Something I Look At-357 Poem by Smrui Ranjan Mohanty

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-357
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Know not
what to do?
My idiot heart does not listen to me.
It never sees where I am,
where you are

It neither lets me sleep nor lets me remain awake.
It puts me in a stage
where I become someone else

Know not
how to answer your ' why'
coz I do not have an answer to my unwanted inquisitiveness.
Know not as to how and when I became a leftover cigarette in the ashtray

I try to convince myself
I am a nobody and a nobody
has no right to become somebody.
But my idiot heart never listens and weaves dreams which can never be realised

I can not move away from you,
can not move away from your cheers and tears till my heart beats
I know I have to burn inside the ashtray till I become a handful of ashes.
That is destiny and I have to live with it

Be sure
I do not ask anything for myself
My love is for your happiness,
only for your happiness

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
21.9.2024
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