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White 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 #Thinking 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

White 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 #Thinking 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 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-26 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY How far away i am from me and my dreams miles and miles away my childhood those glorious days and fascinating nights mother's lap and father's shadow the scenic beauty of nature and fulfilling life Gone are the days of carefree life and blissful living gone is the world of fairies and ghosts no more i feel on my head father's hand and mother's touch no more i hear that raining sound in the distant forest no more i look forward to life and its beauty no more i play with paper boats And sail across my dream world To feel life, its warmth and colours I long for those moments the chill winter night the symphony of ceaseless rain the never ending stories of grandpa the flavour of moist soil sweet aroma of wild flowers and long bare footed walk to the school under the scorching heat of sun and shower I cherish that carefree and contented life the limitless joy i had when i shared whatever little i had with each and everyone die for those moments which we lived for each other showering our love and affection expecting nothing in return With lantern light no means of communication and very little to spend life was difficult yet so captivating and full of colours With all the comforts and luxuries how futile and meaningless today's life is with no time for self love and reciprocation i feel alien to myself and look for that real i, the innocent child lost somewhere in childhood and its innocence copyright @ smruti ranjan 16.2.17 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-26 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY How far away i am from me and my dreams miles and miles away my childhood thos

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-26 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY How far away i am from me and my dreams miles and miles away my childhood those glorious days and fascinating nights mother's lap and father's shadow the scenic beauty of nature and fulfilling life Gone are the days of carefree life and blissful living gone is the world of fairies and ghosts no more i feel on my head father's hand and mother's touch no more i hear that raining sound in the distant forest no more i look forward to life and its beauty no more i play with paper boats And sail across my dream world To feel life, its warmth and colours I long for those moments the chill winter night the symphony of ceaseless rain the never ending stories of grandpa the flavour of moist soil sweet aroma of wild flowers and long bare footed walk to the school under the scorching heat of sun and shower I cherish that carefree and contented life the limitless joy i had when i shared whatever little i had with each and everyone die for those moments which we lived for each other showering our love and affection expecting nothing in return With lantern light no means of communication and very little to spend life was difficult yet so captivating and full of colours With all the comforts and luxuries how futile and meaningless today's life is with no time for self love and reciprocation i feel alien to myself and look for that real i, the innocent child lost somewhere in childhood and its innocence copyright @ smruti ranjan 16.2.17 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-26 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY How far away i am from me and my dreams miles and miles away my childhood thos

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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