A Half-Finished River Poem by Rahman Henry

A Half-Finished River

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Nothing to write in poem or in prose
I return towards childhood
And see a grasshopper sits on
The hand of a revers clock

Nothing to say or talk with
I go to a dumb barber
His scissors speaks alone
Closer to my ears

Nothing to read or study
I gaze on calender
Days, months, years...
A bird flies away to disappear

A half-finished river flows in solitude

Saturday, December 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: detachment,lifestyle,loneliness,nature,river,solitude
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Farzana Shumi 16 December 2015

Nothing to read or study I gaze on calender Days, months, years... A bird flies away to disappear A half-finished river flows in solitude

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Wild Horse 13 December 2015

A half-finished river flows in solitude....

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Rahman Henry

Rahman Henry

Natore, Bangladesh.
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