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A LOOK AT LIFE-26 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Let me live my life The way you lived it With all love and passion Far from today's rational world In the beauty of nature Let me enjoy my early childhood Relish every bit of it The way you did In your good old days Let me dance and play Fly in the beautiful world Of prince and princesses Fairies and ghosts And let me have all those moments Which once you had Just do not make me A prisoner of your unrealized dreams and aspirations Do not make me an oblation In your sacrificial rituals To go up and up In the ladder Which never ends I am just another kid Like those in the hamlet I envy them Envy their lives Envy everything They have The carefree life That freedom and open childhood Which I do not have I feel suffocated When I find my childhood in chains Give me that breathing space To breathe And look at the world As it is Even for a while I ever doubt Your love, affection and Concern to see m

A LOOK AT LIFE-49 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Everything therein yesterday, today and tomorrow what happened, what is happening and what will happen the past, present and future the jellyfish evolved man and godhood all there in Nothing is new nothing like inventing only rediscovering things that already exist nothing like evolving only knowing oneself knowing one's real nature that he in fact is When a part of reality manifests someone in perfect tune conceives and a law of gravitation a theory of relativity comes into our domain which are there long since Everything there in the brain but under lock and key when someone unlocks the lock in the spine raises his consciousness from the mundane to divine he gets access to the ocean of knowledge already there and becomes a valmiki, a basista an evolved and enlightened one god in fact copyright@smrutiranjan 16.11.2017 Picture-google

Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, an eminent poet and literary critic for writing a beautiful critical appreciation on my poem 'SOMETHING I LOOK AT-3'.Thank you very much, sir, for your wonderful analysis and words of appreciation Smurti Ranjan Ji, Your poem titled"Something l look at-3" is a poem on the theme of love and its various dimensions from one end to the next. The concept of love is searched in a holistic manner. Love it seems is isolated, alienated and cornered to a large extent. The search for love is an extensive and exhaustive one stretching from the palaces of the affluent people to the hamlets of the poverty-stricken ones. Sometimes, the concept of love is an evasive and elusive concept, it remains in slippery slope terrines always very difficult to realise it by the pursuers of this beautiful and predominant emotion in the world. True love is present in a place where we have people acting in a self-effacing manner for the sake o

A LOOK AT LIFE-25 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Maa(Divine Mother) Let me live at thy feet Let me die at thy feet Let every moment of my life Be with you Let you be in Every breath, every word, every deed And every thought of mine Let me see you In everything and every being How can I hate anyone How can I be jealous of anyone How can I nurture any negative emotions For where ever I go Whomever I meet I only see your replica For I know the cosmic universe Is nothing But an expansion of Yours Where is my agony Where is my frustration Where is my anxiety For I am not the doer And the responsibility is all your's A bit of your light Dispelled years of ignorance Let me lose myself In the ocean of your love In the poetry of your dedication Let me forget my identity My name, fame, and everything I have Which were never mine And let you be my only identity My only possession And my only shelter is Your lotus feet copyright@smruti ranjan 9.11.2015

A LOOK AT LiFE-46 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY In that stone carved image of yours my whole world in your temple my holy abode at your lotus feet my whole life my identity, my possession, my past present and future are you my maa Comes to mind that day when i was on my way you dragged me near looked at me with loving eyes the infinite became finite and the mother listened to her child the child went on asking and the mother looking at him with a smile Days went by a feeling deep and intense came i am not alone how can i be? when you are with me wherever i go whatever i do i always feel you by my side what to think about me, my life my happiness which is all yours When i look at you i feel you deep inside my feelings turn into adoration adoration into love the more i love you the more i feel alienated from me and my mundane world lose my identity and become one with you copyright@smrutiranjan 19.10.2017 MAA( My mother)

Thanks and gratitude to Prof Dr Rajendra Padhi, eminent poet and literary critic for his wonderful words of appreciation You have the gift of a genuine poet, the simplicity of expression is the vehicle to carry genuine and true feelings which you are bestowed with. The introspective nature of writing speaks a look at life and into its myriad mysteries. The diction is simple and the look at life is always in its most natural perception. To write poetry with out obscure images and phraseology is the art of a true poet. You are one and Alby Raymond Parackal is another who are very true in their words and of my great adoration. The use of images with proper analogy , the proper sequencing of lines, the harmony between feelings and words is the beauty of your poem. A LOOK AT LIFE-24 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A look at life is incomplete Without a look at death A peep into its mystery It's science Language and chemistry No doubt Life is beautiful But death is still more be

A LOOK AT LIFE-23 BY-SMRUTI RANJA MOHANTY Since long We have not seen each other We can not say When our eyes Last met each other Our hearts throbbed For each other Our souls craved For each other Gone are those lovely days Those beautiful nights That aura of romance Those naughty smiles That enriching madness And fulfilling life I still remember that night When you silently Crept into my life Captivated and possessed My whole being And made me lose myself In the ocean of Your unending love And matchless sacrifices But time flew by With the change in time Priorities of life changed We became prisoners of Our hopes and aspirations Drudged hard and Gave every drop our blood To give meaning and substance To our dreams Which were never our's Dreams have flowered But they took us to an alien world For we failed to identify With the fruits of our drudgery And the dreams of our dreams Too much obsession with future Never allowed us to live

Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for writing a brilliant critical appreciation on my poem 'SOMETHING I LOOK AT-2'.Thank you very much, sir, for your wonderful words of appreciation Smurti Ranjanji, Your poem titled"Something I Look At-2" is a poem of lost chances to pursue goodness and the options that are to be explored further in this world of opportunities. The sorry for mindset is quite obvious here, those moments of joy and happiness are bygone things altogether. To secure one's position, mistakes are committed, the reputations of many are destroyed and false accusations are levelled against the pious souls but now the time to be regrettable for all those dubious acts should be opted and taken to its eventual conclusion. The backstabbing and other acts of despicable nature should have been avoided and clear love of humanity shown should have been availed upon, so it is time to seek a new world of righte

A LOOK AT LIFE -48 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Nothing like love if you have it the whole word is yours if you don't just a beggar you are It introduces you to yourself takes you to the source from where you have come to where ultimately you go It makes your more complete and true to yourself brings you closer to the real you which in fact you are nothing but love and pure love It let you forget the make-belief differences you always  find and guard between you and others it takes you to that state of mind where you closely identify yourself with others and become one with them It makes you realise how futile it is to nurture negative emotions by having it you only harm yourself in another way like someone relishing its own blood for a moment By loving others you only love yourself by hating others you only hate yourself a lover knows what love is all about it takes you to that blissful state of mind it gives you that ecstasy and unalloyed plea