Ershad Mazumder

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

Hope 1 - Poem by Ershad Mazumder

Life is not living
It is dead
It is hope
that keeps a life
living.
Brains are working
because there are hopes
when you say
you are living
that means
hopes are still there.

We are all dead
Only our hopes are alive.

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Comments about Hope 1 by Ershad Mazumder

  • Tanya Stanford (10/4/2008 9:43:00 AM)

    This is so true and truly well put. Well done. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 4, 2008



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