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My Pleasure

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English Poetry

Born at Another’s  will,

Born of another’s pleasure;

So let me live,

For another’s pleasure.

Thus when I die,

Though at Another’s will;

It shall be,

For my pleasure.

Kusum

4 Comments

  1. Vishvnand says:

    A reality so brilliantly expressed
    “Let Thine, not mine be done”
    For entirely to Thine my pleasure is surrendered & aligned
    And in what is destined is indeed my pleasures abound.

    Liked immensely
    Hearty Kudos

  2. medhini says:

    Yes. Everything for others
    & everything by others. Lovely.

  3. Hi Kusum ,
    A capsule of a poem, so full of wisdom and comprehension . That death can be a willed pleasure, is so subtly introduced . Great !
    sarala

  4. sonal goswami says:

    loved the lines and the interpretation…:) 🙂

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