How I Took His Words Poem by Pijush Biswas

How I Took His Words



While I was walking down the road
Could see a talkative man sitting on timber
I had asked him to speak broad
And his face turned amber.

For he was muttering unfashionably
But quite liable to be anyone's prey
He was not wise, even in mind not so holy
So his advise, unwanted, seemed to be grey.

Friday, June 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: talking
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Pijush Biswas

Pijush Biswas

Srirampur, Nadia, West Bengal, India
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