I, The Mask Poem by Khondoker Shajahan Raj

I, The Mask



I, the Bengali poet, Raj-
Captured in the arrogant garage,
Be surrounded with the windy quarter howl
Linnet searching face, mind, everywhere crawl
Rootless-earthbound-human minds tear apart,
Leaving the body down but uplifting the heart.

Friday, November 23, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: howl,leaving,uplifting
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Highly inspired by W.B.Yeats
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