Bangladesh: 2 Poem by Rahman Henry

Bangladesh: 2

Rating: 5.0


Our days and nights are brown and green
The sky brown and green
Landscape brown and green

The bay also brown and green roars restlessly
And throughout everything flows a red fluid

Our Savior holds secret daggers in hands—
Our dreams deceived, in soil depth
Still the day, Countless fresh skeletons
of our own people—

Saturday, July 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: bangladesh,reality,tyranny
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Subhas Chandra Chakra 23 July 2016

Our Savior holds secret daggers in hands— Our dreams deceived, in soil depth Still the day, Countless fresh skeletons of our own people— Really painful to feel this way. Thanks for the sharing of the lovely poem. 10+ for it. Subhas

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Rahman Henry

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Natore, Bangladesh.
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