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Smruti Ranjan Mohanty
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
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KhaultiSyahi
White As soon as you start being grateful for the little things, the blue sky, the trees, the birds, your ability to walk, think, etc, you will change your entire life path. Gratitude opens up timelines which were otherwise in accessible. Be grateful for what you already have, and you will attract more. ©KhaultiSyahi #Night #gratitude #Grace #graceofgod #bhuktbhogi #khaultisyahi #Manifest #Manifestation #Love #self_love ❤ tryth if life🪄🌹🎯
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty
White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-296 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Your silence is killing me silently I am dying every moment not finding you on my horizon. When the morning breaks, when the sun gives space to the moon I often see you smiling adding grace and beauty to my empty sky. Sometime in the mid-day I see you shining as resplendently as the radiant rays. Sometimes in the early hours of the long night, I see you dazzling like a star in the distant sky Your changing moods add grace to my loneliness. You know, your presence brings a sea of difference and makes me rebelieve in myself I know, your priorities have not changed You are the same innocent girl with dreamy eyes. Grace me with your beautiful smile. I need nothing but your presence to drench my morning sky. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #SAD SOMETHING I LOOK AT-296 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Your silence is killing me silently I am dying every moment not finding you on my
Santosh Jangam
"Immortal Beauty" In moon's glow, grace's embrace, Radiant, regal, divine face. Words as pearls, woven tight, Captivate with their luminous light. Eyes, stars in celestial sight, Shine with love, kindness ignite. Laughter, like chimes in breeze, Fills hearts, puts minds at ease. Time slows near her, magic's trace, Enchanting all with her gentle grace. ©Santosh Jangam #Immortalbeauty A poem "Immortal Beauty" is that true beauty transcends physical appearance and resides in qualities like kindness, compassi
Jeetal Shah
Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets that lurked within. Lady Isabella, the esteemed elder wife of the royal patriarch, harbored a dark ambition beneath her elegant facade. For years, she cunningly concealed her malevolent nature, weaving a web of deceit that ensnared all who dared to cross her path. To the outside world, she exuded warmth and grace, but behind closed doors, she wielded power with an iron fist. Her husband, King Edward, was blissfully unaware of her treachery, blinded by her feigned affection and loyalty. Little did he know that his days were numbered, for Lady Isabella had long plotted his demise to seize control of the throne. With calculated precision, she orchestrated the king's murder, masking it as a tragic accident to avoid suspicion. As the grieving widow, she assumed the role of the grieving matriarch, manipulating the court with her honeyed words and false promises. Meanwhile, her younger brother-in-law, Prince Alexander, remained vigilant, his suspicions aroused by the sudden death of his beloved sibling. Despite the facade of unity within the royal family, he sensed a discordant note, a shadowy presence lurking beneath the surface. Years passed, and Prince Alexander found solace in the arms of a captivating woman named Sophia, unaware of her true identity as a seasoned CBI investigator. Drawn together by fate, they embarked on a journey of love and discovery, unaware of the perilous secrets that awaited them. As Sophia delved deeper into the labyrinth of royal intrigue, she uncovered damning evidence of Lady Isabella's treachery, connecting her to the king's untimely demise. With each revelation, the facade of harmony crumbled, exposing the sinister truth hidden within the palace walls. In a heart-stopping climax, Sophia confronted Lady Isabella, her steely gaze piercing through the veil of deception to reveal the cold heart of a murderer. As the truth emerged, the palace trembled with the shock of betrayal, and Lady Isabella's reign of terror came to a dramatic end. In the aftermath of the revelation, Prince Alexander ascended to the throne, guided by the wisdom of his late brother and the unwavering support of his beloved Sophia. Together, they ushered in a new era of prosperity and justice, ensuring that the sins of the past would never again cast a shadow over the kingdom. ©Jeetal Shah #kitaab Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets tha
Aanya Seraphina
In honor of women, bold and free, We celebrate their strength, resilience, and glee. They grace the world with wisdom and grace, Guiding our steps with a gentle embrace. With hearts that nurture, minds that soar, They break down barriers, open every door. In every role, they shine bright, Be it in the day or the darkest of night. From mothers to daughters, sisters, and friends, Their love and support, an unbroken trend. They stand together, hand in hand, Empowering each other across the land. On this Women's Day, let's raise a cheer, For the women who inspire, year after year. May their voices be heard, their dreams take flight, As they continue to shine, in love and light. ©Aanya Seraphina Title: Celebrating Women: Strength, Resilience, and Glee. Here's to the women who light up our world with their wisdom, grace, and unyieldi
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty
SOMETHING I LOOK AT-262 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When I touch your shadow I feel the beats of your aching heart See the dancing waves in your teary eyes I sense everything you want to disseminate I can not come near I only talk to your shadow That is destiny I smell your fragrance from a distance I feel your feelings My heart throbs like yours The waves of emotion rise and silently vanish You are so true and beautiful Maybe I am from a distance You have not yet seen the barren land The rocky debris and scattered bedrock That is why, for you, the moon is so colourful Let me have many more births To be the moon of your dreams To be the man of your heart With whom you can fall in love I assure you, in some other birth I will be your prince charming And you my cherished fiancee The paragon of grace and beauty Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty SOMETHING I LOOK AT-262 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When I touch your shadow I feel the beats of your aching heart See the dancing waves in