Ground-Nuts - Poem by Rahman Henry
Be they raw or roasted,
once you unveil them
and put in the mouth
They are yummy.
You eat and think
Life is nothing but a collection of
billions and trillions of them
And still many of them need unveiling.
* Translated from Original (Bengali) into English by RAZIA SULTANA
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