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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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Good times Let's sing a song Let's sing along Let's sing so long Let's sing along Let's sing a tune Let's sing in tune A drink in hand Is indeed grand We can dance today We can dance away A chance to sway A chance to play A shot of rum And a shot of fun Pound on the drums Until it makes us dumb The louder the better Make louder forever So loud it's stellar Some will hide in the cellar Dance the night gone Dance until the last song Doesn't matter how long It doesn't make it wrong Jump and bounce high Jump and bounce just try After they call it a night It's time to get a bite Go retire to your room Go relax and eat legumes But go to very soon For tomorrow You will want to resume ©Schizology Good times #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #party #drinking poetry in english

Good times Let's sing a song Let's sing along Let's sing so long Let's sing along Let's sing a tune Let's sing in tune A drink in hand Is indeed grand We can dance today We can dance away A chance to sway A chance to play A shot of rum And a shot of fun Pound on the drums Until it makes us dumb The louder the better Make louder forever So loud it's stellar Some will hide in the cellar Dance the night gone Dance until the last song Doesn't matter how long It doesn't make it wrong Jump and bounce high Jump and bounce just try After they call it a night It's time to get a bite Go retire to your room Go relax and eat legumes But go to very soon For tomorrow You will want to resume ©Schizology Good times #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #party #drinking poetry in english

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As evening settles soft and low, The sky, a canvas starts to show, Its palette rich with twilight's hue, A blend of purple, gold, and blue. The sun dips low, a fleeting glance, The day surrenders to night's dance, With shadows deep and whispers mild, The sky transforms, serene and wild. Stars emerge, a glistening seam, In dusk’s embrace, a twilight dream, The world below begins to fade, As night ascends, in starlight draped. The evening’s breath, a gentle sigh, Beneath the vast, expanding sky, In this transition, peace is found, As dusk and night both come around. As evening's curtain starts to fall, The sky receives a gentle call, From twilight’s brush, both soft and grand, A muted hue spreads o’er the land. The sun’s last kiss is faint and warm, A fleeting touch before the storm Of night invades with velvet grace, And shadows stretch, embrace the space. Clouds, like whispers, drift on high, In shades of rose and deepened sigh, The horizon blurs in dusky tones, Where day’s last light and starlight blend. The stars ignite, a scattered lace, That shimmers in the evening's face, The world below in quiet rests, As night unfolds its silken vest. In dusk’s embrace, the world finds peace, As day’s bright pulse begins to cease, And in the sky, where dark meets light, The evening glows, a tranquil sight. ©twisha ray Evening times #trnojo134 #thoughtdiaries #Life_experience

As evening settles soft and low, The sky, a canvas starts to show, Its palette rich with twilight's hue, A blend of purple, gold, and blue. The sun dips low, a fleeting glance, The day surrenders to night's dance, With shadows deep and whispers mild, The sky transforms, serene and wild. Stars emerge, a glistening seam, In dusk’s embrace, a twilight dream, The world below begins to fade, As night ascends, in starlight draped. The evening’s breath, a gentle sigh, Beneath the vast, expanding sky, In this transition, peace is found, As dusk and night both come around. As evening's curtain starts to fall, The sky receives a gentle call, From twilight’s brush, both soft and grand, A muted hue spreads o’er the land. The sun’s last kiss is faint and warm, A fleeting touch before the storm Of night invades with velvet grace, And shadows stretch, embrace the space. Clouds, like whispers, drift on high, In shades of rose and deepened sigh, The horizon blurs in dusky tones, Where day’s last light and starlight blend. The stars ignite, a scattered lace, That shimmers in the evening's face, The world below in quiet rests, As night unfolds its silken vest. In dusk’s embrace, the world finds peace, As day’s bright pulse begins to cease, And in the sky, where dark meets light, The evening glows, a tranquil sight. ©twisha ray Evening times #trnojo134 #thoughtdiaries #Life_experience

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At times At times Even the blind Can see through lies Even the blind Can see the truth At times Even the weak Can lift your spirits Even the weak Can carry your problems At times Even the ill Can feel well Even the ill Can cure your sickness At times Even the deaf Can hear pretty music Even the deaf Can play you songs At times Even the lonely Can feel content Even the lonely Can be a friend ©Schizology At times #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Times poetry in english

At times At times Even the blind Can see through lies Even the blind Can see the truth At times Even the weak Can lift your spirits Even the weak Can carry your problems At times Even the ill Can feel well Even the ill Can cure your sickness At times Even the deaf Can hear pretty music Even the deaf Can play you songs At times Even the lonely Can feel content Even the lonely Can be a friend ©Schizology At times #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Times poetry in english

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White HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed with a sister Look at her She is your mother in another form Be with her, with her share your Feelings and emotions, Bad days and good days Happiness and sorrow She will be with you in every storm Standing like a rock unperturbed The best thing That can happen to a man After father and mother Is the love and company of one's sisters. Your sister is a replica of your mother If you want to regain the paradise Everything you have lost, That love and lovely touch Just look at her the same way You look at your mother. Rakhi is not merely a thread It is love, concern and commitment personified It ties one with the other To share the ebb and tide of life together Listen to the voice of love You can hardly go wrong Love your sister with all your heart Be sure you will never look back My sisters are many To all my sisters I wish a life full and contented Let their miseries be mine My joy and happiness be theirs Let there be roses and roses on their way Leaving the thorns in my share Agony and distress if any For me take care. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed w

White HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed with a sister Look at her She is your mother in another form Be with her, with her share your Feelings and emotions, Bad days and good days Happiness and sorrow She will be with you in every storm Standing like a rock unperturbed The best thing That can happen to a man After father and mother Is the love and company of one's sisters. Your sister is a replica of your mother If you want to regain the paradise Everything you have lost, That love and lovely touch Just look at her the same way You look at your mother. Rakhi is not merely a thread It is love, concern and commitment personified It ties one with the other To share the ebb and tide of life together Listen to the voice of love You can hardly go wrong Love your sister with all your heart Be sure you will never look back My sisters are many To all my sisters I wish a life full and contented Let their miseries be mine My joy and happiness be theirs Let there be roses and roses on their way Leaving the thorns in my share Agony and distress if any For me take care. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed w

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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

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A ball bounces through life's busy street, Carefree and wild, its journey sweet. It rolls and spins, without a care, A symbol of joy, beyond compare. It's chased by children, laughing with glee, A simple pleasure, for you and me. It bounces high, it bounces low, A constant reminder, to let go. Through hills and valleys, it makes its way, A rolling reminder, of life's play. It's caught and thrown, in a never-ending spin, A dance with fate, as it twirls within. So let the ball, be a lesson to us all, To roll with life, and never take a fall. For in its bounces, we find our own, A reflection of life, forever sown ©twisha ray Fun times #MagicBall #trnojo55 #Balls

A ball bounces through life's busy street, Carefree and wild, its journey sweet. It rolls and spins, without a care, A symbol of joy, beyond compare. It's chased by children, laughing with glee, A simple pleasure, for you and me. It bounces high, it bounces low, A constant reminder, to let go. Through hills and valleys, it makes its way, A rolling reminder, of life's play. It's caught and thrown, in a never-ending spin, A dance with fate, as it twirls within. So let the ball, be a lesson to us all, To roll with life, and never take a fall. For in its bounces, we find our own, A reflection of life, forever sown ©twisha ray Fun times #MagicBall #trnojo55 #Balls

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White In times of difficulty, remember that Allah’s help is always near. Have faith and trust in His plan. ©@ytshortsdunia In times of difficulty, remember that Allah’s help is always near. Have faith and trust in His plan. #Nojoto #Love #Life_experience #Trendin

White In times of difficulty, remember that Allah’s help is always near. Have faith and trust in His plan. ©@ytshortsdunia In times of difficulty, remember that Allah’s help is always near. Have faith and trust in His plan. #Nojoto #Love #Life_experience #Trendin

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White ଦ୍ଵନ୍ଦ୍ବ ଉଭୟ ଵାହାରେ ଆଉ ଭିତରେ ଵି ଭିତରେ ମନ ଵିଵେକ ଆଉ ମୂଲ୍ଯଵୋଧ ଆଉ ଜୀବନଧାରାର ସଂଘର୍ଷ ।। ଵାହାରେ ସଵୁରି ସହ ମୋର ସଂଘର୍ଷ ନିରବଧି ଏ ସଂଘର୍ଷର ଧାରା, ସମସ୍ତଙ୍କ ବିଳାସ, ଆବଶ୍ଯକତା କ୍ଷମତା, ଅସ୍ମିତା ଓ ପରିଚୟର ଅସରନ୍ତି ଦ୍ଵନ୍ଦ୍ଵ ।। SOMETHING I LOOK AT-46 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Conflict, both inside and outside, inside it is a struggle between mind and conscience, between the values i inculcated and the goals I cherish. Outside, it is a war of me against all, between what i relish and what i accomplish. It is a continuous struggle of each against all for the avenues of life, comfort, luxury, pelf, power, recognition and all that makes modern life a beauty. With the tide of desires running high and the wind of instincts and emotions propelling it the real I seem to be sadly missing in the horizon. To reconcile the irreconcilable conflicts in life one has to peep inside to have a glimpse of his real nature which is but divinity expanded and to understand the futility of rat race for accomplishment appreciation and recognition which gives nothing but more desires, more conflicts and pain. Happiness and peace of mind, all that one needs at the end of the day never come out of worldly pursuits, it descends as self-realisation and lies in a contented mind where there is no conflict what so ever. copyright@smrutiranjan 25.6.2017 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari ଦ୍ଵନ୍ଦ୍ବ ଉଭୟ ଵାହାରେ ଆଉ ଭିତରେ ଵି ଭିତରେ ମନ ଵିଵେକ ଆଉ ମୂଲ୍ଯଵୋଧ ଆଉ ଜୀବନଧାରାର ସଂଘର୍ଷ ।। ଵାହାରେ ସଵୁରି ସହ ମୋର ସଂଘର୍ଷ ନିରବଧି ଏ ସଂଘ

White ଦ୍ଵନ୍ଦ୍ବ ଉଭୟ ଵାହାରେ ଆଉ ଭିତରେ ଵି ଭିତରେ ମନ ଵିଵେକ ଆଉ ମୂଲ୍ଯଵୋଧ ଆଉ ଜୀବନଧାରାର ସଂଘର୍ଷ ।। ଵାହାରେ ସଵୁରି ସହ ମୋର ସଂଘର୍ଷ ନିରବଧି ଏ ସଂଘର୍ଷର ଧାରା, ସମସ୍ତଙ୍କ ବିଳାସ, ଆବଶ୍ଯକତା କ୍ଷମତା, ଅସ୍ମିତା ଓ ପରିଚୟର ଅସରନ୍ତି ଦ୍ଵନ୍ଦ୍ଵ ।। SOMETHING I LOOK AT-46 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Conflict, both inside and outside, inside it is a struggle between mind and conscience, between the values i inculcated and the goals I cherish. Outside, it is a war of me against all, between what i relish and what i accomplish. It is a continuous struggle of each against all for the avenues of life, comfort, luxury, pelf, power, recognition and all that makes modern life a beauty. With the tide of desires running high and the wind of instincts and emotions propelling it the real I seem to be sadly missing in the horizon. To reconcile the irreconcilable conflicts in life one has to peep inside to have a glimpse of his real nature which is but divinity expanded and to understand the futility of rat race for accomplishment appreciation and recognition which gives nothing but more desires, more conflicts and pain. Happiness and peace of mind, all that one needs at the end of the day never come out of worldly pursuits, it descends as self-realisation and lies in a contented mind where there is no conflict what so ever. copyright@smrutiranjan 25.6.2017 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari ଦ୍ଵନ୍ଦ୍ବ ଉଭୟ ଵାହାରେ ଆଉ ଭିତରେ ଵି ଭିତରେ ମନ ଵିଵେକ ଆଉ ମୂଲ୍ଯଵୋଧ ଆଉ ଜୀବନଧାରାର ସଂଘର୍ଷ ।। ଵାହାରେ ସଵୁରି ସହ ମୋର ସଂଘର୍ଷ ନିରବଧି ଏ ସଂଘ

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بہترین دوست، مشکل وقت آنے پر میرے ساتھ کھڑے ہونے کا شکریہ، جب میں مسکرانا بھی نہیں چاہتا تھا تو مجھے ہنسانے کے لیے آپ کا شکریہ۔ Best Friend, thank you for standing by my side when times get hard, thank you for making me laugh when I didn't even want to smile. ©Unfaithful_j_بےوفا #unfaithful_j_بےوفا بہترین دوست، مشکل وقت آنے پر میرے ساتھ کھڑے ہونے کا شکریہ، جب میں مسکرانا بھی نہیں چاہتا تھا تو مجھے ہنسانے کے لیے آپ ک

بہترین دوست، مشکل وقت آنے پر میرے ساتھ کھڑے ہونے کا شکریہ، جب میں مسکرانا بھی نہیں چاہتا تھا تو مجھے ہنسانے کے لیے آپ کا شکریہ۔ Best Friend, thank you for standing by my side when times get hard, thank you for making me laugh when I didn't even want to smile. ©Unfaithful_j_بےوفا #unfaithful_j_بےوفا بہترین دوست، مشکل وقت آنے پر میرے ساتھ کھڑے ہونے کا شکریہ، جب میں مسکرانا بھی نہیں چاہتا تھا تو مجھے ہنسانے کے لیے آپ ک