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White MY MOTHER-10 When you look at me A thousand sorrows Dissolve in the ocean of bliss Thousands agony find salvation When you smile A thousand problems find solutions When you open your lips When you say I am with you my son Go ahead without fear I find nothing on my way It is your love all the way At your lotus feet Find my tears and smile their lone asylum In your maa! my whole life My childhood, youth and middle age My sorrow and happiness I and my life are all yours Tell me, my mother Who will take care of your life When you are no more? You were not for yourself You were for others Your kids and all those you loved For them, you stretched your life bit more For which you suffered My maa! who else can suffer for her kids Except for one's mother Maa! How beautiful was life When you and Bapa were here How dull and pale the world looks When I lost you both To have that bliss infinite One has to die and take birth once more To have you and my father I am prepared to die a hundred deaths And take a hundred births Endure sufferings innumerable To become your unworthy son again and again Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari MY MOTHER-10 When you look at me A thousand sorrows Dissolve in the ocean of bliss Thousands agony find salvation When you

White MY MOTHER-10 When you look at me A thousand sorrows Dissolve in the ocean of bliss Thousands agony find salvation When you smile A thousand problems find solutions When you open your lips When you say I am with you my son Go ahead without fear I find nothing on my way It is your love all the way At your lotus feet Find my tears and smile their lone asylum In your maa! my whole life My childhood, youth and middle age My sorrow and happiness I and my life are all yours Tell me, my mother Who will take care of your life When you are no more? You were not for yourself You were for others Your kids and all those you loved For them, you stretched your life bit more For which you suffered My maa! who else can suffer for her kids Except for one's mother Maa! How beautiful was life When you and Bapa were here How dull and pale the world looks When I lost you both To have that bliss infinite One has to die and take birth once more To have you and my father I am prepared to die a hundred deaths And take a hundred births Endure sufferings innumerable To become your unworthy son again and again Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari MY MOTHER-10 When you look at me A thousand sorrows Dissolve in the ocean of bliss Thousands agony find salvation When you

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MY MOTHER-8 Today is your day my mother But with me you are no more For the first time, I am in a sea of sorrow Searching for you hither and thither Finding you nowhere except in my tears Tell me my mother! How to find those feet turned into ashes, Mingled in oblivion to offer flowers of my love. I know not whether you reciprocate My feelings, emotions and adoration But I venture to write something It has been my habit since years Let me gather you from the whole of the universe And put my heart at the feet of yours When I was a child You told me stories of the scriptures Every woman is an incarnation of the divine mother. You always insisted to see your replica in women Not to look at her with a guilty mind And faulty conscience These are your words sacred The foundation of life From which I hadly deviated Hope there will be any deviation The way you groomed your grandchildren They will carry the legacy forward With character and conviction My mother! Help me to accomplish your wishes Without Lord Krishna The Gandiva of Arjun was meaningless Bless us to renovate Our village house built on my father's sweat Serve our family deity Lord Basudev with love and devotion Gurudev and three temples built by my father great As you wished With our village, we will stay connected All the rituals and festivals will be as before All those you loved will be in my eye Leave no stones unturned to justify your blood Flowing in me Your statue will be by my father's side Where we will sit and seek your blessings Everything will be as usual But life will be never as before I know for sure You are in another form In a different dimension Merged in the divine mother Since Maa Kali has absorbed you She will be with me as my mother So also all the mothers In every nook and corner In every spring and winter Rain and summer Every day and night, minute and second I will be in the lap of you my mother divine My mother! I have seen you in all And all in you I hope my mothers all over will never let me down Bless me! I will have no problem in identifying BOU! ACCEPT MY AGONY AND TEARS THE WAY YOU ACCEPTED MY SMILE AND LOVE Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #akshaya_tritiya_2024 MY MOTHER-8 Today is your day my mother But with me you are no more For the first time, I am in a sea of sorrow Sea

MY MOTHER-8 Today is your day my mother But with me you are no more For the first time, I am in a sea of sorrow Searching for you hither and thither Finding you nowhere except in my tears Tell me my mother! How to find those feet turned into ashes, Mingled in oblivion to offer flowers of my love. I know not whether you reciprocate My feelings, emotions and adoration But I venture to write something It has been my habit since years Let me gather you from the whole of the universe And put my heart at the feet of yours When I was a child You told me stories of the scriptures Every woman is an incarnation of the divine mother. You always insisted to see your replica in women Not to look at her with a guilty mind And faulty conscience These are your words sacred The foundation of life From which I hadly deviated Hope there will be any deviation The way you groomed your grandchildren They will carry the legacy forward With character and conviction My mother! Help me to accomplish your wishes Without Lord Krishna The Gandiva of Arjun was meaningless Bless us to renovate Our village house built on my father's sweat Serve our family deity Lord Basudev with love and devotion Gurudev and three temples built by my father great As you wished With our village, we will stay connected All the rituals and festivals will be as before All those you loved will be in my eye Leave no stones unturned to justify your blood Flowing in me Your statue will be by my father's side Where we will sit and seek your blessings Everything will be as usual But life will be never as before I know for sure You are in another form In a different dimension Merged in the divine mother Since Maa Kali has absorbed you She will be with me as my mother So also all the mothers In every nook and corner In every spring and winter Rain and summer Every day and night, minute and second I will be in the lap of you my mother divine My mother! I have seen you in all And all in you I hope my mothers all over will never let me down Bless me! I will have no problem in identifying BOU! ACCEPT MY AGONY AND TEARS THE WAY YOU ACCEPTED MY SMILE AND LOVE Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #akshaya_tritiya_2024 MY MOTHER-8 Today is your day my mother But with me you are no more For the first time, I am in a sea of sorrow Sea

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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

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

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To hell with the real world. 😪 It, often, crosses the path like a black cat.🐈‍⬛ Talented girls like us, are only left to make round rotis.🫓 😂 ©HintsOfHeart. #Agony of a writer who is also a home maker.🥵😪😂

To hell with the real world. 😪 It, often, crosses the path like a black cat.🐈‍⬛ Talented girls like us, are only left to make round rotis.🫓 😂 ©HintsOfHeart. #Agony of a writer who is also a home maker.🥵😪😂

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happy holi💗🌸 ©Pr Jannu Blessy joe Holi (Hindi pronunciation: ['hoːli:]) is a popular and significant Hindu festival celebrated as the Festival of Colours, Love, and Spring.

happy holi💗🌸 ©Pr Jannu Blessy joe Holi (Hindi pronunciation: ['hoːli:]) is a popular and significant Hindu festival celebrated as the Festival of Colours, Love, and Spring.

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He loved her eyes because they confined in them many seas, traversed alone facing storms, suffered agony of unfinished poems; Until they found him and made the cosmos smile. ©HintsOfHeart. #Good_Night 💖 #Until_her_eyes_found_him. #Eyes. #Agony. #Traverse. #suffer. #storms

He loved her eyes because they confined in them many seas, traversed alone facing storms, suffered agony of unfinished poems; Until they found him and made the cosmos smile. ©HintsOfHeart. #Good_Night 💖 #Until_her_eyes_found_him. #Eyes. #Agony. #Traverse. #suffer. #storms