A LOOK AT LIFE-166
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
When ego speaks,
The world around silently withers away.
With it drifts the beauty of life—its grace, its freshness—
All those finer things
That make one's journey here
A path to bliss and divinity.
When selfishness and jealousy come in between,
What remains is not friendship,
But a calculated device for mutual benefit.
Friendship is much more—
It is living for the other, without condition.
When ill feelings and hatred take the front seat,
You become an island unto yourself,
With none near but your inflated ego,
Which misguides you to hell of a life.
Your false vanity
Never lets you emerge
From the well to bask in golden sunshine.
Love ceases to be love
When it becomes too demanding.
It cannot survive the scorching summer
Or the biting winter chill.
The petals of love wilt
When ego toys with it.
Love loses its fragrance and sublimity
When it is not truly for the loved one
Very few understand
The charm and glory of life.
Most let negative emotions
Wreak havoc on its harmony.
Life is a delicate musical marvel—
Play it soft
If you wish to make the best of it.
Else, you will be left
Listening to its harsh cacophony
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
25.6.2025
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