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Asif Andalib (27 November 1967 / Moez Monzil, Komlapur, Faridpur, Bangladesh)
Poems by Asif Andalib : 1 / 1337
A bed of thorn
Baby my life is like a bed of thorn
If I had a choice I would not be born.
Oh my love is like a bad heartache
It reminds me always what I lack.
Oh my eyes are like thirsty sand
No one gives me her tender hand.
Oh my nights are full of sleeplessness
Cause my everything is in a mess.
Asif Andalib
Submitted: Monday, September 26, 2011
Edited: Monday, October 31, 2011
Poems by Asif Andalib : 1 / 1337
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using few words, u described a lot about restlessness...brief & great poem...well done
It is a powerful write Andalif, but too melancholic in tone and spirit! ! Why don't you cast off your gloom and look for a New year of hope and cheer!
Beautiful expression of thoughts, sorrow musically expressed.
I have many poems written in these times of my life. They really are what make a man strong down the road. Cherish the creative energy that comes in times like these, and take out all of your pain in a constructive way.
really sir... we all miss that tender hand/ vanishing hand at some points of time, , , , , am i wrong? ? ? ?
Beautiful! I can well relate to this one :)
Wow again amazing and beautiful. Your good. I love it and enjoyed it.
Bed of thorns....ohhhhhhh! Must hurt a lot!
Are you OK?
i like asif nice poems thank you
I like this asif....
Beautiful write...