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.