The City Gate Poem by Rahman Henry

The City Gate

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Three hundred and ninety six kilometers
I crossed to reach the city gate

That's the capital
The palace and the kings are there

The city gate seemed to be opened
But not actually

I had to be on my knee
And wait
Until the kings changed their masks

Saturday, October 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life,politics
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rahman Henry 11 October 2015

@Photon Roy I'm happy to see you reading this poem. Thanks and wisheS.

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Photon Roy 10 October 2015

The City Gate! I had to be on my knee And wait Until the kings changed their masks

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Natore, Bangladesh.
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