i am a beggar of yours

I am a beggar of yours
standing on your door
begging, asking, O please open this door

my veil spread out for alms,
arms widespread begging,
standing i gaze
eyes connected to your doors
now you will open and come look at me
will come and tell me something sweet
ears restless for your sound
on your songs we feast

me, insane, standing at your steps
renouncing the world and its rules
not alone but no one stands beside me too

all eyes stare at me, accusing
asking without asking
what is it that i am doing
questioning eyes, are they my own


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