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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-257 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Wherever you go Carry me Carry my prayers and wishes Love and belongingness If my love is selfless If my concern is genuine You will be through The violent weather and turbulent time Stay connected At a different level You will get me As a feeling sublime When love is beyond body and mind It is love divine Ecstasy unlimited by space and time Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 15.6.2023 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2023/06/15/something-i-look-at-257/ https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/06/something-i-look-at-257.html ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #short_shyari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-257 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Wherever you go Carry me Carry my prayers and wishes

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-257 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Wherever you go Carry me Carry my prayers and wishes Love and belongingness If my love is selfless If my concern is genuine You will be through The violent weather and turbulent time Stay connected At a different level You will get me As a feeling sublime When love is beyond body and mind It is love divine Ecstasy unlimited by space and time Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 15.6.2023 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2023/06/15/something-i-look-at-257/ https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/06/something-i-look-at-257.html ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #short_shyari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-257 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Wherever you go Carry me Carry my prayers and wishes

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MY MOTHER-8 Today is your day my mother But with me you are no more For the first time, I am in a sea of sorrow Searching for you hither and thither Finding you nowhere except in my tears Tell me my mother! How to find those feet turned into ashes, Mingled in oblivion to offer flowers of my love. I know not whether you reciprocate My feelings, emotions and adoration But I venture to write something It has been my habit since years Let me gather you from the whole of the universe And put my heart at the feet of yours When I was a child You told me stories of the scriptures Every woman is an incarnation of the divine mother. You always insisted to see your replica in women Not to look at her with a guilty mind And faulty conscience These are your words sacred The foundation of life From which I hadly deviated Hope there will be any deviation The way you groomed your grandchildren They will carry the legacy forward With character and conviction My mother! Help me to accomplish your wishes Without Lord Krishna The Gandiva of Arjun was meaningless Bless us to renovate Our village house built on my father's sweat Serve our family deity Lord Basudev with love and devotion Gurudev and three temples built by my father great As you wished With our village, we will stay connected All the rituals and festivals will be as before All those you loved will be in my eye Leave no stones unturned to justify your blood Flowing in me Your statue will be by my father's side Where we will sit and seek your blessings Everything will be as usual But life will be never as before I know for sure You are in another form In a different dimension Merged in the divine mother Since Maa Kali has absorbed you She will be with me as my mother So also all the mothers In every nook and corner In every spring and winter Rain and summer Every day and night, minute and second I will be in the lap of you my mother divine My mother! I have seen you in all And all in you I hope my mothers all over will never let me down Bless me! I will have no problem in identifying BOU! ACCEPT MY AGONY AND TEARS THE WAY YOU ACCEPTED MY SMILE AND LOVE Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #akshaya_tritiya_2024 MY MOTHER-8 Today is your day my mother But with me you are no more For the first time, I am in a sea of sorrow Sea

MY MOTHER-8 Today is your day my mother But with me you are no more For the first time, I am in a sea of sorrow Searching for you hither and thither Finding you nowhere except in my tears Tell me my mother! How to find those feet turned into ashes, Mingled in oblivion to offer flowers of my love. I know not whether you reciprocate My feelings, emotions and adoration But I venture to write something It has been my habit since years Let me gather you from the whole of the universe And put my heart at the feet of yours When I was a child You told me stories of the scriptures Every woman is an incarnation of the divine mother. You always insisted to see your replica in women Not to look at her with a guilty mind And faulty conscience These are your words sacred The foundation of life From which I hadly deviated Hope there will be any deviation The way you groomed your grandchildren They will carry the legacy forward With character and conviction My mother! Help me to accomplish your wishes Without Lord Krishna The Gandiva of Arjun was meaningless Bless us to renovate Our village house built on my father's sweat Serve our family deity Lord Basudev with love and devotion Gurudev and three temples built by my father great As you wished With our village, we will stay connected All the rituals and festivals will be as before All those you loved will be in my eye Leave no stones unturned to justify your blood Flowing in me Your statue will be by my father's side Where we will sit and seek your blessings Everything will be as usual But life will be never as before I know for sure You are in another form In a different dimension Merged in the divine mother Since Maa Kali has absorbed you She will be with me as my mother So also all the mothers In every nook and corner In every spring and winter Rain and summer Every day and night, minute and second I will be in the lap of you my mother divine My mother! I have seen you in all And all in you I hope my mothers all over will never let me down Bless me! I will have no problem in identifying BOU! ACCEPT MY AGONY AND TEARS THE WAY YOU ACCEPTED MY SMILE AND LOVE Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #akshaya_tritiya_2024 MY MOTHER-8 Today is your day my mother But with me you are no more For the first time, I am in a sea of sorrow Sea

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"The Call of the Village" Village whispers, memories sweet, City's chaos, heart's retreat. Fields of gold, childhood's play, Urban rush, dreams in fray. Village breeze, soul's reprieve, City's grip, can't deceive. Neighbor's love, like kin's embrace, Village's pull, a timeless grace. In city's maze, longing's sigh, Village's call, like a lullaby. Nature's hymn, in fields I'll soar, Village's embrace, forevermore. Village paths, where dreams ignite, City's glare, dims their light. Rustling leaves, a gentle hum, City's roar, a deafening drum. Village nights, stars alight, City's skyline, blocks the sight. Simple joys, in village's fold, City's grip, a story untold. Village laughter, echoes pure, City's rush, dreams obscure. In village's heart, I find my song, City's pull, it won't be long. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem's moral underscores the enduring value of rural simplicity and the importance of staying connected to one's roots amidst the

"The Call of the Village" Village whispers, memories sweet, City's chaos, heart's retreat. Fields of gold, childhood's play, Urban rush, dreams in fray. Village breeze, soul's reprieve, City's grip, can't deceive. Neighbor's love, like kin's embrace, Village's pull, a timeless grace. In city's maze, longing's sigh, Village's call, like a lullaby. Nature's hymn, in fields I'll soar, Village's embrace, forevermore. Village paths, where dreams ignite, City's glare, dims their light. Rustling leaves, a gentle hum, City's roar, a deafening drum. Village nights, stars alight, City's skyline, blocks the sight. Simple joys, in village's fold, City's grip, a story untold. Village laughter, echoes pure, City's rush, dreams obscure. In village's heart, I find my song, City's pull, it won't be long. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem's moral underscores the enduring value of rural simplicity and the importance of staying connected to one's roots amidst the