Rahman Henry

Gold Star - 38,857 Points (14 January 1970 / Natore, Bangladesh.)

The Stone - Poem by Rahman Henry

I grew up
Under the shed of a stone
Lovely, silent or laconic,
The stone, gradully turns blue.

Of silence, of blues,
Of hidden tear, an ocean in solid form;

The she-stone, once alive,
Now dissolving into the mother earth.

Topic(s) of this poem: earth, life and death, mother, parenthood

Form: Free Verse

Comments about The Stone by Rahman Henry

  • (11/29/2015 4:11:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem on mother; an excellent tribute.... (Report) Reply

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  • (11/13/2015 6:23:00 AM)

    I am really surprised to read the poem. How wonderful the presentation is.... Although it is a poem for mother.... (Report) Reply

  • (11/7/2015 10:15:00 PM)

    The mother, the death of a mother, the memories of a mother.... wonderful poem, my dear poet! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 7, 2015

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