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White A LOOK AT LIFE-155 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Let me open my heart before I die Let me dance in joy before someone snatches my smile away. Let me live for myself, for my love, my most valued and cherished moment before death puts an end. Give me a minute Give me that moment Since long I have been waiting for it I will express myself, my love for you treasured in my heart since we first met. It is time I will express my love for you It is now or never If I do not do it I can never do it It will be injustice, sheer injustice to love and life. Don't look at me I can't look into your eyes Be with me, I have mustered a little strength Let me say what I mean to say You may not reciprocate But please give an ear to it, listen to me, my heart and mind, the music of my life. Have been waiting for this since eternities Come a little near Smile a bit I will express myself, a world will open before us and I will have a glimpse of life, its grace and beauty before I close my eyes Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-155 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Let me open my heart before I die Let me dance in joy before someone snatches my

White A LOOK AT LIFE-155 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Let me open my heart before I die Let me dance in joy before someone snatches my smile away. Let me live for myself, for my love, my most valued and cherished moment before death puts an end. Give me a minute Give me that moment Since long I have been waiting for it I will express myself, my love for you treasured in my heart since we first met. It is time I will express my love for you It is now or never If I do not do it I can never do it It will be injustice, sheer injustice to love and life. Don't look at me I can't look into your eyes Be with me, I have mustered a little strength Let me say what I mean to say You may not reciprocate But please give an ear to it, listen to me, my heart and mind, the music of my life. Have been waiting for this since eternities Come a little near Smile a bit I will express myself, a world will open before us and I will have a glimpse of life, its grace and beauty before I close my eyes Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-155 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Let me open my heart before I die Let me dance in joy before someone snatches my

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-323 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY For the first time I am in love. Know not what to do, neither the wind is in my favour nor the sun The fading light of the dying sun mocks at me, silently whispers in my ear 'Man, you are as old as me, for you, it is all over don't you listen the dark night knocking on your door' I ask myself does love have an age, does it grow old with time or it is ageless? Does love have anything to do with a tottering body and dwindling mind? What about someone for whom love is a feeling beyond body and mind, whose love is only for the other one, for the genuine well-being of his sweetheart Is love more fulfilling in the physical and mental dimensions or in the realm of consciousness where one completely becomes another's unconsciously merging his identity by completely identifying with his loved one, living her moments, cheers and tears as his own Love as a feeling transcends the barrier of time The lover and beloved may remain no more but their love will be, forever inspiring generation after generation Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-323 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY For the first time I am in love. Know not what to do, neither the wind is i

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-323 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY For the first time I am in love. Know not what to do, neither the wind is in my favour nor the sun The fading light of the dying sun mocks at me, silently whispers in my ear 'Man, you are as old as me, for you, it is all over don't you listen the dark night knocking on your door' I ask myself does love have an age, does it grow old with time or it is ageless? Does love have anything to do with a tottering body and dwindling mind? What about someone for whom love is a feeling beyond body and mind, whose love is only for the other one, for the genuine well-being of his sweetheart Is love more fulfilling in the physical and mental dimensions or in the realm of consciousness where one completely becomes another's unconsciously merging his identity by completely identifying with his loved one, living her moments, cheers and tears as his own Love as a feeling transcends the barrier of time The lover and beloved may remain no more but their love will be, forever inspiring generation after generation Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-323 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY For the first time I am in love. Know not what to do, neither the wind is i

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a-person-standing-on-a-beach-at-sunset When the sun dips low and shadows grow, When efforts seem lost in the undertow, Remember the seeds your hands have sown— Growth is slow, but roots are shown. The sweat on your brow, the ache in your chest, Are signs of a journey that gave your best. Though storms may howl and trials stay, Your will has burned through the darkest day. Each stumble, each fall, each tear you shed, Wove a story of courage, of dreams well-fed. Regret not the hours of toil and fight, For the dawn is brighter after the night. Some may scoff, and some may doubt, But your spirit speaks louder than their shout. You dared, you climbed, you played your part— Never regret trying hard with your heart. For in every push, in each attempt, You learned, you grew, you did not relent. So wear your scars, your battles won, Proud of the person you’ve become. ©Naveen Dutt "Every effort, every scar, every step—proof that you dared to chase your dreams. Growth takes time, but every moment shapes the masterpiece

a-person-standing-on-a-beach-at-sunset When the sun dips low and shadows grow, When efforts seem lost in the undertow, Remember the seeds your hands have sown— Growth is slow, but roots are shown. The sweat on your brow, the ache in your chest, Are signs of a journey that gave your best. Though storms may howl and trials stay, Your will has burned through the darkest day. Each stumble, each fall, each tear you shed, Wove a story of courage, of dreams well-fed. Regret not the hours of toil and fight, For the dawn is brighter after the night. Some may scoff, and some may doubt, But your spirit speaks louder than their shout. You dared, you climbed, you played your part— Never regret trying hard with your heart. For in every push, in each attempt, You learned, you grew, you did not relent. So wear your scars, your battles won, Proud of the person you’ve become. ©Naveen Dutt "Every effort, every scar, every step—proof that you dared to chase your dreams. Growth takes time, but every moment shapes the masterpiece