Blues Poem by Md. Asadullah

Blues



Cut me with tongue, be rude to me.
Look down on with disdain.
Be as blunt as you can be.
Let the words be severe.
Let it be as stern as it can be.
Aim and throw them like stones
Or like arrow it should flee.
Do all these again and again.
My Silence will be my shield;
And my smile will hide my pain.

Sunday, October 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: blues
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