Difference - 2 (Octave) Poem by Muzahidul Reza

Difference - 2 (Octave)

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My hands grasp your hands
Your hands loose my hands,
To you, you are fortunate
When I am misfortunate,
To you, you shall win all
Where I will lose all,
To you, you shall enjoy all
When I will sacrifice all.

Copyright © Muzahidul Reza |07/17/2017

Monday, July 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: injustice
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 30 August 2017

Sacrifice! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Muzahidul Reza 17 July 2017

My hands grasp your hands Your hands loose my hands,

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Charaihatee; Mohangonj; Rajibpur.
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