binod bastola


Till The Last Blood - Poem by binod bastola

bold and blunt enough to be
dont need guts of balls to be
bold and blunt enough to be
Mind in your mind
Mind your own crime
Speaks your heart out
express your mind loud
be gentle in crowd
but not let those herd of mentally
let your voice drown
float in your owness
be honest what you are
let your bold and blunt
sounds of your rattle
let them feel
you are a hunter
not the herd of this useless battle
you fight your own battle
like a Knight's who dont fear to fights his own life
Whether he is in the death trap of life
pride and proud
he breath this last breath
without any fear from his enemy trap
till the last blood he remain in his skin of life
who he is


Comments about Till The Last Blood by binod bastola

  • Gold Star - 32,519 Points Gajanan Mishra (7/24/2014 10:46:00 PM)

    death trap of life, good writing, thanks, , (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 24, 2014


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