A Look -386 Poem by Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

A LOOK - 386

Everyone is poor
in one way or another,
yet rich in their own way,
in their own sphere.

Let us cherish
each other's poverty and affluence,
like twin sisters—
both incomplete,
each searching for the other.

Never cry,
never exult;
we are all the same.
Nothing to mourn,
nothing to cheer,
nothing to rise for,
nothing to sink with.

For we are but
two sides of the same being,
turning endlessly
in the hands of time,
dancing to its rhythm.

And in that rhythm,
we find our oneness.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©
India
21.8.2025
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