A Look -352 Poem by Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

A LOOK - 352

With your smile,
nothing can compare—
not even the wealth and grace
of the entire universe.

When you smile,
nectar drips from your lips,
sustaining the hearts and souls
of the defeated—
those resigned to fate,
with no means
and no meaning to live.

To me,
it is life-breath—
the anchor of my being,
the reason
I am still alive.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
12.7.2025
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