Ershad Mazumder

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

That Virgin Girl - Poem by Ershad Mazumder

That young virgin girl
With her budding breasts
Came to me running
When I was enjoying
beauty of pregnant crops.

She embraced me
And said,
I shall follow you
When you harvest crops.

Its now a harvest season
I am in my cropland
I look around her
Harvest season is going to over
I could not harvest
Because she was not
with me.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 3, 2008

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