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फूल मुरझा जाए, लेकिन खुशबू रह जाती है, प्यार में दर्द हो तो भी यादें रह जाती हैं।" ©Yogendra 🥀phool murza jaaye #pool

फूल मुरझा जाए, लेकिन खुशबू रह जाती है, प्यार में दर्द हो तो भी यादें रह जाती हैं।" ©Yogendra 🥀phool murza jaaye #pool

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White Heart Wrenching SOMETHING I LOOK AT-255 The Harrowing Tale Know not How to console that mother Who has lost her heart and soul That old father Who has lost his eyes and ears The newlywed Who has lost all her tears The sister Waiting for his loving brother Since days, months and years Know not How to console All those friends Waiting for their near and dear The family Which has lost its bread and butter All those who are part of this nightmare And those who witnessed it from close quatre Know not How to console the man in me Silently enduring the pangs of sorrow Like a mute spectator And all like me Lost in a pool of sorrow Will there be any taker If I say things happen contrary to will But life goes on? Who will accept it When their love and blood Are on the funeral pyre And life on a burning cauldron? What to do Except putting our little bit like a squirrel To help ameliorate the situation Praying for the departed soul And the bereaved family Being with them In their moment of agony and tear Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Emotional_Shayari Heart Wrenching SOMETHING I LOOK AT-255 The Harrowing Tale Know not How to console that mother

White Heart Wrenching SOMETHING I LOOK AT-255 The Harrowing Tale Know not How to console that mother Who has lost her heart and soul That old father Who has lost his eyes and ears The newlywed Who has lost all her tears The sister Waiting for his loving brother Since days, months and years Know not How to console All those friends Waiting for their near and dear The family Which has lost its bread and butter All those who are part of this nightmare And those who witnessed it from close quatre Know not How to console the man in me Silently enduring the pangs of sorrow Like a mute spectator And all like me Lost in a pool of sorrow Will there be any taker If I say things happen contrary to will But life goes on? Who will accept it When their love and blood Are on the funeral pyre And life on a burning cauldron? What to do Except putting our little bit like a squirrel To help ameliorate the situation Praying for the departed soul And the bereaved family Being with them In their moment of agony and tear Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Emotional_Shayari Heart Wrenching SOMETHING I LOOK AT-255 The Harrowing Tale Know not How to console that mother

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-83 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Far away from this world and its fascinating corridor, pelf and power, beauty and grandeur, lives my friend in a remote corner. Poor in wealth and intellect but lives a life full and contented. Modest are his possessions, fewer are his demands, dreams and aspirations. Accepts life as it comes, things as they are, never grumbles, never hesitates to express himself, and jumps like a kid, when his petty wishes are on the way. Begins his day with a smile on face and hymn in the air. Retires to bed with a mind, lively and fresh, free from worries and anxieties, at the feet of the Almighty I envy the life he leads in the lap of nature and close to divinity, the way he spends his time, interacts with his better half and kids, the simplicity with which he goes on with life, without having an ounce of hypocrisy. His world is small, but fascinating, fully drenched with the colours of life and its natural beauty. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Emotional_Shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-83 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Far away from this world and its fascinating corridor, pelf and power, b

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-83 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Far away from this world and its fascinating corridor, pelf and power, beauty and grandeur, lives my friend in a remote corner. Poor in wealth and intellect but lives a life full and contented. Modest are his possessions, fewer are his demands, dreams and aspirations. Accepts life as it comes, things as they are, never grumbles, never hesitates to express himself, and jumps like a kid, when his petty wishes are on the way. Begins his day with a smile on face and hymn in the air. Retires to bed with a mind, lively and fresh, free from worries and anxieties, at the feet of the Almighty I envy the life he leads in the lap of nature and close to divinity, the way he spends his time, interacts with his better half and kids, the simplicity with which he goes on with life, without having an ounce of hypocrisy. His world is small, but fascinating, fully drenched with the colours of life and its natural beauty. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Emotional_Shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-83 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Far away from this world and its fascinating corridor, pelf and power, b

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-10 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The more I look at you, the more I peep into the past and go down the memory lane, the more I fall in love. I envy the life you lead in the midst of nature, the modest belonging and petty wishes you had. I have the avenues that make life easy and comfortable but lack that emotion and passion, and am a lonely man in the midst of a crowd. Life is hectic and fast, runs as if a machine dedicated to its task, no time for the other, love and reciprocation, modern man is devoid of a heart. l long for the life you lived and the death you had, close to self, in nature's lap. copyright@smruti Ranjan 31.5.2015 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty SOMETHING I LOOK AT-10 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The more I look at you, the more I peep into the past and go down the memory lane,

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-10 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The more I look at you, the more I peep into the past and go down the memory lane, the more I fall in love. I envy the life you lead in the midst of nature, the modest belonging and petty wishes you had. I have the avenues that make life easy and comfortable but lack that emotion and passion, and am a lonely man in the midst of a crowd. Life is hectic and fast, runs as if a machine dedicated to its task, no time for the other, love and reciprocation, modern man is devoid of a heart. l long for the life you lived and the death you had, close to self, in nature's lap. copyright@smruti Ranjan 31.5.2015 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty SOMETHING I LOOK AT-10 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The more I look at you, the more I peep into the past and go down the memory lane,

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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 Composed five days after the departure of my mother. MY MOTHER-5 ମୋ ବୋଉ Present too much to bear Future not in vision Past is my only resort Where lies the beauty of your touch My life and love with all its colours My mother! come near Take me in your lap Touch me, touch my body and mind Tell me a story, I will be in your land of wonder Don't leave me alone, be with me I want to bathe in your love once more I was told When I was a kid of some months and years In one side was Yama, Lord of death On the other side you my loving mother The tug of war was for years You made your days and nights speak Without caring for your bare needs The Lord of death had to run away And your unmatched love and commitment Brought me safe from the jaws of death. You were on medicine and surgery With an ailing heart and dwindling brain You had been fighting against multiple ailments For twenty-seven years You fought like a lioness against the tigress With equal ease and smile on lips In your last battle For the first time, I was not with you Is it the reason my maa For which you had given up And the Lord of death got the better of you? Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #emotional_sad_shayari Composed five days after the departure of my mother. MY MOTHER-5 ମୋ ବୋଉ Present too much to

White Composed five days after the departure of my mother. MY MOTHER-5 ମୋ ବୋଉ Present too much to bear Future not in vision Past is my only resort Where lies the beauty of your touch My life and love with all its colours My mother! come near Take me in your lap Touch me, touch my body and mind Tell me a story, I will be in your land of wonder Don't leave me alone, be with me I want to bathe in your love once more I was told When I was a kid of some months and years In one side was Yama, Lord of death On the other side you my loving mother The tug of war was for years You made your days and nights speak Without caring for your bare needs The Lord of death had to run away And your unmatched love and commitment Brought me safe from the jaws of death. You were on medicine and surgery With an ailing heart and dwindling brain You had been fighting against multiple ailments For twenty-seven years You fought like a lioness against the tigress With equal ease and smile on lips In your last battle For the first time, I was not with you Is it the reason my maa For which you had given up And the Lord of death got the better of you? Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #emotional_sad_shayari Composed five days after the departure of my mother. MY MOTHER-5 ମୋ ବୋଉ Present too much to

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पेड़ से इक दरख़ास्त है, कली को कली ही रहने देना, जो फुल बन जाएगी... टूट जाएगी...! ©Aarti Sirsat #poem #Love #pool

पेड़ से इक दरख़ास्त है, कली को कली ही रहने देना, जो फुल बन जाएगी... टूट जाएगी...! ©Aarti Sirsat #poem #Love #pool