Treasure Island

Imtiaz Emon

(Bangladesh)

Life In Newspaper


Some life stop their life on newspaper.
some life loss their life on newspaper.
loss their life like a photograph.
Loss their life in a column of newspaper.
Loss their life in the lightening photo of star.
Speech of false leader.
Profile of high profile cader.
Photo of dustbin child.
Fulfil the newspaper.
Now life,
Now love,
Addvertisement of peace,
or humanity.
Everything u found here.
Now life loss his life in newspaper.

Submitted: Saturday, December 10, 2011
Edited: Saturday, December 10, 2011
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  • Dave Walker (12/10/2011 5:05:00 AM)

    A good poem, i really liked it. A fantastic write.
    May i invite you to read my new poem called,
    Justice Of The External Mind. (Report) Reply

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