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A LOOK AT LIFE-27 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am not just too old To look forward to life Its beauty and grandeur I am not young enough either To be in any one's dream Or anyone to be in mine Life was spent in vain In weaving and fulfilling Dreams of others I realized it But late When half the life Was in the ashtray I know How painful and agonizing It is To carry the burden Of hopes and aspirations Which are not yours How foolish it is to expect Your unrealised dreams realised Through someone else How difficult It is to walk on the path of life Losing and forgetting One's identity,whims and fancies Beyond a limit Man is all alone For he fancies the most To live in his secluded world So different from His loved ones I am not the one To confine to a solitary asylum Or to live in a fool's paradise Brooding over the past I know The new sun,fresh and lively Is about to rise on the horizon And I am For the first time Not under any one's spell With all my freedom and detachment Let me cherish all that is true and beautiful And look at life Its splendor and elegance Once more copyright@smruti ranjan 23.2.2o16 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #hillroad A LOOK AT LIFE-27 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am not just too old To look forward to life Its beauty and grandeur I am not youn

A LOOK AT LIFE-27 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am not just too old To look forward to life Its beauty and grandeur I am not young enough either To be in any one's dream Or anyone to be in mine Life was spent in vain In weaving and fulfilling Dreams of others I realized it But late When half the life Was in the ashtray I know How painful and agonizing It is To carry the burden Of hopes and aspirations Which are not yours How foolish it is to expect Your unrealised dreams realised Through someone else How difficult It is to walk on the path of life Losing and forgetting One's identity,whims and fancies Beyond a limit Man is all alone For he fancies the most To live in his secluded world So different from His loved ones I am not the one To confine to a solitary asylum Or to live in a fool's paradise Brooding over the past I know The new sun,fresh and lively Is about to rise on the horizon And I am For the first time Not under any one's spell With all my freedom and detachment Let me cherish all that is true and beautiful And look at life Its splendor and elegance Once more copyright@smruti ranjan 23.2.2o16 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #hillroad A LOOK AT LIFE-27 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am not just too old To look forward to life Its beauty and grandeur I am not youn

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White MY MOTHER-2 ମୋ ବୋଉ Minutes and hours have passed Since you left this world Where you were, my mother, the fountain of love and I, your erring son. The situation has not changed The same darkness all over No trace of the sun as yet When I look at your room Where you recited and let us listen to Most of the mythologies including The epics Ramayan and Mahabharat Among your listeners I am probably the lone survivor I see that empty cot Where we had shared so much time So much of love, life and smile Where you used to sit and Where from you showered on all of us Your love and affection Guidance and concern Since the last five and a half years You were confined to bed But you were always lively And full of grace When l met you last I could never think Your days were numbered And I will lose you, My heaven on earth forever Since months I was feeling restless I used to get up from And feel a sad melancholy deep within A fear constantly haunted me As if I was going to lose something precious Something very special, very different Something more than me and my life Nothing can be as precious as you, my mother My heart and soul, life and breath My earth below and sky over Now It is all over My relationship with you for years Ended in ashes and smokes Tell me! how can I live The rest of my life When there is no you, my mother? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning MY MOTHER-2 ମୋ ବୋଉ Minutes and hours have passed Since you left this world Where you were, my mother, the fountai

White MY MOTHER-2 ମୋ ବୋଉ Minutes and hours have passed Since you left this world Where you were, my mother, the fountain of love and I, your erring son. The situation has not changed The same darkness all over No trace of the sun as yet When I look at your room Where you recited and let us listen to Most of the mythologies including The epics Ramayan and Mahabharat Among your listeners I am probably the lone survivor I see that empty cot Where we had shared so much time So much of love, life and smile Where you used to sit and Where from you showered on all of us Your love and affection Guidance and concern Since the last five and a half years You were confined to bed But you were always lively And full of grace When l met you last I could never think Your days were numbered And I will lose you, My heaven on earth forever Since months I was feeling restless I used to get up from And feel a sad melancholy deep within A fear constantly haunted me As if I was going to lose something precious Something very special, very different Something more than me and my life Nothing can be as precious as you, my mother My heart and soul, life and breath My earth below and sky over Now It is all over My relationship with you for years Ended in ashes and smokes Tell me! how can I live The rest of my life When there is no you, my mother? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning MY MOTHER-2 ମୋ ବୋଉ Minutes and hours have passed Since you left this world Where you were, my mother, the fountai