Something I Look At-468 Poem by Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-468
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Till my last breath,
my love will remain the same—
pure and unalloyed,
without even an iota of hypocrisy in it.

Even my silences return to you like tired birds finding their nest.

Love is beyond circumstances,
beyond birth and death,
beyond time and space.
It lingers like fragrance in the air
even after the loved ones are gone.

And somewhere along the way,
love quietly turns into prayer.

You may not understand it.
Maybe you have never truly been in love.
You may have touched its surface,
but never drowned in its depth.
The deeper you enter love,
the more you forget yourself
until you begin to live in the other person.

You may not understand me,
my contradictions and helplessness.
You may not understand this longing.
When one soul embraces another soul, the longing is
totally at a different level,
the ache reaches a place
where words can no longer follow.
It is difficult to understand
unless one has lived through such love.

I never expect you to fully understand me
or the sorrow I silently carry within.
But my love for you is complete.
That is why I seek nothing from you
except your happiness,
except a serene smile upon your lips.

If ever life becomes heavy,
remember—someone once loved you beyond himself.

No tsunami can wash this love away,
no earthquake can shake it.
It is only yours,
and it will remain yours
even after I am gone.

Till my last breath,
my love will remain the same

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
21.5.2026
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