Agony Poem by Chan Mongol

Agony



I opened the back door to smell the Spring
The Sun is shining and birds are singing!

I was sad but pretended glad
I lost potentiality, whatever I had!

Who wants to sit beside me
Who wants to listen my agony?

Wrong attention to a fraud bastard
Life will be spoiled, life will be hard!

Whoever financially harm and hurt you, forgive never
Could be a bastard son or daughter as perpetrator!

What is the definition of a cheater, blackmailer
Who with wrong upbringing to be devil and a danger?

Love shouldn't be poured to wrong people!
They will target to shoot you by pistol, rifle!

Tuesday, May 8, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: hurt
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Chan Mongol

Chan Mongol

East Bengal (Bangladesh)
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