Servitude
Seventeen years have passed,
Past 6205 days of pain and death,
Still death is mischief to play
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Servitude and attitude along the line. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A brilliant poem about the course of servitude in man's life, what is life? As the poem tells you, life is not only years of joy and laughter, but also years of heavy pains. You have versatility in your poems. Well thought and created. A 10++++++++++++++++ Vote. Thank you for sharing.
take care of ur health compose poetry well u r not reading now says ur not well tc pal pg
I am intrigued that Prabir is as good a 'negative and cynical' poet as an uplifting and romantic one. Being able to deal both these hands through poetry makes him seem all that much more genuine to me. Strange and intriguing that somebody who can be so uplifting and inspirational can create traumatic poetry like this- enlightening in respects to the complexity of life. And I like that he does not force only optimistic positivity upon anybody.
Great tribute comment dear friend..thanks from the bottom of my heart.
Seventeen years have passed, Past 6205 days of pain and death, Still death is mischief to play hide and seek,