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SOMETHING I LOOK AT-141 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY IN YOUR LAP Maa! I know what it means Walking alone on the thorny path of life I know what it means Moving away from you Knowingly or unknowingly In pursuit of an identity Which is not you I know How it feels When ego comes in between You and me When I feel On my own, I can make it And swim across the whirlpool of life I know How painful it is When I conceive me, My identity, happiness and sorrow As distinct and different from you How foolish it is To think that I am somebody Around which thousands revolve I am the maker of my destiny And all that I see Maa,! When I go away from you To work out the arithmetic of life I fall prey to miseries, tensions and anxieties I know it but commit the same mistake time and again My ego never leaves me It comes in different guises And when it comes You go away leaving me alone In a pool of mundane desire and sorrow Unless you wish My ego will never dissolve I can not get over traces of ego That plays havoc with me Maa! don't add to my ego And run away from me Let my ego melt and the ocean of bliss emerge The prodigal son is at your feet Bless me! Kill my ego, reduce me to zero Let there be no me, you and you only Let there be nothing in between You and me except Waves of love and bliss Let me be there in your lap forever Here and hereafter Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #navratri SOMETHING I LOOK AT-141 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY IN YOUR LAP Maa! I know what it means Walking alone on the thorny p

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-141 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY IN YOUR LAP Maa! I know what it means Walking alone on the thorny path of life I know what it means Moving away from you Knowingly or unknowingly In pursuit of an identity Which is not you I know How it feels When ego comes in between You and me When I feel On my own, I can make it And swim across the whirlpool of life I know How painful it is When I conceive me, My identity, happiness and sorrow As distinct and different from you How foolish it is To think that I am somebody Around which thousands revolve I am the maker of my destiny And all that I see Maa,! When I go away from you To work out the arithmetic of life I fall prey to miseries, tensions and anxieties I know it but commit the same mistake time and again My ego never leaves me It comes in different guises And when it comes You go away leaving me alone In a pool of mundane desire and sorrow Unless you wish My ego will never dissolve I can not get over traces of ego That plays havoc with me Maa! don't add to my ego And run away from me Let my ego melt and the ocean of bliss emerge The prodigal son is at your feet Bless me! Kill my ego, reduce me to zero Let there be no me, you and you only Let there be nothing in between You and me except Waves of love and bliss Let me be there in your lap forever Here and hereafter Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #navratri SOMETHING I LOOK AT-141 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY IN YOUR LAP Maa! I know what it means Walking alone on the thorny p

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White "And they obey" Smash down the dreams Break the walls of heyday Piles of white flowers Black ribbons, too much say Echoes of laughter fade, Shadows linger and hearts betray In silence, he walks alone Lost in the price of fame's display Empty stages, hollow cheers Awaiting light of the day Trembling voices, masked fears As some turn their backs away Make them lose and forget the light Show the things that make them sway ©Anagha Ukaskar Meaning of the poem : ( And it's written to show support to Seunghan of RIIZE. ) 🫶🏻 harsh reality where aspirations are crushed// shatteri

White "And they obey" Smash down the dreams Break the walls of heyday Piles of white flowers Black ribbons, too much say Echoes of laughter fade, Shadows linger and hearts betray In silence, he walks alone Lost in the price of fame's display Empty stages, hollow cheers Awaiting light of the day Trembling voices, masked fears As some turn their backs away Make them lose and forget the light Show the things that make them sway ©Anagha Ukaskar Meaning of the poem : ( And it's written to show support to Seunghan of RIIZE. ) 🫶🏻 harsh reality where aspirations are crushed// shatteri

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-280 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When you respond My joy knows no bounds Your response makes my day Sends a smile to my arteries and veins It is okay If you do not I have learned to bear with it I know you are too busy Too preoccupied to find time for me I know What does time mean to you How do you value it Don't expect you to spoil it for someone Who hardly matters in your life A nonentity I was Will remain so till I am alive But I feel ecstatic When, from a distance, I see you smiling Your happiness means so much I have forgotten my own long since I often ask myself do I need anything Except for your happiness and well-being? Am I so selfish, is my love a selfish desire It seeks its felicity in your cheer and smile,? From a distance I sense your feelings, sorrow and happiness Though physically we are miles apart I visualise your tears and smile I know how you are But sometimes I doubt my instincts For which I ask how do you feel? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-280 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When you respond My joy knows no bounds Your response makes my day Sends

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-280 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When you respond My joy knows no bounds Your response makes my day Sends a smile to my arteries and veins It is okay If you do not I have learned to bear with it I know you are too busy Too preoccupied to find time for me I know What does time mean to you How do you value it Don't expect you to spoil it for someone Who hardly matters in your life A nonentity I was Will remain so till I am alive But I feel ecstatic When, from a distance, I see you smiling Your happiness means so much I have forgotten my own long since I often ask myself do I need anything Except for your happiness and well-being? Am I so selfish, is my love a selfish desire It seeks its felicity in your cheer and smile,? From a distance I sense your feelings, sorrow and happiness Though physically we are miles apart I visualise your tears and smile I know how you are But sometimes I doubt my instincts For which I ask how do you feel? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-280 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When you respond My joy knows no bounds Your response makes my day Sends

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If I Have Holded Your Hand Don't Expect That Would Be Holded Lifelong... Because I Am NIR, Which Always Go With The Flow... ©Nir's Talk NIR Means WATER 🫠 #UskeHaath #nirs_talk #Love #Nojoto #treanding #trend #Life #experience #Expectations positive life quotes life quotes im

If I Have Holded Your Hand Don't Expect That Would Be Holded Lifelong... Because I Am NIR, Which Always Go With The Flow... ©Nir's Talk NIR Means WATER 🫠 #UskeHaath #nirs_talk #Love #Nojoto #treanding #trend #Life #experience #Expectations positive life quotes life quotes im

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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 A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and years, I have spent in meaningless pursuits in proving myself, in proving I am not at par but head and shoulder above others. I know not how many times I turned my back to truth and bliss. How many times I failed to understand love and it's beauty, someone's tears, sacrifices, hours of waiting and longing for me. I know hardly I lived my life for me. It was for those significant others whom I valued the most in seeking their appreciation and recognition who themselves achieved nothing, lived the whole of their lives in illusion in a pseudo world with pseudo greatness and pseudo satisfaction I lived a life in acquiring pelf and power, laurels and accolades adding to my inflated ego, proving before others I am unique and different and don't belong to the same species to which others belong My Lord! How far away I am from me, from my life and it's beauty? How futile is that life which is shaped and designed, not by how one is, but by how others view and assess it. I achieved nothing. What one achieves by running away from his own, family, friends and relations, by alienating from the inner being forgetting life and its purpose, playing all the while to the galleries? If life means running away from oneself, from truth and bliss. If life is an endeavour in pursuit of appreciation and recognition, in chasing a mirage which goes away farther and farther Forgive me! My Lord I don't need one more. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and yea

White A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and years, I have spent in meaningless pursuits in proving myself, in proving I am not at par but head and shoulder above others. I know not how many times I turned my back to truth and bliss. How many times I failed to understand love and it's beauty, someone's tears, sacrifices, hours of waiting and longing for me. I know hardly I lived my life for me. It was for those significant others whom I valued the most in seeking their appreciation and recognition who themselves achieved nothing, lived the whole of their lives in illusion in a pseudo world with pseudo greatness and pseudo satisfaction I lived a life in acquiring pelf and power, laurels and accolades adding to my inflated ego, proving before others I am unique and different and don't belong to the same species to which others belong My Lord! How far away I am from me, from my life and it's beauty? How futile is that life which is shaped and designed, not by how one is, but by how others view and assess it. I achieved nothing. What one achieves by running away from his own, family, friends and relations, by alienating from the inner being forgetting life and its purpose, playing all the while to the galleries? If life means running away from oneself, from truth and bliss. If life is an endeavour in pursuit of appreciation and recognition, in chasing a mirage which goes away farther and farther Forgive me! My Lord I don't need one more. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and yea