Greeds Poem by Ershad Mazumder
Ershad Mazumder
Greeds
What do you have at your home?
Nothing, except some desires and greed
To sooth and comfort you.
Greed enters your home very silently
Finally it becomes your master
And you become slave of your own greed
Oneday it will drag you to an unknown grave.
excellent wordings, ershad...the beauty of this short poem lies in its presentation and stye... my ten for this
I very much like this kind of poems that start with a starle and end with a slash{slap} on conciousness, and what happens? Our senses wake up to see a new truth! Kudos Master.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 6:20:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The nature of greed is composed in a lucid manner.