This Man Poem by Maniraguha Ferdinand

This Man



This man who pulls my legs whenever I climb
This man who block the road when I pass
The man whose talks when I am gone
The man I fear the most

This man whose accusations never cease
This man who sees only when I fail
The man who knows none else is able
The man is scaring

I don't fear my fate because I knew it before
I don't fear accusations, my deeds are there
I worry the day his chair is broken
I fear his end!

Saturday, September 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: humanity
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 24 September 2016

Beautiful and truth, I fear the end..

1 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success