Residential Area Poem by ferdous mahmud

Residential Area



Lucky ash, evil word
Water of field is flying in the sky.
Gossip is going on about this field.
This field is low, this field is of paddy nice,
Let call rainy season to produce rice.

Rainy day is started, low field didn't stay with low,
Reverse It was being high! You told, here would not be
growing paddy, would be edible root.

My white hairs fly in broken mirror.
I touch triangle Bangladesh with turn around the globe.
Say, starting is being before start, end after end
Once your Residential area was field of rice, nice- nice! !

Sunday, November 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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ferdous mahmud

ferdous mahmud

Barisal, Bangladesh
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