White A LOOK AT LIFE-147 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Never worry for what will happen. Never regret for what has happened. You might have erred Who has not, you, I, he or they Is anyone an exception Repent and rectify, but don't forget to smile Live! life is too short, too precious To be wasted on nothing Never carry the burden of past, The dreams and fancies of future Instead of living in a noman's land In the dead past and unseen future Live in the present with your smile and tears Do not be an alien to yourself Live the moments as they come Happiness and sorrow They are all yours If you so like, go down the memory lane Visit the future, but always be in and with the Present with what you see and sense right now. Past is memory, future is a dream The present is your reality, Something you have to enjoy and endure You may like it, you may not, But can not escape it Better accept and live with it. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 23.2.2021 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2021/03/27/a-look-at-life-147/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-326 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY It happens. Does not matter if you are in the twenties or seventies, it just happens irrespective of your wish and choice It knows not who is on the other side, maybe the moon or a star in the distant sky. It never takes into account the gap between you and the object of your love It happens and you get drowned before you know where you are. It spares none It comes alike to the old and young, makes one blind to reality, takes him away to an unknown island surrounded by water from all sides. The more it casts its spell the more you get drowned and lose yourself in the infinite bliss that surrounds you. You prefer to be in the prison, a beautiful prison out of which you never wish to come out It may be a beautiful man or woman, an idea, a flower, a passion the spellbinding beauty of nature, a promise to keep or a commitment to live for, maybe the pet at your home. Love happens irrespective of your wish and desire, where and how you are and where and how your love is Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You called me first but I came late, A hesitant reaction, cold as fate. The summer sun and winter rain, Made the flower wilt in pain. But on a spring morning, bright and clear, Golden petals of love drew near. Under the sky, so vast and blue, I fell for the flower—pure and true. My love for it knew no worldly claim, No fleeting passion, no selfish aim. I longed to see it dance with ease, In the cool breeze of eternal peace. But the flower turned its gaze away, Chasing my shadow at the break of day. Why seek the lifeless, void of grace, When vibrant beauty stood in place? And then it vanished from my view, Leaving me caught, unsure what’s true. In Trishanku's heaven, I linger and yearn, Hoping the flower, one day, will return. I hope one day you’ll open the gate, And let my vision seal its fate. I trust in my love, pure and true, To see you once more before life bids adieu. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You called me first but I came late, A hesitant reaction, cold as fate. The summer sun and winter rain, Made the flower wilt in pain. But on a spring morning, bright and clear, Golden petals of love drew near. Under the sky, so vast and blue, I fell for the flower—pure and true. My love for it knew no worldly claim, No fleeting passion, no selfish aim. I longed to see it dance with ease, In the cool breeze of eternal peace. But the flower turned its gaze away, Chasing my shadow at the break of day. Why seek the lifeless, void of grace, When vibrant beauty stood in place? And then it vanished from my view, Leaving me caught, unsure what’s true. In Trishanku's heaven, I linger and yearn, Hoping the flower, one day, will return. I hope one day you’ll open the gate, And let my vision seal its fate. I trust in my love, pure and true, To see you once more before life bids adieu. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 27.1.2025 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2025/01/i-look-at-385-by-smruti-ranjan-mohanty.html https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2025/01/27/something-i-look-at-385/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-306 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! I also feel the same way as you. You have completely blanketed my mind. No more, I remain myself, I have become someone else, yes someone else with which at times I dare to identify. I see you everywhere, in my breath and beats, in my dreams and reality, in what I see and what I don't Believe me! my love, it is you who live in me as a feeling, a beautiful feeling that knows no ending. Don't think it is only from your side. I reciprocate yours with all my feelings, but you know, I have my limitations beyond which I can not drive. My dear! it never means a negation, rather it is an affirmation, an affirmation of the refinement and dignity of love, the grace and beauty of your soul. Believe me I love you more than I love me, I value your smile more than I value mine. Your love has made me more sublime, helped me to go beyond myself to the ocean of unending joy and bliss. My life is more for you than mine. My love! it is the truth and you know I never lie Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 7.12.2023 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/12/i-look-at-306-by-smruti-ranjan-mohanty.html https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2023/12/07/something-i-look-at-306/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

White A LOOK AT LIFE-147 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Never worry for what will happen. Never regret for what has happened. You might have erred Who has not, you, I, he or they Is anyone an exception Repent and rectify, but don't forget to smile Live! life is too short, too precious To be wasted on nothing Never carry the burden of past, The dreams and fancies of future Instead of living in a noman's land In the dead past and unseen future Live in the present with your smile and tears Do not be an alien to yourself Live the moments as they come Happiness and sorrow They are all yours If you so like, go down the memory lane Visit the future, but always be in and with the Present with what you see and sense right now. Past is memory, future is a dream The present is your reality, Something you have to enjoy and endure You may like it, you may not, But can not escape it Better accept and live with it. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 23.2.2021 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2021/03/27/a-look-at-life-147/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-326 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY It happens. Does not matter if you are in the twenties or seventies, it just happens irrespective of your wish and choice It knows not who is on the other side, maybe the moon or a star in the distant sky. It never takes into account the gap between you and the object of your love It happens and you get drowned before you know where you are. It spares none It comes alike to the old and young, makes one blind to reality, takes him away to an unknown island surrounded by water from all sides. The more it casts its spell the more you get drowned and lose yourself in the infinite bliss that surrounds you. You prefer to be in the prison, a beautiful prison out of which you never wish to come out It may be a beautiful man or woman, an idea, a flower, a passion the spellbinding beauty of nature, a promise to keep or a commitment to live for, maybe the pet at your home. Love happens irrespective of your wish and desire, where and how you are and where and how your love is Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You called me first but I came late, A hesitant reaction, cold as fate. The summer sun and winter rain, Made the flower wilt in pain. But on a spring morning, bright and clear, Golden petals of love drew near. Under the sky, so vast and blue, I fell for the flower—pure and true. My love for it knew no worldly claim, No fleeting passion, no selfish aim. I longed to see it dance with ease, In the cool breeze of eternal peace. But the flower turned its gaze away, Chasing my shadow at the break of day. Why seek the lifeless, void of grace, When vibrant beauty stood in place? And then it vanished from my view, Leaving me caught, unsure what’s true. In Trishanku's heaven, I linger and yearn, Hoping the flower, one day, will return. I hope one day you’ll open the gate, And let my vision seal its fate. I trust in my love, pure and true, To see you once more before life bids adieu. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You called me first but I came late, A hesitant reaction, cold as fate. The summer sun and winter rain, Made the flower wilt in pain. But on a spring morning, bright and clear, Golden petals of love drew near. Under the sky, so vast and blue, I fell for the flower—pure and true. My love for it knew no worldly claim, No fleeting passion, no selfish aim. I longed to see it dance with ease, In the cool breeze of eternal peace. But the flower turned its gaze away, Chasing my shadow at the break of day. Why seek the lifeless, void of grace, When vibrant beauty stood in place? And then it vanished from my view, Leaving me caught, unsure what’s true. In Trishanku's heaven, I linger and yearn, Hoping the flower, one day, will return. I hope one day you’ll open the gate, And let my vision seal its fate. I trust in my love, pure and true, To see you once more before life bids adieu. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 27.1.2025 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2025/01/i-look-at-385-by-smruti-ranjan-mohanty.html https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2025/01/27/something-i-look-at-385/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-306 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! I also feel the same way as you. You have completely blanketed my mind. No more, I remain myself, I have become someone else, yes someone else with which at times I dare to identify. I see you everywhere, in my breath and beats, in my dreams and reality, in what I see and what I don't Believe me! my love, it is you who live in me as a feeling, a beautiful feeling that knows no ending. Don't think it is only from your side. I reciprocate yours with all my feelings, but you know, I have my limitations beyond which I can not drive. My dear! it never means a negation, rather it is an affirmation, an affirmation of the refinement and dignity of love, the grace and beauty of your soul. Believe me I love you more than I love me, I value your smile more than I value mine. Your love has made me more sublime, helped me to go beyond myself to the ocean of unending joy and bliss. My life is more for you than mine. My love! it is the truth and you know I never lie Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 7.12.2023 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/12/i-look-at-306-by-smruti-ranjan-mohanty.html https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2023/12/07/something-i-look-at-306/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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