The Chaste Land! Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

The Chaste Land!



The land of ours is not W A S T E anymore,
As is considered by T.S. Eliot,
It has turned into a C H A S T E one,
Such is my dream, my idle thought!

No corruption I see!
No injustice of any sort,
All is well as in a utopia,
All is there to support!

My dream is terribly broken,
Like a glass right then!

Thursday, May 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: justice
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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