The Wicked In New Year Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE
The Wicked In New Year
every inch of we
the wicked old
shall be new
but in the new bottle of year
the dawn of hungry refugees shall be same
the noon of busy cheaters shall be same
the dusk of torn bags of beggars shall be same
the eve of back home middle class tears shall be same
the night of abusive poor conjugal couple shall be same
only the year count down
shall be new,
the dressing up, the make up
the note books, the cash and ledger books
the fake oath
shall be new
but in the heart of old one
the new but not new
very a few,
in this foggy dew
changing hue
the wicked old shall come sure!
-(12/30/2019 2: 45: 00 AM CTG, BD
Yes, in a way there is nothing new in a new year. I liked your expression 'but in the new bottle of year...' And why, there's nothing like a year, time is seamlessly continuous, man only makes artificial divisions
FOR FIRST TYPO READ TALE WHAT YOU SAID THEN READ MINE TAIL OF ALL UR FIENDS HOW MANY RATS COUNT EM
SHALL B E SAME IF U TOO IN THE NEW YEAR DON'T CHANGE MB OF BD hahahaah lol lol NOT A TAIL BUT CATCH UR FRIENDS BY THEIR TAIL LOL U WILL SEE WHAT RATTY FRIENDS HAVE THEE MB OF BD
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 12:53:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Cheaters all over the world! ! Wickedness, Mankind on earth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.