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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-273 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Hope You read my poems If you don't read, who will? Who else will understand My emotions and feelings? Who else will fathom The depth and intensity of my love The way you can? Hope You read my poems If you do not Who will read my poems? Why shall I write For whom shall I write? Hope You reciprocate my emotion If not you who else will read me Read my pulse and perceptions On whose heart my poem will land From whom I will get the feedback Who will be my poetry My perennial source of joy and inspiration Hope To see you on my pages In your absence They look so dull and lifeless Like a flower without colour and fragrance Grace my pages They are dying to meet you once again Touch me, touch my lines Your touch of class Will let them come out of the grave. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-273 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Hope You read my poems If you don't read, who will? Who else will understan

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-273 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Hope You read my poems If you don't read, who will? Who else will understand My emotions and feelings? Who else will fathom The depth and intensity of my love The way you can? Hope You read my poems If you do not Who will read my poems? Why shall I write For whom shall I write? Hope You reciprocate my emotion If not you who else will read me Read my pulse and perceptions On whose heart my poem will land From whom I will get the feedback Who will be my poetry My perennial source of joy and inspiration Hope To see you on my pages In your absence They look so dull and lifeless Like a flower without colour and fragrance Grace my pages They are dying to meet you once again Touch me, touch my lines Your touch of class Will let them come out of the grave. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-273 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Hope You read my poems If you don't read, who will? Who else will understan