Being Outspoken Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Being Outspoken



In my childhood,
I was so shy,
Like a touch-me-not!
Yet to shyness I did say goodbye!

I am quite candid now,
At times though not extrovert utterly,
Still inextrovert you may call me,
Much has time taught me!

As fury turns into a blessing rarely,
So is being candid in reality!

Thursday, January 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,talking
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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