The Real Bangladesh Poem by Rahman Henry
The Real Bangladesh
Rating: ★5.0
There are
Irrational minds
Unresponsive hearts
Blind eyes
Here
Nobody can hear anything
None can see
But I know
With the daggers of animosity and hatred
An apple is divided
A land
A nation
Into two
Cruelty falling
As darkening nights fall
No one can realize
No heart screams
Here
This is the real Bangladesh
Deep inside Bangladesh
Tuesday, November 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: bangla,mother land,reality
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4/23/2024 12:30:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
When your Motherland is divided, its heart-wrenching... I am sorry...
Thanks a lot, dear. Of course it's heart-wrenching but the fact is yet unseen and only it's clear when one can realize it....