By your wall falling lots of garbages
Neither you cleanse nor you use,
The garbages stir by every wind
Dusts and bad smell spread,
Dusts and bad smell cannot touch you
As surrounded by wall stay you,
So you do not take any step
You only stay in your pomp.
Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | 10/17/2017
By your wall falling lots of garbages Neither you cleanse nor you use, The garbages stir by every wind Dusts and bad smell spread, Dusts and bad smell cannot touch you As surrounded by wall stay you, So you do not take any step You only stay in your pomp.
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I would like to translate this poem
Very nice.superb