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 A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may be,  No relationship except with the Almighty  Is beyond space and time. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 16.12.1

 A LOOK-180 Being incomplete  Is my completeness.  Only an incomplete  Can love and adore Someone, something  Which is complete  And for me Nothing is more gratifying than Being incomplete. At least I can look forward to that  Something and someone Which is not me. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty. Picture-google

 A LOOK-178 Jealousy, my friend!  I have been nurturing you  with love and care since the day I realised l am not the same as others.  What have you given me in return except sleepless nights, unseen wounds  and heart burnings? Smruri Ranjan Mohanty©

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-146 THE STORY IS NOT OVER Your eyes speak. The untold story of your life A life never lived  A life crucified upon a cross of gold  Tales of agony and apathy  Sorrow and alienation  After a long battle, tired you  Defeated and resigned to fate Your fragile body and mind tell it all You are fully exhausted  With  very little life in you No inertia, no motivation  To go-ahead with life Its ebb and flow tide.. Have you ever looked at you Or you only see you In the mirror of others? Have you ever lived a life Which is your own Or your entire life is for others For those, you call your own? When you look at their eyes  What do you see? A virtual image of yours  The real you is somewhere else Probably in the dreams of your parents  Look at yourself The little girl playing with pebbles  Looking at the sky, counting stars  Wishing to have the moon in her hand. Your dreams and fancies  Wishes and desires  You have killed long since  To live other's whims and fancies  Ar

 A LOOK-109 How many miles you travelled,  how many hurdles you encountered  are not important.  What is of importance is how you walked,  the way you handled your problems,  intricacies of life and came through.  Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved

 A LOOK-174 You have taken care of everything till date,  why should I worry for the rest, worry for the time and tide yet to come when you are there to bring me safely ashore,      worry for life, relationships and property  which are all yours. Smruti Ranjan Moganty©

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-106 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY      RHYMING WITH LOVE fall in love with love feel its warmth and beauty  it will not allow  you to grow old you will remain young forever  if you are true to your love it never ages nor it will let you age as long as  you are in love, with its rhythm and rhyme don't let it silently languish let it blossom with all its colour  or else you will only make you a machine devoid of a heart and your true grandeur  keep it burning deep inside don't leave loving and living  you will be only killing yourself  bathe in the perennial stream of love let the dirt and filth accumulated leave your mind and body  open your eyes! and see how beautiful life is love never lives with apathy and negativity  ego, suspicion, hatred, jealousy and hypocrisy  get over these, that will make you a lover otherwise, you can never be in love not the easiest of things to be in love it is a hero's bravery, not a coward's longing always for the loved one

 A LOOK-172 Life is so beautiful and worth living, instead of running away from it  and dying a coward's death  I would love to face life  and live it with my shattered dreams,  broken heart, wounded ego and fallen pride.  After all, life is life to be lived and loved Irrespective of the circumstances,  heaven or hell, where I am. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©

 A LOOK-171 Happiness I have shared with many,  but my sorrows are exclusively mine.  My smile is for others, not my tears.  My tears are too precious,  too close to my heart to be part of  someone else's feelings and emotion.  Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-142 BY, -SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY          NOTHING TO COMPLAIN Lying on a block of ice Waiting for you since long The earth below is sinking The sky over is withering  But my son! no sign of you arriving  Know not how long I am to silently endure  Death and its disgraceful grace How long I am to wait To have a glimpse of you,  The heart of my heart With  whom I could not live my life Through whom I will live my death  My son! Come quickly  If not for you, for me at lest  They are speaking ill of you I can tolerate everything  But anything against you How can I tolerate, Bear and digest? All along You were on that side of the river And I am  this side Never tried to measure the distance  Always saw the sea Felt  it's hidden depth The cool breeze that connected you and me But long since I could neither see the sea Nor fathom it's depth  And feel the cool breeze blowing in between  Come, my son! Touch me, my body and mind, Feelings and emotions For the last time

 A LOOK AT LIFE-64 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY     DEATH A MENTAL STATE When it seems all over  Life sprouts From the ashes of the past once more  Only you need a bit of silence to feel it A bit of science, a bit of art to realise it A pair of eyes to see it,  acknowledge  Its never-ending beauty and grandeur  A pair of ears to listen to the symphony of life  And lose yourself in its music forever  Look around Where is death? It is only life everywhere  Life and its changing colours  Each more bright and beautiful than the other Atoms and molecules bubbling with vitality  Energy in various forms Subtle vibrations Electrons orbiting around the nucleus  Even what you call death  Is life in another form  Death is more a state of mind Than a physical phenomenon  One who has not seen life in death Has never lived his life. It depends on how you define life It is an urge to expand, manifest, unfold, Contract and expand  To keep pace with change and maintain  Its existence under all circumstance

 A LOOK AT LIFE-57 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY   you don't need to tell me i know who i am a nonentity struggling for an identity in the vast multitude of humanity living in a world where success  so difficult to come by i often ask me a question if i succeed, will it make me a man? what to do with success  if that will take me away from my small world from the things i love, the people i love to be with what to do with recognition and appreciation if that will make me someone else, alien to myself what to do with all my affluence if my conscience deserts me, my feelings, emotions and gestures never remain mine when nobody with me to share my accomplishment and agony  what to do with that glittering world where my own do not have places to live in where my childhood friend can't  hug me men and women of my village cannot identify with me, my riches and success and look at me as if i am not their own someone who has come from another heaven  of what use that success? if it snatches

 A LOOK AT LIFE-56 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE QUEEN OF NIGHT Oh, the queen of the night! I will never succumb to your first kiss Come with your fascinating attire, Put the whole of me on fire Come with all your grace and charm  Seduce me, make me fall in love with Knock at me, knock at my closed door, Again and again, to win me, win my body, mind and Heart  I know not how many times I am here How many times we met and part But as and when I come  You chase me like a mad beloved  To meet me, feel my touch and feel me deep inside My love! We part to meet and meet to part  That defines our love and romance  But our joy and ecstasy  Only for a few moments Then begins the tedious journey of life,  Its chill and charm and that long waiting To give meaning to that eternal love and longing  My love! Waiting for you since long  I know you are behind my back Since the day I am here. Come in front, face to face Come with your spellbinding grandeur  I will unveil that veil and See the queen of m

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-139 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY        BEYOND BODY AND MIND Decades we spent Enduring and dreaming a life That never came by  Decades we lived in ourselves  Thinking about each other all the way  Respecting each other's feelings and dignity  Without trespassing into other's domain  Probably that is love at its very best More fulfilling than thousand marriages  Decades passed Neither I tried to meet you  Not you tried to meet me  We remained in each other as a sweet memory  Love those years I never spent in grief and despair  But in weaving dreams of love More fascinating than the real world We enjoyed our dreams the way  One enjoys the summer shower  And bright sunshine in a chill morning  Days and years passed We lived in each other's dream In dreams, our  love unfolded  In dreams, love matured  Bloomed into a beautiful flower  And found  its ultimate fulfilment  When love degenerates into a relationship  It loses its grace and beauty  Love is beyond rela

 A LOOK AT LIFE-55 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY               I AM IN LOVE             for a change we just looked at each other and the rest is history life unfolded its beauty like never before we are in love once more  how soon everything changed and the world became so beautiful and fascinating once again  i looked at you you are the same, no signs of ageing, no wrinkles, no black spots,  i could see nothing, only sense that ageless heart  beating for the sake of love those beautiful eyes, dancing dimples, rosy cheeks, quivering lips, drooping eyes and inviting gestures telling me it is not all over still, there is enough in us to captivate each other for years together  love is always in its youth love never grows old, it is as it was  much before  when we first fell in love we don't feel it, feel its warmth and beauty because we never look at it  the way we used to look at it life is all about finding that love rediscovering the moments  and passion for each other  life is  livin

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-135 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY           THE MAHATMA Mahatma Not merely  a word Not even a noun or adjective  He is the pulse of a nation Cause of million smiles And a ray of light in utter darkness  He was not a man But an institution An ocean in a drop of water. He is our Bapu The beats of a thousand  hearts  The hopes of millions of people  Fighting against violence, injustice and fanaticism from across the world  He is the father of the nation Who proved nothing is impossible  If one is committed to truth and nonviolence, practice it in thought, words and deeds, means what he says,  remains the same both inside and outside  The problem is not with his ideology It still holds good, still  the same as it was The problem is with us We are not pure, true to ourselves  We say something which we are not actually Hypocrisy is our biggest weapon with which We fight and hope to win the battle of life To the Mahatma  No goal is as important as the means All through his lif

 A LOOK AT LIFE-62 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY       THE IMMORTAL 'I' The unknown and infinite that precedes and succeeds the known and finite is as real as the present, we live in. I never feel  there was a time  when I was not, there will ever be a time  when I will not be. Despite repeated attempts, I failed to die, failed miserably to annihilate me. I have felt my body dying, seen people around me crying and taking me to the funeral pyre, the physical body burning into ashes, merging with its sources, earth, air, water, fire and space. When everything seems exhausted and consumed by time, when people say I am dead  I feel me, my existence the same way as I was feeling before, vibrant, full of life and consciousness. I feel as if I am the immortal 'l' beyond space, causation and time. It seems as if nothing has happened I don't see death but life undergoing changes and transformations everywhere, whatever I see and what lies beyond my vision and perception. I witnes

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-127 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM THE WOMAN WHO MADE YOU A MAN I gave you birth, but for me, you are here. but for me, you are what you are a man with a distinct identity. It is because of my touch of grace, your world is so beautiful and fascinating. When I am not with you, how horrible and wretched life is, no one knows it better than you. Forget not Without me, you are in the abyss, don't have a sky overhead  and earth to stand on. In the form of a mother, sister, lover, friend and wife I nourished you all long without expecting anything even your love and concern in return. In my loving care you survived and grew into a man All along I stood by you,  looking after your wants, comforts,  necessities and luxuries without caring for my own. You, your manhood, affluence, status and position stand on my sweat and blood. But you are never prepared to accept me as someone at par, an equal partner in all your endeavour You treat me as a lesser mortal who has come f

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-132 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY        PEACE AND BLISS May be on Moon or Mars, Jupiter or Earth, it hardly matters where you are, heaven or hell, no peace,. until you are at peace with yourself  with your immediate neighbour and the rest of the word. No peace until you realise, you need it more for yourself than anyone else. No peace, till nations realise  peace is the first condition of development  without which life on earth is at stake. Enough nuclear warheads you have, to destroy the world many times. Why do you  need more? Of what use this arms race that keeps each on their toes  and let them live in perpetual terror, in constant fear of each other. Enough fortune, pelf, power and recognition you have Of what use they are  if  one is constantly at war with himself More happy is a contented man than a rich possessive individual, whose thirst and hunger, nothing can satisfy. Contentment is the gateway to heaven and peace opens it for one to enter into the kingdom

 SOMETHING LOOK AT-96 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM A WIDOW  Do i need to be told what to do, what not to, how should I look, what to wear, what to eat, how to interact and conduct  in this heartless world of yours? For you he was just another man, a friend in the fair weather. You have lost just a friend. Do you know what have I  lost? I have lost my whole world. With him gone my wishes, my passions to live a life. But I am breathing, breathing for the sake of his love to keep him alive  Have you ever fathomed  a woman's love for her husband. No man has ever been able to do so and you are just another of the same species. You can never understand what he meant to me. I don't even expect you to understand. Lett me live with my tears. They are exclusively mine. Let them drench me with all his colours. Even at the cost of the world, its wealth and splendour I can hardly part with it, part with my emotions, my feelings, half of my heart and soul. Do you doubt my integrity? If at t

 A LOOK AT LIFE-60 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY         I AM RAVAN Look at me I am Ravan, a bundle of negative feelings and emotion I don't have a friend which I can say my own I have a family, wife, kids and a kingdom  But my only friend, my love,  is my inflated ego I invariably carry it with me wherever I go In all my pursuits I seek its satisfaction The mainstay of my life is ego and it's gratification On ego stands greed, hatred and jealousy  Treachery, dishonesty and malice And I am an epitome of all these  Throughout life, I remained in their constant company. Family, relationship, love and religion are beautiful till they satisfy one's ego and vanity. When one's ego is hurt nothing remains his  The ego becomes his only religion, love and life And I am no exception to all this. Ego defines me and my surrounding  It is ego that pushes me hard  It is ego that made me what I am An island in myself  Where I live my life in my solitary asylum  With ego, my passion and lov

 A LOOK AT LIFE-59 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY          IN LOVE WITH LIFE Of what use  Living the rest of life Regretting all the while for what one has not achieved. Of what use  Going down the memory lane Lamenting those days and nights Which one missed Being engrossed in mundane deeds. Of what use Cursing oneself  For running away from life its rhythm and rhyme  Making a hell of the present and the days to come by No question Life could have been lot better  If one would have understood The value of relationship and flight of time. Most of us lived life Not the way it should have been  Not the way one wished But by one's perception of fulfillment  The values of society Largely defined in terms of  Recognition, power  and money. Where your kid's smile, parent's tears  And wife's longing never seemed to have any meaning. From childhood to the fifties Nobody knows how time flies. All of a sudden one finds He is old and the golden days of the youth Are far behind. By the ti

 A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY       MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and years, I have spent in meaningless pursuits, in proving myself, in proving I am not at par but head and shoulders above others. I know not how many times I turned my back to truth and bliss. How many times I failed to understand love and it's beauty, someone's tears, sacrifices, hours of waiting  and longing for me. I know hardly I lived my life for me. It was for those significant others whom I valued the most, in seeking their appreciation and recognition who themselves achieved nothing, lived the whole of their life in illusion, in a pseudo world with pseudo greatness and pseudo satisfaction I lived a life in acquiring pelf and power, laurels and accolades, adding to my inflated ego, proving before others  I am unique and different and don't belong  to the same species to which others belong My Lord! How far away I am from me,  from my life and it&#

 A LOOK-149 You know me,  I know you and our friendship, the bond we share in between, is beyond space and time. You love me. I love you. Do we need anyone to define it, Acknowledge it, give it a name To ride on it. The thread that binds you and me   Is above all relationships. Very few know what it is Very few are aware of it It is beyond their vision and perception. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved. smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.facebook.com/titutiku/

 Here is the critical appreciation of my poem "SOMETHING I LOOK AT-43" by non-other than eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literally critic Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil.   Thanks and gratitude sir for your brilliant interpretation of the poem Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Something I Look At-43" is a poem that narrates about a world which is in the whirlpool of tensions, worries and concerns from one end to the next. The poem commences with an optimistic note wherein this world is described as a world of pure joy and happiness, the human beings in this world enjoy life in an overwhelming manner day in and day out. This world is also suffused with many amenities and facilities and we all live in the comfort zones of this world. This world also can be termed as a paradise because of the comfort level, people come across this world. But the rosy picture of this world is countered by a reality check regarding the real status of this world in relation to values, ideologies an

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-48 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY History tells the consequences of war with  no one  emerging a complete winner, the victor and the vanquished losing the game one way or other. It is the humanity that is the greatest loser and the force inimical to man and  his development the ultimate victor If one is to wage a war, it Is to be against oneself, his negative emotions and instincts, against pride and prejudice, hatred and jealousy, poverty and illiteracy, regionalism and religious fanaticism, parochialism, economic disparity and all those forces that divide and put artificial  barriers between man and man  nation and nation, region and region. The battle is for a better tomorrow, a new world order, more just and egalitarian where people have the opportunity to develop in an atmosphere of freedom and peace to become themselves. To fight the battle, one does not need a gun, but a pair of eyes that sees no disparity, a heart  that beats for humanity, a mind that is committe

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY           WHY AM I HERE? In the grip of agony and apathy  When life questions its own  basis  Frustration kills the vitals  Alienation is complete and death looms large Life seems to have reached a blind end  When it seems all over Life loses its breath and goes out of gear I often ask me a question Why shall I live? For whom shall I live? For what shall I live? . Comes a loving voice from within 'My son! to life, you can't say no Coz it is my gift on which You have no right and control You will live because I want you to. You will live for yourself till you know the truth. Who you are?  From where you have come? To where you will go? You will be coming  and going  No respite from the cycle of birth and death Until you realise the truth There is neither birth nor death I am you and you are me  I, you, he, we, they and the cosmic universe are but one From a distance we look different When you come closer And unveil the veil of ma

Here is the review and critical appreciation of my poem A LOOK AT LIFE-41 by eminent poet and internationally acclaimed critic Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil. Humble thanks and gratitude sir.I am greatly honoured Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life-41"is a poem that depicts a love which is an interminable and perennial one that crosses the boundary of this life into the life beyond.When two individuals live in a relationship dovetailed to each other,it is a loving relationship of mutual understandi ng and tolerance,they share and care for each other all throughout their lives,they are in each other's company in sorrows and joys,they are inseparable from each other in a whole lot of ways,they are made for each other in every respect,the love they have for each other is everlasting and enduring,but one day this bond is broken through death and one is to depart for heaven and the other is left behind without any care in the world,the desolation and isolation w

Here is the review and critical appreciation of my poem A LOOK AT LIFE-43 by non-other than eminent poet and literary critic of international repute  Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil. Thanks and gratitude sir. I am greatly honoured Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life-43" is a poem that combines philosophy, theology, science and psychology in equal measure. Life is an interminable circle passing from one state of being to another state of being, it doesn't have an end unless and until it is reunited with the fundamental point of origin. The world came forth from that inexhaustible arena and it would revert back to it as such in the course of time. Here on this earth life is an unending journey, the destination is not clearly marked at in any stretch of the imagination, the things that we come across in this world are transitory and fleeting in nature and nothing is a permanent feature of life. The structures and wonders of the world are subjected to change onc

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-74 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Let me listen to the voice within my conscience whispering every minute to be at peace with me and people around with birds and animals, meadows and mountains, trees and creepers with everything and every being i come across let me internalise the values of the society love, reciprocation, peace and brotherhood to make the world a better place to live in Let me put an end to my struggle with negativity in all its form ego, hatred, jealousy and explore the man in me let me be a pigeon of peace moving every nook and corner with my wings of love spreading the message of peace and brotherhood wherever and with whomever i am A man at peace with himself knows what peace means to him and others which a man at constant war with himself can hardly fathom Nothing like peace and love it conquers the whole world and make you the man you are cultivate it and spread its grandeur if you want to save the world so dear

A LOOK-146 Life is a beautiful dream Chase it like a mad lover before it fades and vanishes. Live it to the full Before death snatches it away.  Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-90 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A woman I am, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a wife and beloved. In all my roles I complement and fulfil the men in my life. I make them full and complete. On my love and sacrifice, they stand, on my feet, they walk  the thorny path of life but look at the world through a pair of jaundiced eyes. Without me, they are just aimless ships sailing in the boisterous sea. I am the able navigator who brings them safely ashore,  but they forget it the moment  they come back to their comfort zone. I am the life in them, that carries them forward to their destination. It is the woman behind every man, her unconditional love and motivation that precisely define a man, his success and failure, but never his attitudes and behaviours and the way they look at woman. I have been with you like your shadow living and enduring your moments of joy and despair,  happiness and sorrow, never thinking for a moment i have a life of my o

Thanks and gratitude sir Cijo Joseph Chennelil for reading my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-46 and writing a beautiful critical appreciation on it  Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"Something I Look at-46" is a poem that depicts a world which is in a state of turmoil and chaos. In our inner beings, we are at war with ourselves with respect to which ideology to adopt, we have two options, one is related to a world of values and ideals which can add a moral framework to the society at large and other is a world which is in the grip of use and throw culture and crass commercialisation. The bulk number of people in the world does swim with the currents by embracing this culture of manipulation and radicalisation implemented and carried forward in the name of shortsighted development and wayward progress. In the outside world we are confronted with an existential crisis in which if we want to live an upright life, we are looked through the prism of suspicion. The world is such wh

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-88 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY When the present becomes too much to bear, life a burden and endless struggle, when heart bleeds in love, eyes moist with tears, mind goes back to you my love, to that pink envelope, the piece of paper with crimson glow, where dwells my heart, wherein inscribed your love in golden letters Life unfolds its pages. The past reincarnates. Heart and soul, body and mind, eyes and ears dance in joy. You come with all your splendour like the silver moon from behind the bank of clouds, touch me, touch my body and mind, take me away to the heaven of love, where there is none but you and me in love with each other. How can i forget the day we parted, the day when you were forced to tie knot with someone else, leaving me and our love midway. I could see your heart wounded bleeding in love, tears pouring on your cheeks, body and mind shattered in fear of losing someone you loved. Neither you lost me, nor i lost you

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-82 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! when heart and soul, feelings and emotions, love and tears, mine and thine, meet and become one, what remains is pure consciousness beyond body and mind. Ego and identity melts, definition of longing and craving changes, and love culminates, in a body less state of consciousness Mind leaves roaming, heart stops beating for a while the time comes to stand still, love starts unfolding, and one loses in the other, in the ocean of love and bliss forever © smrutiranjan 27.5.2018

A LOOK AT LIFE-37 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My dreams so fulfilling you are without you, just a beggar i am how can i fancy living such a long life with the heartless reality pinching and telling me every moment who and what i realy mean? For me you are more real than the real world with you i play and sing, dance and romance in you i see my dreams realised desires satiated but for you i am what i am the king of what i see and sense and have all the fun and colours as and when i wish to have them in you i live my life, in you i will die my death in you lies my fulfillment and motivation to live a life so fascinating you are i just wish to live and die there for you my days are so captivating nights so colourful i crave to live with you forever rather to encounter the heartless spring and hot summer so near copyright@smrutiranjan 19.4.2017

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-77 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Together we were together we will be the transition in between nothing but a journey from illusion to illusion from one dream to the other In my sojourn temporary and illusory met many called them mine people came and moved away relationships cultivated and endured but what remains is you and me the only relationship that is beyond space and time The sun that shines the moon that soothes the flower that blossoms the stream that flows the people and things possessions, feelings and emotions i call mine love and infatuation, tears and smile i endure and relish the whole cosmic universe, still a mystery are but limited subject to space, causation and time But you and i are together in the lap of each other when there was no time we will be with each other when there will be no time our relationship is beyond all variables, independent of everything i  see and feel and what lies beyond copyright@smruti

A LOOK AT LIFE-77 BY-SMRUTI RANJN MY MOHANTY        MY WORLD Do I have anything Except for your love? Do I need to have anything Anyone else When you are with me Bathing my body and mind In the perennial stream of love? What if If they do not love me? Do I need anyone's concern? With all your affection surrounding me I feel as if I am the king of my destiny The monarch of what I see When you are around I have the whole world Joy and ecstasy revolving around me I feel intoxicated With the  wine of your love No desire to come out of the spell To face reality before I say my final goodbye. It is your smile That gets me going It is your presence That is so soothing You stand majestically In between heaven and hell Life and death For me nothing matters You are the means and end The path and destination When you are near There is no death Even the shadow of death is far away Only love and life all the way. My past, present and future Oh, the que

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-63 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY From peace, we have come in peace, we will merge let there be peace in between from cradle to the grave let life be a journey for peace and peace only Let there be peace and love all the way in the air, we breathe in the flowers we see in the light that nourishes in the nature that sustains in our beautiful mother earth that gives us everything we need Let there be an end to all those lovingly nurtured over the years negative emotions, acquisitive instincts ego, selfishness, false vanity pride and jealousy that put an invincible barrier between us and land us in our solitary asylum a living hell where hardly humanity lives Let there be peace first with the individual, the family spread its fragrance in the larger society love all, speak the language of love others will emulate and the whole world will be yours it is nothing but love that conquers Peace everyone needs at the end of the day it is the

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-74 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Let me listen to the voice within my conscience whispering every minute to be at peace with me and people around with birds and animals, meadows and mountains, trees and creepers with everything and every being i come across let me internalise the values of the society love, reciprocation, peace and brotherhood to make the world a better place to live in Let me put an end to my struggle with negativity in all its form ego, hatred, jealousy and explore the man in me let me be a pigeon of peace moving every nook and corner with my wings of love spreading the message of peace and brotherhood wherever and with whomever i am A man at peace with himself knows what peace means to him and others which a man at constant war with himself can hardly fathom Nothing like peace and love it conquers the whole world and make you the man you are cultivate it and spread its grandeur if you want to save the world so dear

SOMETHING I LOOK AT -68 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I know you love me i love you too whenever we meet our eyes dance in joy hearts whisper, lips quiver but i love you we fumble to murmur I reciprocate your love you feel my feelings but our love is not the way it is understood so unique and different let it be where it is in the heart of our hearts where we truly live Never let our love come out very few will understand it very few know what love is all about it will be too much to bear if you go down in the eyes of other i can not see the petals of our love wilting under the scorching heat of sun, pears of shower  and the chill winter playing havoc with all that we jealously treasure Let that bud of love blossom into a beautiful flower with all its fragrance and colour nothing can snatch it away from us, our love, our only possession so dearly conserved in our heart We know and respect each other share our moments of agony and ecstasy we too apprecia

Good Morning and Welcome dear adorable readers, members and poetic personalities to “HAPPY SATURDAY WITH AN EMINENT POET” an interview program jointly organized by POEMarium by Dr. Nk Sharma and WRITERS” MIRROR, ASSAM, INDIA Today we are glad to present an Interview with Smruti Ranjan Mohanty, an eminent poet of international repute from Odisha. Bipul Kalita:-Good Morning and Welcome dear Sir, to the interview program. Would you say a few words about yourself? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty:- A very simple man who has accepted life as it is. No complaints, no regrets, no looking back. Happy as I am. Life is full and beautiful amidst duty, plants, pets and poetry. By the by, I am Smruti Ranjan Mohanty, O.F.S, son of Raj Kishore and Shantilata Mohanty  from Padmapur, Jagatsingpur, Odisha. I work as Finance Officer in Govt of Ofisha. I am a multilingual poet, essayist and writer. My write ups are published in newspapers and in various national and international magazines, journals and ant