Empty Promise Poem by Masidur Rahaman
Empty Promise
They say promise is promised to be broken.
I am a proletarian.
I was promised big.
Words can hardly express.
I was drinking wine.
The goblet was etched with expensive jewels.
The vast ocean of rapture unfolded eternally.
I was posing for a photograph with a red rose in my hand.
A slight kick on my waist made my eyes open
To see that I was lying in the street.
I was day-dreaming.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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7/28/2025 2:28:40 AM # 1.0.0
A nice poem, Masidur. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks.