Varied stages of growth & development
When you lost something.
You looked at my wrinckled face
And gave tongue to it.
As if he is complaing
that you didn't give your best
whereas ignored words of my motivation and encouragement.
You felt grieved.
How I make you understand that
it is all the fault of my wrinckled face.
As my pages of life turning fast wished to see you neve ever loser
plants that I remained watered
but get scared to think when my strength get sapped
How will you face the hardship.
S.M.Haque
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