Something I Look At-469 Poem by Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-469
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

You have travelled far and wide,
dined, wined and seduced
wherever your fortune carried you.

Your eyes have seen,
your ears have listened,
your senses have
felt, enjoyed and endured
the glitter and burden of life.

But what about yourself?

Have you truly enjoyed anything?
Have you truly seen anything?
Have you truly heard anything?
Have you travelled anywhere at all,
or has your whole life been
a restless pursuit of something unnamed?

And somewhere between applause and loneliness,
you quietly lost the road leading back to yourself.

If you have not travelled within,
not heard the sound of eternity,
not seen the hidden symmetry of life there,
you remain where you were
on the day of your birth.

For the longest journey begins
when a man sits alone
and dares to meet his own soul.

Despite your riches,
you remain among the poorest of the poor,
standing beside the same stagnant pool
all through your life.

Neither did you travel anywhere,
nor did you truly learn anything.

Unless there is a craving to know
who you are,
where you came from,
and why you are here,
life becomes another silent waste
carried away by time.

And after all the roads you crossed,
the unanswered self still waits within you.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
22.5.2026
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