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THE POEM


It’s source of our thought
And for it, poet makes up his mind 
The poem is like a sweet fruit
That spread the scent, which hides.
 
Poem is a deep ocean, 
For those who can dive in it, with long breath,
There is plenty of knowledge's mine , 
For those who take it as a treasure of great worth.
 
I love it as a little tube-well 
How much pressed, we get water.
So, my friends I’ll tell you and mail 
Don’t forget the poem forever.
 
 
                        By: Md kamiruddin sk
 
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