My End

Poem By Bichitra Anand

I possess whatever virtues
Offered on your feet
Tearing my heart.
Emptying all my proprietary
Freeing me from all lassoes
Waited, waited a long for you
Till the end
But, could I be yours?

Comments about My End

A big unsolved question all around.Nicely asked.
Mysticism running through the poem remains pivotal in the poem. Thanks for sharing, Anand ji.
You are not free from his bond.I think it links to your life to end.


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