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Smruti Ranjan Mohanty
White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-85 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Give me a little space in your heart, I will just be there, not to rule over, but to be with you in moments of happiness sorrow and despair. Look at me, i will not be the pupil of your eyes. Let me be in a corner, to look at your beautiful world, to wipe your tears, when none come forward. In the crowd, neither you see me nor listen to my voice, the world in which you are, the people with whom you share, are not what they actually are. Time will tell you the truth, the moment you realise, you will find me right in front of you. Touch me, touch my feelings, touch my emotions touch my wounded heart, and shattered dreams. They are all yours, silently languishing in a corner, dying and reincarnating, in hope of coming alive Don't remain indifferent, your indifference hurts, it pricks like a thorn, if you don't love me, hate me, i want to feel you, feel your presence in my life. Let me be with you in your up and down, agony and ecstasy, summer and winter, baring these priceless feelings, nothing is my own. Let me live with them till i am here. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #flowers SOMETHING I LOOK AT-85 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Give me a little space in your heart, I will just be there, not to rule over, but
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty
White MY MOTHER-3 ମୋ ବୋଉ My words have left me So also my reasoning My smile, tears and emotions My heart has lost its voice Since the moment you departed I know not how to express myself. I do not know What happened to me With your departure Departed my passions to live I don't find enough guts And the motivation to carry me Your untold sufferings Sad and gloomy smile Tell many a story It pricks me like a thorn Whenever I think despite The corona pandemic I could have done much more With you, a nurse had been Since the last five and a half years But I could not arrange one for you During your last days and months For which you might have silently suffered All these only add to my agony And tell me in many ways I was badly lacking When we last met Just a few days before that dark night I could see your aching body, Aching heart, watery eyes A mind not responding to me But could do nothing But to leave you where you were At least with you I could have stayed a night there No answer to that And it will haunt me till I breathe my last You had to die To tell me what a mother means And I am that unfortunate son Who realised it after losing everything My earth and sky. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Free MY MOTHER-3 ମୋ ବୋଉ My words have left me So also my reasoning My smile, tears and emotions My heart has lost its voice