Dedication Poem by ritty patnaik

i loved her so much,
i am afraid, it will break
my golden dream
of my small world!

so i loved her
in silence of a prayer.
without hopes,
offered her my
shattered heart.

i looked at her,
not once,
but many times
like the artist,
looks at the sculpture,
from all angles,
working on stone.

i think of her so much,
that i cannot say,
with pen and paper.
i become a poet just for her.


i look for her
everywhere.
still i dont find her..
yet, she is in my heart
in my each living breath
she comes and goes.
and murmurs to me,
'tell me memory,
where do you stay.
tell me! !