Naked Life - Poem by Binod Bastola
looking at me closer and closer
Playing with the nakedness of my life. Smell of birth: smell of death,
Both in my body,
Naked me in my life.
Keep me in my nudity of my life O thee,
Make me feel alive from thy life O thee,
Give me thy shadow of wisdom; Nerve let my life to waste in wastage of worldly bribe.
Bless me with thy prayer- - let me walk on the path of thy;
Led me towards thy realm;
No war of warth...
My life is just a gift of thy,
My death is just a fate of mine...
All in between are my Karma:
Which are naked in my life.
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