Fallen On The Hedge Poem by Khairul Ahsan

Fallen On The Hedge



The old lies on the bosom of the young,
A temporary shelter;
Before being swept away by a breeze
Or being broomed off by the gardener.

Life is a cycle of green-grey-green,
Everywhere around we can see this scene.

Dhaka
16 September 2022
(While walking around the Baridhara DOHS Pond.)

Fallen On The Hedge
Saturday, September 17, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: green,september
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