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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-192 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-18 Every beginning has an end Not sure Whether all ends have new beginnings Or there are some ends Which end in dead ends. When the door was first opened Pretty sure one day it would be closed But how soon it happened It seems as if it was yesterday When I put my first steps Now it is all over I am just a few steps away from my last step Things will remain as they are The deities, the clock, the atmosphere Everything will be as earlier Only difference It is me who will not be there Someone else will be on my chair And the chair on which I used to sit Will not wait for me anymore It will have its new owner With whom it will talk, smile And spend time as before People tend to forget Old faces, old memory fade New faces take the place of the old Old faces gradually disappear And vanish in darkness Does not matter Whether I am there or not Things will run at their pace If not me Someone else will be there To take care Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 18.11.2022 India All copyrights reservedhttps://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2022/12/06/something-i-look-at-192/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #good_night SOMETHING I LOOK AT-192 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-18 Every beginning has an end Not sure Whether all ends have n

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-192 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-18 Every beginning has an end Not sure Whether all ends have new beginnings Or there are some ends Which end in dead ends. When the door was first opened Pretty sure one day it would be closed But how soon it happened It seems as if it was yesterday When I put my first steps Now it is all over I am just a few steps away from my last step Things will remain as they are The deities, the clock, the atmosphere Everything will be as earlier Only difference It is me who will not be there Someone else will be on my chair And the chair on which I used to sit Will not wait for me anymore It will have its new owner With whom it will talk, smile And spend time as before People tend to forget Old faces, old memory fade New faces take the place of the old Old faces gradually disappear And vanish in darkness Does not matter Whether I am there or not Things will run at their pace If not me Someone else will be there To take care Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 18.11.2022 India All copyrights reservedhttps://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2022/12/06/something-i-look-at-192/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #good_night SOMETHING I LOOK AT-192 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-18 Every beginning has an end Not sure Whether all ends have n

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-176 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-2 A caged bird I am Do not remember How and when I fell in love with the cage How it became my lifeline My heart and mind. How I surrendered everything I loved and relished My freedom, love and passion For a handful of the sky over And a little earth to stand on A caged bird I am Forgotten long since How to fly in the open sky. Hope to muster enough strength To ward off the initial onslaught Gather me, my tired wings and mind To venture into the forgotten domain The unapproachable splendour of the empyrean Once a winged bird Do not remember When I last flew into the blue heaven. Hope! I will find my wings and urge, love and motivation to be on cloud nine once again Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 2.11.2022 All Copyrights Reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2022/11/03/something-i-look-at-176/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-176 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-2 A caged bird I am Do not remember How and when

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-176 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-2 A caged bird I am Do not remember How and when I fell in love with the cage How it became my lifeline My heart and mind. How I surrendered everything I loved and relished My freedom, love and passion For a handful of the sky over And a little earth to stand on A caged bird I am Forgotten long since How to fly in the open sky. Hope to muster enough strength To ward off the initial onslaught Gather me, my tired wings and mind To venture into the forgotten domain The unapproachable splendour of the empyrean Once a winged bird Do not remember When I last flew into the blue heaven. Hope! I will find my wings and urge, love and motivation to be on cloud nine once again Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 2.11.2022 All Copyrights Reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2022/11/03/something-i-look-at-176/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-176 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-2 A caged bird I am Do not remember How and when