The anger fumed inside me,I kept silent
The rage made me feverish
I coiled my emotion
I’ve been taught , like a tree,
I should spread myself
Giving shade to everyone
Shouldn’t forget my roots
Never utter a word
When somebody plucks flowers
Or leaves just for fun.
My boughs should bear fruits.
~~~~~
I dreamt of a day
When my silence
Will speak for me,
”Victory,thy name is woman”
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Beautifully carved.. 🙂
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Thank you and thanks for dropping by..:-D
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the pleasure is all mine. 🙂
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প্রকৃতিবাদী কবিতা। এ কবিতা চিরজীবন সজিব থাকে। ধন্যবাদ কবি। চমৎকার কবিতার জন্য।
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অনেক ধন্যবাদ আপনাকেও…
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Normally, I don’t read poems or poetry..after reading Abhra’s blog I peeked into your blog and certainly impressed with the words you shared. Good job!
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Thanks Rajesh and a big thanks to Abhra for motivating you…:-D
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I have learned from a very bad experience that you should never coil your anger inside, the consequences can be disastrous
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I know..but it’s an experience every single woman has ever met with..:-(
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I am glad to tell you that ,I have nominated you for a Liebster Blog Award on my blog.:)
Please check out the following link & go through the rules & guidelines for accepting the award.:)
http://aficionadolog.blogspot.com/2013/11/my-second-liebster-this-weekdouble.html
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excellent
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Moniii .. Thy name is Porna :))
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Amazing read.. 🙂
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Really a great poem… amazing
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Power pack write up !
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Thank you
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Nice poem.. the comparison with a tree is very powerful. 🙂
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Thank you
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Crisp and wonderful ! loved reading it.!
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Thanks a lot
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Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant…..
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That is so Powerful Indeed.. 😀
Truth shared through Powerful Words and Even I do believe there will surely be a day where no woman will feel threatened… 😀
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So nice of you Harsha..
..and thanks again..
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Thoughtful and creative!
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Thanks
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