Burning Blood Poem by Ershad Mazumder
Ershad Mazumder
Burning Blood
I burn my blood to compose a poetry
I am really angry and I want to kill myself
War has destroyed my sweet home
I see cowards laughing all around.
I am really angry with myself
I am helpless and can't express myself
War has destroyed everything of my life
I am now under the shelter of a tree.
All my poetry books are now on fire
Do you listen to their cry and screaming?
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4/20/2024 8:33:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
wars destroyed races, cultures and one day the humans in whole; if not for wielding pens catapulating powerful wordly bombshells. Great poetry. sathya narayana