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Poetical Comity
They say, “You are poor”
I say, “I’m poor“
They say, “The scarcity prevails in your house and body”
They say, “You are sick man and patient of abnormality”
They say, “You are dead”
I say, “Yes, I’m dead”
Scarcity in my house and body
Because I have no poetry
I’m sick and patient of abnormality
Because prescription of a true poet is free
I’m dead, a living corpse
Because without poetic wisdom life is anarchy
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
31/10/2022
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Mahtab Bangalee
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