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Chanchal Jaiswal

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Nay! It's not that the moon! The moon is with the night... And the hollowness is but quiet The full moon and the oozing tide Who can say about the sea It stirs with dejection or swells with delight? Though for all, It's a charming site Moon! With Sunday-evening's fear Countdown to start... Here's the rear Night has it's darkness more so clear And the sea! Rising up to its mirage endeared! #disillusionment#life#helplessness

Nay! It's not that the moon! The moon is with the night... And the hollowness is but quiet The full moon and the oozing tide Who can say about the sea It stirs with dejection or swells with delight? Though for all, It's a charming site Moon! With Sunday-evening's fear Countdown to start... Here's the rear Night has it's darkness more so clear And the sea! Rising up to its mirage endeared! #disillusionment#life#helplessness

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i'm disillusioned with love. as honestly, as i can say it; without meaning to demean it; i lost my belief in love. for nothing's really true; promises are nothing new. the heart that, once, believed; succumbed to unbelief. wordplay. #disillusionment #unbelief #love #yopowrimo #yqbaba

i'm disillusioned with love. as honestly, as i can say it; without meaning to demean it; i lost my belief in love. for nothing's really true; promises are nothing new. the heart that, once, believed; succumbed to unbelief. wordplay. #disillusionment #unbelief #love #yopowrimo #yqbaba

FAIZ 『A』LAM

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My most frequent expression is of "disillusionment" and this sarcastically is linked with the changing expressions and behaviour of others towards me .It really hurts how people change their colours and get acquitted of the fake mask they used to cover their face with! (caption for meaning 👇) Disillusionment-*feeling of disappointment resulting from the discovery that something is not as good as one believed it to be" #Emotions

My most frequent expression is of "disillusionment" and this sarcastically is linked with the changing expressions and behaviour of others towards me .It really hurts how people change their colours and get acquitted of the fake mask they used to cover their face with! (caption for meaning 👇) Disillusionment-*feeling of disappointment resulting from the discovery that something is not as good as one believed it to be" #Emotions

Smruti Ranjan mohanty

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Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for writing a beautiful review on my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE-43'. Thank you very much sir for your wonderful words Smruti Ranjanji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life-43"is a poem of nostalgia and the desolation felt due to the disappearance of the good old days,the days of vibrancy and exuberance are gone,now it is a life of alienation,isolation,loneliness,disappointments and disillusionments,today it is all about having a desertion in terms of life,everything seems lost in the wilderness,the glorious days of the past taunt the thought processes like anything,the futility of building a posh house with all facilities and amenities is so apparent now because the expectations and anticipations of the past are so much belied now,those dreams and aspirations are shattered and battered now,the luxurious aspects of the household are left in ruin nowadays,they hold resplendent memories of the past,but today they are all gone with the winds,only broken images linger on disturbing the individual who is in the whirlpool these nostalgic feelings,the past was weighed down by many possibilities and probabilities culminating in those happy days with children and grandchildren under one roof,but now everything stands compromised because the birds have flown away seeking greener pastures and opportunities elsewhere leaving their parents out their in the lurch to fend for themselves,today all their dreams do remain suspended in the mid-air and they have only each other for company,that is the reality,they need to accept unreservedly nowadays.Kudos to you Smurtiji for composing such an outstanding poem with myriad meanings in it. Cijo Joseph Chennelil.All Copyrights Reserved@On 24th December 2017. A LOOK AT LIFE-43 BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY No present to live for no future to look forward to I was unfolding the pages of life to feel the beautiful moments I lived to know the person I was which is so alien right now That dilapidated building my wife's dream built on my sweat and blood still stands there the delicately furnished interiors with lots of dirt and filth now laugh at me telling me how wrong and futile I was in dreaming a future that never came by The broken walls of the house Persian carpets hanging on it with coats of dusts remind me how elegant once they were how passionately they were decorated like a bride to welcome my son and his newly wed How beautiful and fulfilling life was the crumbling relics of which now we have the costly toys and beautiful gadgets lovingly procured for our grand children lying dead in a corner like us they need someone's touch to come alive again Recapitulating those glorious days and fascinating moments completely lost I was all of a sudden I felt someone touching my shoulder she was non else but my wife with a cup of tea passionately looking at me telling me with a loving smile 'look at me, am I not your whole world? am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad' copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017 ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty #sagarkinare Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for writing a beautiful review on my poem

Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for writing a beautiful review on my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE-43'. Thank you very much sir for your wonderful words Smruti Ranjanji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life-43"is a poem of nostalgia and the desolation felt due to the disappearance of the good old days,the days of vibrancy and exuberance are gone,now it is a life of alienation,isolation,loneliness,disappointments and disillusionments,today it is all about having a desertion in terms of life,everything seems lost in the wilderness,the glorious days of the past taunt the thought processes like anything,the futility of building a posh house with all facilities and amenities is so apparent now because the expectations and anticipations of the past are so much belied now,those dreams and aspirations are shattered and battered now,the luxurious aspects of the household are left in ruin nowadays,they hold resplendent memories of the past,but today they are all gone with the winds,only broken images linger on disturbing the individual who is in the whirlpool these nostalgic feelings,the past was weighed down by many possibilities and probabilities culminating in those happy days with children and grandchildren under one roof,but now everything stands compromised because the birds have flown away seeking greener pastures and opportunities elsewhere leaving their parents out their in the lurch to fend for themselves,today all their dreams do remain suspended in the mid-air and they have only each other for company,that is the reality,they need to accept unreservedly nowadays.Kudos to you Smurtiji for composing such an outstanding poem with myriad meanings in it. Cijo Joseph Chennelil.All Copyrights Reserved@On 24th December 2017. A LOOK AT LIFE-43 BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY No present to live for no future to look forward to I was unfolding the pages of life to feel the beautiful moments I lived to know the person I was which is so alien right now That dilapidated building my wife's dream built on my sweat and blood still stands there the delicately furnished interiors with lots of dirt and filth now laugh at me telling me how wrong and futile I was in dreaming a future that never came by The broken walls of the house Persian carpets hanging on it with coats of dusts remind me how elegant once they were how passionately they were decorated like a bride to welcome my son and his newly wed How beautiful and fulfilling life was the crumbling relics of which now we have the costly toys and beautiful gadgets lovingly procured for our grand children lying dead in a corner like us they need someone's touch to come alive again Recapitulating those glorious days and fascinating moments completely lost I was all of a sudden I felt someone touching my shoulder she was non else but my wife with a cup of tea passionately looking at me telling me with a loving smile 'look at me, am I not your whole world? am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad' copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017 ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty #sagarkinare Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for writing a beautiful review on my poem

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Love Is Perfect: A Letter For The Man Who Hates Love Songs ***another piece i wrote on the 31st of December 2017, previously published on my FB wall and on the FB Page, Reflections of the Broken Heart. i hope it could also be something that could inspire on here. i hope you enjoy it! you can find it below, in the 'caption' area of this post.*** Love Is Perfect: A Letter For The Man Who Hates Love Songs You say you don't like listening to songs because love songs, specifically, talk

Love Is Perfect: A Letter For The Man Who Hates Love Songs ***another piece i wrote on the 31st of December 2017, previously published on my FB wall and on the FB Page, Reflections of the Broken Heart. i hope it could also be something that could inspire on here. i hope you enjoy it! you can find it below, in the 'caption' area of this post.*** Love Is Perfect: A Letter For The Man Who Hates Love Songs You say you don't like listening to songs because love songs, specifically, talk