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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 atunispoetry.com, our poetry archive, GloMag etc., Poem hunter.com, Destiny poets, Different truths, YouTube.com.etc Website-smrutiweb.wordpress.com

Nothing in between

A LOOK AT LIFE-104
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

NOTHING IN BETWEEN YOU AND ME

Bubbles of air we are
What separates you and me
Are the layers outer
Our selfish wills
Ego and jealousy
Craving for a better life
Acquisitive instinct
Luxury and necessities
Which never allow us to come out
Keep us deep inside the bubble
Get over these
Remove that outer layer
Which separates you from the rest
See! how beautiful life is

What separates you and me
Except for our love and hatred
Sorrow and happiness
Get over these
In no time
I will be you and you will be me

What separates you and me
Only passion and expectations
Greed and hypocrisy
Get over these
Life will be a journey divine

What separates you and me
Except for pairs of opposites
Get over these
There will be no difference
Between mine and thine

What separates you and me
Except for false vanity,
A desire to excel and go-ahead,
A struggle for identity
Get over these
Life will be poetry sublime

What separates you and me
Except for our make belief identity
Possessive individuality
Get over these
Bright sunshine will let
The outer layers wither
What remains is consciousness pure
And we will be one and same
Moving in timeless time.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©
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Man

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-32
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

He is a man doing many roles and
so many persons he is,
a son, a father, a brother,
husband and what not.
Doing justice to all the roles is
what he needs

Full of masculine virility,
he toils hard and fights against all odds
to make his family happy,
conquers the whole world for the woman
he loves, the kids he rears
and the family he bears,
but without a bit of feminine tenderness
how incomplete he is?

Under sun and shower, he works,
reduces himself to a beast of burden,
never after his own comfort,
gives everything he has to those
he thinks him own,
can live and die for the woman he loves,
the ability of him few can question,
still, fewer can question his
commitment and purpose,
but questionable is his attitude towards life
and the woman he interacts with,
questionable is the way he looks at his woman,
the lady of his life.
Man is no man until and unless
he finds the woman in him
or else how solitary and poor he is

copyright@smrutiranjan 9.3.2017

Venomous snake

A LOOK AT LIFE -100
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

 VENOMOUS SNAKE

Amidst smile and tears
Ifs and buts
Swings life
A tug of war
Between mind and conscience

Sometimes shade
Sometimes light
Sometimes hope
Sometimes despair
But life is not either
Moves on its own
Leaving aside
Your moments of happiness and sorrow

Life is beautiful
But how transient is its beauty
How fleeting the scenario
You just don’t know how will be your tomorrow
Without knowing what is in store
You weave dreams and plan for years
Knowing well
The moment next may not be yours
Without brooding over yesterday and
Thinking about tomorrow
Live in the present
Which is all yours
Life is nothing but the moment at hand
Live it with all your heart

Life is an encounter
With a venomous snake
Charming and captivating
It keeps you spellbound
Keeps you at a fix
Never let you know
How it will react next?

Life is no mathematics
It knows no law
It never differentiates
Between young and old, rich and poor
Defies all calculation
But life is life
Despite its uncertainty
Is worth living
To be loved and lived
With dreams and passion
Irrespective of the outcome.

Life is poignantly beautiful
Parting from the ones you loved
Things you called your own
Things you relished over the years
How sad and pathetic
The final departure
That unknown lane
Very few enjoy dying
Know not whether it is the best
Or worst part of life

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
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Be with me

A LOOK AT LIFE-97
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MIHANTY

        BE WITH ME

You have seen the world
So also I
You have travelled a lot
Dined and wined
So also I
I matched your steps in every field
Be it in air, water or on earth
People recognise us from a distance
We have nothing to prove
Our success is our trademark

I have so much to share
The same may be with you
Now there is the much-needed leisure
We have been looking forward to since long
Let us for a change sit together for a while
Share our feelings
And look at each other
The way we used to
When I was your sweet bride
And you are my handsome bridegroom

What are you looking at?
My eyes, cheeks, neck and skin
Yes I have grown old
So also you
We are struggling to keep us young
By hiding ourselves in heavy makeup
But our wrinkles tell the real story
Our mirror says we are not the same
As we were long before

Do you remember
When I last told you
I love you and you reciprocated
It must be long since
We are staying under one roof
But we have not met since years
Whenever we met, we met in parties
As strangers

Can you recollect
How our kids smiled and started walking
For the first time
Their first nursery rhyme
Progress report and parent teacher’s meeting
Their petty wishes and trifling demands
How they grew up and developed
Socialising with faces
Which are not their father’s and mother’s
You have hardly seen their childhood
These moments will never come
You have missed them forever

We never lived
We missed our life
Our life is the story of our success
Parade of ego and nothing else
We have lost all those beautiful moments
Which could have been ours

I don’t want to go outside
No more I am hungry for success
I want you by my side
Let the ‘I’ merge in you and ‘you’ in me
What remains is we
Our tears and smile
I have enough tasted that saltless curry
People call success
You are my world
And I am your love.
Let us celebrate life
Be with me
I will be with you
Right in front
For the rest of life
Enjoying every bit of it,
Listening to its symphony
Relishing the moments
And be with its ebb and tide

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©

Waiting for something to happen

SOMETHING I LOOK AT -73
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Long since
waiting for something to happen
someone to come
the pleasure of waiting
he knows who waits
and i have been waiting for you
since the day we met when
mind stopped roaming, breath
and beats halted for a while and
time forever remained standstill

Nothing is as pleasing as waiting
it keeps me enraptured and enthralled
binds me with you and your memory
it brings me face to face
with the heaven of my dreams
and makes each moment of life
so captivating and enduring
hardly i get time to look at me

You moved ahead but
i am where i was long back
in the lap of your memory
having nothing to do with the present
i look back
where lies my life and its beauty
those few encounters and
the moments i had
just enough to see me through
the days and years ahead

Let there be no end to my waiting
i live and breathe in it
and drench me with all your colours
let me wait for you till eternity
wait for something
which was probably not mine
i can not deprive me of those
priceless feelings that keep me going
and lure me to live a life anticipating
something to happen
someone to come and take care of me

copyright@smrutiranjan 27.3.2018

Waiting for a better tomorrow

A LOOK AT LIFE-96
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

WAITING FOR A BETTER TOMORROW

You are the soldier
You are the general
The battle is yours
So also victory and defeat
Means and end
The end is to come out of
The unacceptable present
With the coronavirus searching for
Human flesh In streets and lanes
The end is a better tomorrow
When the fear of coronavirus will be no more
The means is to stay home
Reduce your needs to the minimum
Live with whatever available
And never cry for more

Forget not
Our system has limits
If we stretch it beyond
It will collapse
When the system will collapse
We will be nowhere
It is our sacred duty to see that
Our system does not come under stress
Let us be with our system
Whatever may be the situation
Listen to its voice
For the sake of ourselves, our state,
Country and humanity
We have to stay inside

When survival is at stake
Nothing, absolutely nothing matters
You are to remain alive and let others
If you love yourself, love your family
Your father, mother and grandfather
And the world around
Never go outside, be with your loved ones
Let the coronavirus
Starve In our lonely streets
Struggle for its survival in deserted lanes
And die without getting human cells to prey
We can live with
A minimum of food and other amenities
But we will not allow coronavirus to feed on us
We can not meekly surrender
To a virus
We are made for bigger things
With the victory and defeat
In our hands
Let us stay inside and patiently wait
For that glorious tomorrow
When we will come out from our quarantine
And self-imposed exile
An exile from all that mattered till now
To bask under the golden sun

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©

Thy will is my will

A LOOK AT LIFE-93
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

THY WILL IS MY WILL

I believe in God
Neither I am afraid of life
Nor I am afraid of death
In both, I see the will of my Lord

Neither I see the sun
Nor the shower
It is He who is born
It is He who dies
It is He who lives
Enjoys and endures

He is Krishna
He is Arjun, Aswathama
Sakuni and Duryodhan
He lives in a thousand bodies
He is everywhere
In whatever I see and perceive
And what lies beyond
My vision and perception
It is His game
He knows how to play it
Why should I worry?

Happiness is His
So also the sorrow
Why so much of fear?
So much of anxiety?
So much of possessiveness?
When I am not the doer
The doer is someone else
The drama is His
He knows how to enact it
Why should I bother,?

When I come close to my real nature
I feel
I am He and He is me
The big void, the cosmic consciousness
Neither there is life nor death
Only consciousness unfolding
A parade, from eternity to eternity
And I myself
The actor, spectator and director
Beyond me, nothing exists
Absolutely nothing

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
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You are in me

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 appreciate the limitations
with which we look at each other
and my dear! that is what love is
always for the one, you love
you are in me
i am in you
living each moment for the other
my love! this is our love
do we need anything more?

copyright@smrutiranjan 9.3.2018

I repent

A LOOK AT LIFE-91
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

    I REPENT

My father!
Sometimes I feel
You are not with me
You are somewhere else
Sometimes I feel
You are not my father
You are someone else
Is it because
You don not love me
The way I love you?
Is it because
I ate the forbidden fruit
Deviated from the path?
Is it because I acted contrary to your will?
Many a time I erred
Many a time I did something
Which my conscience never approved
Many a time I repented
Many a time I apologized
But committed the same mistake again and again
Many a time I cried
Many a time I indulged in the same game
Knowing well that I am committing a mistake
My father! I have made a complete
Mess of my independence
Neither I deserve nor wish to be independent
Don’t make me independent again
I do not know how to carry myself
Get over my instincts and passions
I don’t need anything that takes me
Miles away from my life and love
My Lord! don’t leave my hand
I am in between the devil and deep sea
You may not forgive me
But don’t go away from me
If you go away
How shall I live and why shall I live?
Who else other than you can drag me out
Of the spell of your maya.
My father! I do not know
What is my role in the cosmic drama of Yours
Let your gift, my life on earth
Be nothing but a garland of your wishes
I know not
For what I am here
Let nothing but thy wish be reflected
In my action and inaction,
Thoughts, words and deeds
I need nothing
Have no desire to be a Udhab
A Sanat Kumar or Sudama
Just make me specks of dust at your feet
Bless me to surrender
The way Draupadi surrendered at your feet
Love you the way Gopis loved you
Throw me wherever you wish
Heaven or hell does not matter
It is thy wish I respect by all means
I am not bothered where I am
But never let my mind waver even for a minute
Let it be always at your lotus feet

Smrurti Ranjan Mohanty©
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I am in love

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-110
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

    I AM IN LOVE 

to know love
i fell in love with you
before i could know
what love is all about
i melted and lost me in you

what remained is not i and you
but we, a single entity
a single pair of eyes
that sees nothing but you and me
largely blind to the world outside
a single heart that never differentiates
i from you and the identification is so complete
i feel as if i am you and you are me
nothing in between

i am your feminine tenderness
you are my masculine virility
i am your flute
you are my melodious tune
I am the oyster
you are the perl inside
i am your eyes
you are my vision
i am your ears
you are the symphony of life
i am a physical body
you are the consciousness within

a single soul we are
that never desires salvation
but thousands of birth on this earth
to come here again and again
to fall in love and lose each other in the
the beauty of love and and move ahead on the path of ceaseless mirth, bliss, joy and romance

if that is love
i am in love my love
and i will be in love with you forever
here and hereafter

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©2019