Thrown Into Dust Poem by Aftab Alam
Thrown Into Dust
First phase of my life,
When I remember,
Found grabbing,
For self and others,
When all grown up,
They got home,
I lost home,
End of second phase,
Third phase of life
I lost so called family,
Oh! Life is so disgusting to me,
I suffered with dispersion,
Thrown into dust,
Now I am changing my untidy clothing,
Going to take bathe,
I will start the anonymous life,
For them,
They hate..
yes the irony of life is such that the very people for whom we build leave us dstitute if not physically then emotionally which is more painful......
The hardships of life is beautifully stated in the poem and liked it.
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4/26/2024 4:33:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
true brother the time may clothing us in warm may clowning us in hard but at the end of day you should take your warm bath and start it again at your own path / thanks your truth is shaking. And good luck bro and may Allah bless you