SOMETHING I LOOK AT-457
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
You Flow in Me
You flow in me
like a dancing rivulet,
touching my shore,
touching each of my cells,
nourishing them, fulfilling them,
and completing them in your own way.
I flow with your flow,
move to its rhythm and rhyme.
When you cease to flow,
time stops for a while—
I forget who I am,
whether dead or still breathing.
When I first saw your shadow,
it became the pivot,
my be-all and end-all,
around which I revolved,
forgetting my destiny,
my identity, my reality.
I talk to your shadow,
fall in love with it,
tell it the story of my life—
sad and poignant.
It listens to me
with a teardrop glistening in its eyes.
It caresses my wounds, deep and wide,
tells me in a soft voice,
"Do not worry, I have come.
I will take care of your tears,
your shattered dreams and battered past—
my love, let them be mine.
forever mine "
And in that quiet moment,
I feel whole again—
as if love itself has come to heal,
to flow once more through my veins and arteries,
like you in me.
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
27.10.2025
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