Dear God I Am In Your Loving Scar
by MAHTAB BANGALEE
They give a wide-wide berth
Alone I live in Your longer sight
See me- wandering I am beggarly
Your widened loves scar me fairly
I requested You to put in a word for me
But was undecided at all I in ascot free
Did I let the grass grow under my feet?
Did I really go back on my promise?