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 some 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 planning 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
Amidst 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©

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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,

4 thoughts on “From nothing to nothing

  1. Amita Paul

    The poet has an amusing philosophical outlook which enables him to enjoy his life while at the same time holding it futile or even painful

  2. Parneet Jaggi

    A philosophical mind witnessing the binaries of life and death with a grave outlook. A wonderful metaphysical poem.


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