Monday, 9 February 2015

Poem:Beggar of what?

I am like a beggar
care free of any weather
on land of love
living on just left over
getting less and less sober
like a gypsy or perhaps like a rover
some  warmth from lover's hand
some buds from bride's garland
some words from a kind mouth
cozy wind from north or south
its agony, not a joke
not circus, not my cloak
this is enough in mentioned above
that I am on land of love
You are here as my Alcove!!!