Ashirul Mondal

Freshman - 598 Points (25/03/1993 / India)

Shame - Poem by Ashirul Mondal

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

Topic(s) of this poem: realistic

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 9, 2015

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