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Smruti Ranjan Mohanty
White A LOOK AT LIFE-121 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY PRAYERS Prayers are heard Only you need to know how to pray Wishes are fulfilled If they are genuine and from the heart He listens and speaks You know not how to communicate Surrender at His feet Not out of compulsion But with love and passion Pray the way Draupadi prayed See how prayers are answered Unless surrender is complete Prayers are from the lips Hardly from the heart and mind Till ego guides you to action Till your mindset and vanity Never allows you to surrender Never pray You do not deserve an answer When you are the doer, the master The architect of what is happening Where is the scope for God's intervention? When you think that you are the doer When you believe in your strength In the strength of others to see you through God silently moves away and You are left alone on your feet How can you pray, how can you seek God's Mercy, And ask for his intervention When you feel you and your surroundings Are capable enough? Believe yourself But act at His behest, not as the master But as a servant. Live for Him Let He be in your every breath Be in your eyes, ears And senses of perception Let your dreams and dramas Action, wishes and accomplishments Are at His lotus feet Love Him like the Gopis Have the patience and faith of Sabari and Prahalad Pray with devotion like Dhruba. Seek Him with tears rolling down your cheeks The way the king of elephants prayed To come out of the jaws of death When the crocodile was dragging it Deep into the ocean Never doubt Prayers have been answered over the ages Prayers are answered even now Prayers will be answered in future Only you are to come out of your ego and vanity To see Thy mercy in whatever you see And what lies beyond your vision and perception You will find your God standing in front Listening to your prayers And patting your shoulders Smruti Ranjan Mohanty © smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.facebook.com/titutiku/ Picture-google ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari A LOOK AT LIFE-121 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY PRAYERS Prayers are heard Only you need to know how to pray Wishes
#sad_shayari A LOOK AT LIFE-121 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY PRAYERS Prayers are heard Only you need to know how to pray Wishes #Poetry
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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-118 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY FATHER The word that touches me hard and closest to my heart is father. The word that is music to my ear, the divine Onkar is my father. The word that runs in each drop of my blood, the word my tongue so eager to utter is my father The man, my whole being die to visualize, the voice of whom my ears avid to listen is none else but my father. The man who is larger than life, the picture of confidence, the epitome of love and sacrifice is my father The man who has done no wrong, whose very presence inspires confidence is my father. The teacher who loved his students more than his kids and for whom his students are his sons by culture is my father. I was his son by birth, but he never told me whether I could become his son by culture. I know not How come I am alive, when you, my idol is no more. How I am fighting against all odds, the vagaries of life, the turbulent sea, the violent weather when the able navigator is no more. You have not died. Fathers never die, remain alive as a feeling and consciousness, and that is what guides me in every step. You know what you mean to me, to the people who know you, and you are still in the heart of our hearts, showing the way, guiding us to perfection. When I fumble, I always find you behind the back patting my shoulder, murmuring in the ear, "My child! I am here, always with you forever" Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-118 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY FATHER The word that touches me hard and closest to my hear
#love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-118 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY FATHER The word that touches me hard and closest to my hear #Life
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"Golden Wisdom" In porches they gather, from sight they are sought, By time's river swept, wisdom they've brought. Like jackfruits they stand, their hearts full of gold, Eyes deep as wells, their stories retold. Wrinkles like etchings, skin sun-kissed by time, Clothes worn and faded, their presence sublime. Foreheads with sandalwood, devotion in song, Their tales and their laughter, forever prolong. Memories we cherish, their lessons we trace, Their smiles and their wisdom, a joy to embrace. Life's flame in their eyes, like beacons they shine, Guiding our dreams, their legacy divine. These elders, our teachers, inspiring our ways, With hearts full of reverence, we honor their days. ©Santosh Jangam #poem Cherish and honor the wisdom of the elderly, recognizing their stories and experiences as valuable guides for our own lives.