A Look-347 Poem by Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

A Look-347

A LOOK-347

Your Smile

Nothing touches me
as deeply as your smile.
It pierces the soul,
intoxicates,
and lifts me to the paradise of love—
a place where nothing exists
but a pair of beautiful eyes
and quivering lips,
whispering me away from agony and distress
urging me to stay with them
forgetting the world where I live

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
3.7.2025
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