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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-176 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-2 A caged bird I am Do not remember How and when I fell in love with the cage How it became my lifeline My heart and mind. How I surrendered everything I loved and relished My freedom, love and passion For a handful of the sky over And a little earth to stand on A caged bird I am Forgotten long since How to fly in the open sky. Hope to muster enough strength To ward off the initial onslaught Gather me, my tired wings and mind To venture into the forgotten domain The unapproachable splendour of the empyrean Once a winged bird Do not remember When I last flew into the blue heaven. Hope! I will find my wings and urge, love and motivation to be on cloud nine once again Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 2.11.2022 All Copyrights Reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2022/11/03/something-i-look-at-176/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-176 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-2 A caged bird I am Do not remember How and when

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-176 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-2 A caged bird I am Do not remember How and when I fell in love with the cage How it became my lifeline My heart and mind. How I surrendered everything I loved and relished My freedom, love and passion For a handful of the sky over And a little earth to stand on A caged bird I am Forgotten long since How to fly in the open sky. Hope to muster enough strength To ward off the initial onslaught Gather me, my tired wings and mind To venture into the forgotten domain The unapproachable splendour of the empyrean Once a winged bird Do not remember When I last flew into the blue heaven. Hope! I will find my wings and urge, love and motivation to be on cloud nine once again Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 2.11.2022 All Copyrights Reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2022/11/03/something-i-look-at-176/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-176 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-2 A caged bird I am Do not remember How and when

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-137 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A LOOK AT ME Don't call me a poet I am not one. How can I be with so much ego, hatred and jealousy? How can I be one when I don't have the eyes to see good in others, a heart to reciprocate and a mind to acknowledge truth and beauty How can someone be who does not enjoy other's success, an island in himself who has not seen anything beyond the blue sea. One whose sun rises and sets, the day begins and night descends only for himself can hardly be a poet. Being an epitome of negativity in all its forms I only faithfully reflect myself, my selfishness, prejudice and malice for the rest. If poetry is reflecting the society for its betterment what betterment I am doing except propagating and projecting myself I need at least one more birth to love and understand poetry, appreciate others and many more births to realise, there is absolutely no difference I and my focus of jealousness are the same Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #International_Day_Of_Peace SOMETHING I LOOK AT-137 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A LOOK AT ME Don't call me a poet I am not one. How c

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-137 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A LOOK AT ME Don't call me a poet I am not one. How can I be with so much ego, hatred and jealousy? How can I be one when I don't have the eyes to see good in others, a heart to reciprocate and a mind to acknowledge truth and beauty How can someone be who does not enjoy other's success, an island in himself who has not seen anything beyond the blue sea. One whose sun rises and sets, the day begins and night descends only for himself can hardly be a poet. Being an epitome of negativity in all its forms I only faithfully reflect myself, my selfishness, prejudice and malice for the rest. If poetry is reflecting the society for its betterment what betterment I am doing except propagating and projecting myself I need at least one more birth to love and understand poetry, appreciate others and many more births to realise, there is absolutely no difference I and my focus of jealousness are the same Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #International_Day_Of_Peace SOMETHING I LOOK AT-137 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A LOOK AT ME Don't call me a poet I am not one. How c

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-274 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Do you want to live in a relationship? Don't you know? It is a bondage Too demanding and complicated For love to find its space It struggles to withstand The summer heat and winter rain After thousands of compromises Adjustments, permutations and combinations One never remains oneself And love loses its beauty and grace Living a while, dying most of the time One becomes a machine Enduring a patterned relationship Patterned behaviour, Permanent expectations all the while What remains is not love Something else Love dies silently Once the free birds in the blue sky Languish in a golden cage. Very few understand the meaning of love Love is too delicate to bear A demanding relationship It will wilt and fade away My love! Be my soulmate Let us meet in a different space Where there are No expectations, no cravings Only peace and bliss Love and love only Smruti Ranjan Mohantu ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING I LOOK AT-274 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Do you want to live in a relationship? Don't you know? It is a bondag

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-274 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Do you want to live in a relationship? Don't you know? It is a bondage Too demanding and complicated For love to find its space It struggles to withstand The summer heat and winter rain After thousands of compromises Adjustments, permutations and combinations One never remains oneself And love loses its beauty and grace Living a while, dying most of the time One becomes a machine Enduring a patterned relationship Patterned behaviour, Permanent expectations all the while What remains is not love Something else Love dies silently Once the free birds in the blue sky Languish in a golden cage. Very few understand the meaning of love Love is too delicate to bear A demanding relationship It will wilt and fade away My love! Be my soulmate Let us meet in a different space Where there are No expectations, no cravings Only peace and bliss Love and love only Smruti Ranjan Mohantu ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING I LOOK AT-274 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! Do you want to live in a relationship? Don't you know? It is a bondag