Ill-Fate Poem by Mahmoodul Haque Sayed

Ill-Fate



As many times as I try to decorate my life
some unexpected storms overturn;
overturn the whole world of mine.
I become helpless in a short time:
it would seem that I am dancing like a doll
in the hands of my fate time and again.

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Mahmoodul Haque Sayed

Mahmoodul Haque Sayed

Chittagong, Bangladesh
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