Ershad Mazumder

Rookie (March 8, / House 1, Road 23B, Gulshan 1, Dhaka 1212, Bangladesh(Now live in Dhaka permanently.))

Greeds - Poem by Ershad Mazumder

What do you have at your home?
Nothing, except some desires and greed
To sooth and comfort you.

Greed enters your home very silently
Finally it becomes your master
And you become slave of your own greed
Oneday it will drag you to an unknown grave.

Comments about Greeds by Ershad Mazumder

  • Ashraful Musaddeq (8/28/2008 12:07:00 PM)

    The nature of greed is composed in a lucid manner. (Report) Reply

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  • (7/18/2008 12:36:00 AM)

    excellent wordings, ershad...the beauty of this short poem lies in its presentation and stye... my ten for this (Report) Reply

  • Sathyanarayana M V S (7/18/2008 12:21:00 AM)

    I very much like this kind of poems that start with a starle and end with a slash{slap} on conciousness, and what happens? Our senses wake up to see a new truth! Kudos Master. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 17, 2008

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