I thought that you'd change yourself on God's grace.
It's you who proved me wrong with unfairness.
For ten days we were friends to each other
And like true friends we talked to each other.
When I appreciated your poetry,
To read their verses some poets requested me
And few sent request to me to be friend
But you said, 'Why have you stolen my friend? '
I said, ' Who can steal friend as it's God's gift? '
I realized, 'You can't be friend; you're a witch.'
Being blocked, you continued insulting me.
On my success you suffer from envy.
Now you are very much afraid of me
As I do know your fake identity.
By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
Copyrights@November01,2014.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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