dies when matures into a relationship Love dies when you expect too m