Drought has come in the ploughing fields
Disaster has come to the matured nature
Drone of hate has deflowered the love envelope
No words bloom now in the garden of hazardous mind
Thief of hypocrisy takes birth in the veins of inhumane unkind
Yet I smile in the world of all acceptance
Smiling to me a blooming heart on mouth
02.05.2020 Chattogram
Dear friend Mr. Bangalee people often show true colours This is the age of dancing, living, loving for money But not for love or humanity. We have become Aliens in our own land....nice that you Bear all of these with smile I hail thee for having Such a wonderful Heart!
Drone of hate! ! ! ! Yet i smile. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
What......? ? ? ? ? has deflowered your love envelope? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? w/o ur con-scent MB OF BD
Thanks you are now changing in attire and attitude poetically all life changes as CHANGE ALONE IS THE ONE CONSTANT MB OF BD
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem with a befitting title! Thanks for sharing....10++++