Shame Poem by Ashirul Mondal
Shame
My childhood friend Amit
came to my home after six years.
He was fat and unfit.
He looked like a pregnant woman.
At dinner table my only little son asked him,
Uncle! ‘Are you a state government’s police? ’
No, but why?
Because, the fitness of your body like them.
©Ashirul Mondal
Monday, November 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: realistic
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