Title:- MY WILL
After my death
Ransack my room
Forage each item.
That is disbanded,
Everywhere in my house.
Contribute my dreams
To all those girls
Between the prison of
The aim and the family.
Give all tears,
To all the poets
Every drip
Can birth a poem.
I vow.
My honour
Are for those girls,
Who deceive their body
To letter themselves.
My euphoria,
Comes from,
That Sufi
Who,
Deserting everything
Start off in search of God,
Giving up prejudice, avarice, anger and lies.
Poet:- Monalisa Parida.
