Smruti Ranjan Mohanty, O.F.S, son of Raj Kishore and Shantilata Mohanty, born at Padmapur, Jagatsinghpur, Odisha on 1.1.1963 is a multilingual poet, essayist and writer. He is a published poet and writer and a featured poet of PENTASI B World Friendship Poetry. His writings include essays, short stories, poems and novels which are published in newspapers and in various national and international magazines, journals and anthologies. Working as Finance Officer in Govt of Odisha, he writes extensively on life, its beauty and intricacies which are widely acclaimed.
Poems are published in Mother Anthology by Hall of Poets, Voices of Aspirants by Poetry Planet, Mother by Poetry for Peace, Let the men speak for peace, Aroma of wilting petals, Anupam Bharat, Sourav, The Rock Pebbles, Symphony of Souls, Serious &Hilarious, Heartistry, World poetry on let there be peace, Complexion based discrimination global insight, Thought and Nature Anthology, New Creative Anteriority, Spring Window to peace, Indo African Anthology, Love at first sight, Spilling Essences, You and Me, A new beginning, Heart to Heart, Only you, My Valentine, Whispering Hearts, Poetic Rainbow, Fragrance of Asia, The Harmony, Sahitya Anand, East meets the West, Symphony of Peace, Pearls of Poesy, Ambrosia, International Anthology on Autism, Stars, Sky and Poiesis, Rain Drops of Love, Smrutire Parijat, Peace Lover, GloMag, Feb 2019, Tranquil Muse, Medley of Melodies, Nostalgia, Rise to Higher Essence, Cherry Toppings, Inked Thoughts, Whispering Poiesis, Rippling of Peace, Creative Anteriority, World for Piece, Traumas on Widows, Holistic Healing of Widow, The Global Literati Insights Research Journal, 1st issue 2018 etc. Poems are also featured in online magazines like atunispoetry.com, our poetry archive, GloMag etc., Poem hunter.com, Destiny poets, Different truths, YouTube.com.etc
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 It is an urge to live and transform That differentiates living from the dead When you lose that urge You are dead when still alive Other than this there is no other death Where one is completely annihilated Without becoming anything else.
Keep that urge alive That will never let you die You will see the beauty of life in death It is just a transition to take you from One state of consciousness to another From one station to the other On the eternal journey of life With a vibrant body and new lease of life
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 away that innocent smile from my face of what use that pelf and power that makes me a virtual beggar begging for an ounce of love and tear in a noman’s land
i am happy as i am with my modest possessions i am the king of my world, do not need anything more that will take me away from my heart and soul let me remain as i am, an unknown man with petty dreams and tiny pleasures i don’t want to part with my simplicity my innocent mind and conscience and live in a pseudo world of treachery and hypocrisy where castles are built in air love and relationships crucified to satisfy one’s hunger, greed and fancy
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 my dreams once more
My love! Come once again with your filigree smile Drooping eyes and quivering lips I could see you, see your body, its curves Speaking volumes of your love and longing Make me full and complete Look at me, hug me, take me in your hands Lett me see how spellbinding my fiancee is
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 relationships It neither needs a mind to conceive it, Nor a body to express it It is beyond body and mind, a feeling, a state of consciousness where one truly lives. Love is too delicate to withstand The scorching heat of sun and pears of shower, Ego, arrogance and burden of a demanding relationship It can not thrive in a society Where jealousy and malice, treachery and hypocrisy Is the go of life.
After decades When we at last met I could never see those grey hairs, sunken eyes, Tired hands and legs, ageing body and mind I could only see my teenage love Coming rushing to me with petals of love fluttering Dancing eyes, quivering lips, and the aroma of Wilted petals intoxicating me, Taking me to the heaven of relationships, My dreams and ecstasy Where winds never stop blowing Where rivers never stop flowing Where there is perennial spring Where cuckoo never stops singing Where love never ages Always in its teens.
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 living gracefully falling in love with one’s love falling in love with oneself and life again and again irrespective of the situation and its constraints
my love! truth is in front of me, in my eyes truth is in front of you, in your eyes let nothing come in between i and you, we and our love and let us live life in love and passion till we are here
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 life, he made no compromises With what he held high Truth, nonviolence and peace.
To be a Mahatma is not easy To be free from hypocrisy, hatred, jealousy and negativity in all its forms is a yogi’s dream. We have a million problems Coz we are not his worthy successors Coz we see the goals not the means Coz we accepted Gandhiji but forgot the values for which he fought for. We do not understand him What to follow his teachings? The moment one starts following his footsteps he will be himself, a man in the pursuit of all that is best.
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 witness the whole process, the drama of evolution and involution, birth, growth, death and rebirth as separate states of the cosmic consciousness, as a separate entity beyond body and mind.
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 from a different island to play a role as you wish and desire
Your biggest problem is your male ego and mine is accepting the same without hesitation. Give me my due! Who has been with you in every summer, complementing and supplementing you in every manner? Honour me, honour the women in me, my dignity, or else you will reap the consequence. Remember your golden Lanka is not forever.
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 of bliss and happiness.
At the end of the day what do you need? It is peace and nothing else If you have it you are the king of what you see If you don’t have it In the midst of plenty and power you are just a big nothing.
To bid farewell To someone I love Is very difficult But I am to bid farewell To those lovely eyes Which only see me To that beautiful heart Which only beats for me And to those nicest of moments Which are completely mine
Let me see those eyes Smile for someone else Let me see that heart Speak for someone else Let me see my life Through that someone else
You are to go away And crucify your love For the sake of my life Which is so dear to you And move on that unknown path To give meaning and substance To what we love
Love is beautiful But life is a reality You are to choose the latter If it is a betrayal Then in that betrayal Lies the beauty of life And fulfilment of love
For the sake of your love For the sake of my life You are to embrace the new For you know Your present has no future And the days are numbered
Fear not He will be no stranger You will see me in him Feel me in the poetry of his love And your beautiful world Will never be alien to me
His eyes will be mine His heart will be mine His feelings will be mine His whole being will be mine For I am to live my death Through him and him only
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