Something I Look At-467 Poem by Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-467
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

I live within
I enjoy being with myself
Why should I come out and socialise in vain
when I have endless worlds
within my own domain

I am my best friend
I am my worst enemy too
I talk to myself in silence
and listen to my whispers through and through
Do I really need another hand
in this weary world of take and demand?

Sometimes in silence
by the window late at night,
I hear old wounds softly speak to my soul
when the room has withdrawn its light
I return to those forgotten paths
and let the ancient sorrows roll
I relish my past, however deep the scar,
for even broken memories shape who we are

Some memories burn gently
like embers refusing to depart
yet I gather their fading warmth
and hide it close to my heart

I am the seeker
I am the sought
Nothing, no one stands in between
I seek my felicity in my own sky
untouched, unheard, unseen
I am the cause, I am the effect
the reason my tears and smiles intersect

When I lose myself in the crowd's loud sea,
it is within that I return quietly to me.

Why should I wander outside again?
Does anyone truly understand my pain?
Can anyone read what my silences impart,
or understand the language of a bleeding heart?

Perhaps life's longest journey, as all hearts know,
is from the restless mind to the soul below
And I enjoy being me, calm and free,
living with myself
like a river meeting its own sea.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
9.5.2026
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