My Ask Poem by Binod Bastola

My Ask



My Lord whom to thee?
Thy love whom to be?
Doth it matter to be?
Where the answer lies?
Beneath the flies of our cries?
My Lord- - urges by this author unknown,
Known my thou...
Where to free?
Really it matters to be?
Where to free?
Tied by these punctures of preach!
My Lord
Let me free!

Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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