gajanan mishra

Gold Star - 36,896 Points (3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Getting Lost - Poem by gajanan mishra

I am getting lost
In this place called Puri
Before your Grand view
O my dear O my Love
I am getting lost
In this place called Puri
I am really enjoying
Here the sweet sunrise
And the sunset
I am getting lost
In this place called Puri
Known as your Kheshtra and Dhama
I am not able to describe
My feeling in words in my poetry
Excuse me, O my dear
I am getting lost
In this place called Puri.
All roads lead to Puri
I know Puri is a place of pilgrimage
Of tourist interest
Some took it as a place of leisure trip
I am deeply moved by the temperate climate
And golden sea beach here
I know You are staying here
And calling me day and night.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 17, 2013



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