Those You - A Conceit Poem by Muzahidul Reza

I am afraid of those hands will kill me Will cut me Will tear me In your hands made artificial hell Beside your so called prayer hall. ..... tragic in fact and pathetic

Poet, it is a really great poem, Those You cared and now murder, so pathetic in tone,10

I am afraid of those hands will kill me Will cut me Will tear me In your hands made artificial hell Beside your so called prayer hall. extraordinary write 1`0

I am afraid of those hands will kill me Will cut me Will tear me In your hands made artificial hell Beside your so called prayer hall. touching poem shared,10

I am afraid of those hands will kill me Will cut me Will tear me In your hands made artificial hell Beside your so called prayer hall.

Those You are noway good but ever worst,10

I am afraid of those hands will kill me Will cut me Will tear me In your hands made artificial hell Beside your so called prayer hall. extraordinary one

Why are those now keeping me far? Torturing me more Throwing me to your hands made fire, I don't know where to go Leaving my homeland printed my toe; greatly done

Yours own hands once loved me Cared of me Fed me Took me walking to ever green path In life I found a great rath; great done

Those You did well again doing ill, wonderful poem,10