Map Poem by R. Amin
Map
Today X will be hanged
Before noon
He told us same.
As a baby will take birth
He leased a land from landlord
At a evening
Mustard plot remembers him.
Noon has been passed
X has gone to the station
At cottage
Awaiting X's love, hungry & pregnant
Combating with sun each other
Fiber has been burnt
Reflecting tear and golden leave.
Y is smiling.
-R.Amin
Bangladesh
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