Truth Poem by Dr Bedadyuti Sahoo

I am a maiden sit in a garden
Dreaming my life to become a wife
My father is older he needs to strong my shoulder
Where is my lover? I think in sober
One day came made my nails with shame
Dressed my hair and went in a car
Purchased many designs and sat in the hymns
I saw him so handsome and liked like blossom
Day and night passed loving also distressed
Nothing is offering time is suffering
How Can I sustain? Thinking myself often
Pray god for maiden not to be a widen
Time passed worse dreaming was curse
Don't pray for passion, money and option
I am in right to be in light


Copyright @ Dr. Bedadyuti Sahoo Dt: 11.02.2020