Rahman Henry

Gold Star - 34,831 Points (14 January 1970 / Natore, Bangladesh.)

We Are Exile - Poem by Rahman Henry

Ages after ages
There are some treaties
Unwritten, villages speak ill of cities
And cities speak ill of villages

Deaf and dumb we are
The poets and writers
We've no status, no profile
In our own lands, we are exile!

Topic(s) of this poem: exile

Form: Blues Poem


Comments about We Are Exile by Rahman Henry

  • Sanjib Purohit (11/9/2015 2:33:00 AM)


    The poets and writers
    We've no status, no profile
    In our own lands, we are exile!
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  • Sanjib Purohit (11/8/2015 6:18:00 AM)


    In our own lands, we are exile............. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 8, 2015



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