Ershad Mazumder

Rookie (March 8, / House 1, Road 23B, Gulshan 1, Dhaka 1212, Bangladesh(Now live in Dhaka permanently.))

Epitaph - Poem by Ershad Mazumder

When I put my nose
On your navel
Fragrance of your birth
spreads over my body.

I can not detach me
from your navel
I know I shall die oneday
on your navel
And you will compose
an epitaph for me

Remember,
I shall born again
from the womb of a woman
And shall compose
why God has created a woman.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 4, 2008



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