Burn All These 'Old Age Homes' - Poem by Md. Asadullah
Burn all these 'Old age homes.'
Standing like Satan's domes.
Shamelessness resides in them.
Helplessness resides in them.
Recall their childhood days.
When they were small and gay.
Whenever they puked or peed.
Parents fullfilled all their needs.
Now when parents are in need.
They show selfishness and greed.
Such offsprings are disgrace.
I want to spit, bring their face.
Comments about Burn All These 'Old Age Homes' by Md. Asadullah
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You