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About Smruti

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, our poetry archive, GloMag etc., Poem, Destiny poets, Different truths,




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.
They just made us depart
to meet at a different level.
Two physical bodies forced to
bid farewell to each other,
but love is beyond body and mind,
it never dies and no one can let it
and our love remained where it was.
We are very much alive in each other
in each other’s feelings and emotions
and your last letter
written in blood and tear tell it all,
you are mine
always with me forever.

As and when life betrays me,
I come back to my love, your letter
read it again, smell you, feel your touch, drench me with all your colours and become one with you once more.

©smrutiranjan 7.7.2018

The Lady of My Life



Slowly but surely,
I am to detach
from all that I love and fancy
and prepare the body and mind,
for the final detachment
to hug the lady of my life

I am to bid farewell
to all those beautiful moments
and nicest of relationships
which made my life
a heaven on earth

Bit difficult,
but worth enduring,
for I am never to live
under a shadow and
in perpetual fear of
losing something
which is never mine.

It is the go of the world,
one who has come,
has to go.
Even the sun and moon
have lives of their own.

To lament for something inevitable
is nothing but abuse of life.
Better to prepare
for that journey,
with a smile on lips,
chest up and head high
to have that ultimate romance
with the queen of the night.

copyright@smrutiranjan 30.6.2015

My Love


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

My Mother-3


      ମୋ ବୋଉ 

My words have left me
So also my reasoning
My smile, tears and emotions
My heart has lost its voice
Since the moment you departed
I know not how to express myself.

I do not know
What happened to me
With your departure
Departed my passions to live
I don’t find enough guts
And the motivation to carry me

Your untold sufferings
Sad and gloomy smile
Tell many a story
It pricks me like a thorn
Whenever I think despite
The corona pandemic
I could have done much more
With you, a nurse had been
Since the last five and a half years
But I could not arrange one for you
During your last days and months
For which you might have silently suffered
All these only add to my agony
And tell me in many ways
I was badly lacking

When we last met
Just a few days before that dark night
I could see your aching body,
Aching heart, watery eyes
A mind not responding to me
But could do nothing
But to leave you where you were
At least with you
I could have stayed a night there
No answer to that
And it will haunt me till I breathe my last

You had to die
To tell me what a mother means
And I am that unfortunate son
Who realised it after losing everything

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

My Mother-2


     ମୋ ବୋଉ 

Minutes and hours have passed
Since you left this world
Where you were my mother
I was your erring son
The situation has not changed
The same darkness all over
No trace of the sun as yet

When I look at your room
Where you recited and let us listen to
Most of the mythologies including
The epics Ramayan and Mahabharat
Among your listeners
I am probably the lone survivor
I see that empty cot
Where we had shared so much time
So much of love, life and smile
Where you used to sit and sleep
Wherefrom you shower on all of us
Your love and affection
Guidance and concern

Since the last five and a half years
You were confined to bed
But you were always lively
And full of grace
When l met you last
I could never think
Your days were numbered
And I will lose you,
My heaven on earth forever

Since months
I was feeling restless
I used to get up from sleep
And feel a sad melancholy deep within
A fear constantly haunted me
As if I was going to lose something precious
Something very special, very different
Something more than me and my life
Nothing can be as precious as you, my mother
My heart and soul, life and breath
My earth below and sky over

Now It is all over
My relationship with you for years
Ended in ashes and smokes
Tell me! how can I live
The rest of my life
When there is no you, my mother?

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

My Mother-1


ମୋ ବୋଉ

In your funeral pyre
Burning my whole world
My love and tears, wishes and ambitions
My past, present and future
The dreams and dramas
We shared over the years

When you closed your eyes
I lost my vision
When you lost your ears
I lost my hearing
When you lost your brain
I lost my reasoning
The eyes that do not see you
The ears which do not hear you
The senses which do not feel you
Of what use are these?

Now I understand
What it means being truly orphaned
Losing both the earth and sky
In between which I have been all along
I am up against reality
None in front none in the back
None to my right none to the left
Life is silently walking on fire

If you can see
See in your absence how
Sad and pathetic life is
How poor I have come
In few hours
I have become the most
Unfortunate man on earth
A begar in fact

I am speechless
The poor navigator
In the boisterous sea
Silently watching the boat
Sinking in the deep-sea
And I am going deep down
In the dark abyss.

Never thought of a life without you
How to reconcile to the reality
That you are no more
No more with my smile and tears
Happiness and sorrow
You are in my heart
But I am miles away from you
Tell me! how can I bridge up the gap
And come near?

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

From Nothing To Nothing



I know not
Why I sometimes feel
Life is pain infinite
Searching for something none existing
An exercise futile
A venture sad and pathetic

I do not know
Why sometimes I think
Life is a misadventure
Never understood
A foregone conclusion
Accepted as a sad reality
A journey in the void
An endeavour wasted

I know not
What lets me live
When I know I am living for nothing
With nothing to accomplish
Why I am living in a relationship
When all relationships are for a period of time
Either they will leave me
Or I will leave them
Adding more sorrow and misery
To an already miserable life.
Probably life is waiting for that dark night
After which there will be no sunshine

I have seen them leaving me one by one
My father, my grandfather,
My friends young and old and all
Who loved me and whom I loved
They lived, endured and left
With tears in eyes and desires unfulfilled
Hopes shattered and dreams unrealised
Behind their smile, I have seen their tears
Apathy and frustration
A life lived under the shadow of death.
I witnessed all these as a mute spectator
I often ask me
Is life a poignant tragedy

I ask me
Am I living for that pathetic reality?
The great departure
To leave the game when I am fully engrossed.
Life is less smile and more of tears
Happiness is a little breather
Where sorrow is one’s constant companion
Then why I am here
When nothing seems to be in my favour

Am I here
Is it because of some compulsion
An accident or something else
I do not know
I do not understand
Why so much suffering and planing in the present
For a future never in vision
When one does not know
Whether there is any tomorrow

I do not know
How I am rejoicing and
Relishing the present
Knowing well
I am heading towards a dead end
Beyond which there is only darkness.

What is that life
Where death looms large
One does not know
How and when it will come
In the grip of death
I strive for that nothing
Which keeps me going
In the midst of grief and agony
I breathe and live for nothing
I love and die for that nothing
Life is a journey from nothing to nothing

I know not
Why sometimes I feel
Life is God’s blessing
Captivating and worth living
I respect and adore it
Lose me in its spellbinding beauty
But sometimes I feel
If it is an accident and
I regret being here for nothing.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©

My Dreams


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



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@smrutiranjan 11.4.2018