Forlorn Humanity Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

Forlorn Humanity

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Capitalist turns sole face toward the superpower
Rich are busy to increase status in cheering beer
Bourgeois cannot go to the lower and higher
Poor runs as meteor and becomes soul of bier

The treasure of mercy stays aside untouched
Scream of sinner falsely makes virtuous march
Failure groans on despondency dawn to dusk
In this world everyone lives in opportunist mask

Borrowed wailing survives everywhere in bogus pulse rate
For the luxury meditations the patience of time ruminate
Poor to capitalist- everyone lives in falcon sight of poor
For unknown ladder-power everywhere they run as unsure

Busy; busy everyone in the density of own business
Humanity is forlorn child in everyone's hearty press


- Chittagong, Bangladesh

Forlorn Humanity
Tuesday, January 23, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: humanism,inhumanity,disappointment
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Britte Ninad 09 August 2018

Absolute writing- humanity is forlorn here, there and everywhere because we have lacking of conscience and knowing ourselves.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 23 January 2018

Mahtab, such an interesting write...10+++

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