I’m Slave To Myself

Poem By Khurshid Alam

I’m slave to myself.
I’m slave to my desire:
My desire is boundless.
I’m slave to my fantasy:
My fantasy is variant.

I’m slave to my needs:
My needs are large.
My slavish behaviour creeps upon me
To spoil me from the root.

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