poet Imran Islam

Imran Islam

The Mango Thief

Who has forbidden to eat stolen things?
I wanted to take some mangoes
when I was looking for a baby bird
Oh my God, what is this?
I suddenly became sweaty
after hearing your grandfather's voice!

No, no, raw mangoes are too sour
I'll pick them up as they ripen later.
Yet, will I go empty handed?
So I'd take just one piece!

Ah, it was midday
and the summer sun was burning on skins
I looked back twice alone
And I climbed the mango tree up in silence
Oh gosh, how scared was I!

When I was going to grab
a bunch of raw mangoes
Uh, who knew before that
crazy black bees would bite me!

Oh dad, something happened there
Mommy, I fell down and my two teeth havebroken!
This is the punishment for the mango theft!
The legs are not going straight
and my right hand has broken too!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 21, 2020

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  • Mahtab BangaleeMahtab Bangalee (10/21/2020 10:18:00 PM)

    This is the punishment for the mango theft!
    The legs are not going straight
    and my right hand has broken too! .......nice poem; I enjoyed the theme

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