The Three Stages Poem by Muzahidul Reza
The Three Stages
When you saw me first
I was a playful child of eight,
You caressed me much
Prayed for me such,
When you saw me second
I was a man of mid,
You talked me about life
Its survival process and strife,
And when you saw me last
I was on dying bed,
You were crying
At you I was looking.
Muzahidul Reza
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The Three Stages a wonderful poem full of emotion and real facts of life, thank you rof it
Poem written in a quatrain of three stanzas. Good use of rhyme. Sylva.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Woderful imageries are inserted in this poem which have made the poem extraordinary piece of poetry, thank you for the poem,10