Waiting For Eternity Poem by ritty patnaik

when you went back
to the cosmic house of yours,
you promised a quick return,
whenever and whereever,
i call you, you will come.

i thought of calling you
many times, but stopped midway,
because, there is no place,
good enough for you.

my eyes goes over and over
the plateauof flowers
which we dreamt of
.the butterfly garden.
the colour still freash, in mind,
like a early morning dew.

'
i am still waiting
for your return
with the eyes glued
to the time of your arrival
which will be same day...any day.
and still i will wait for you, even
if it has to be
eternity