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A Naive Fawn

A prolific writer inspired by environment and insights. He writes poems and essays and articles.

A Naive Fawn


Then there was dawn
And indeed the night died
Perhaps I saw a lover fawn
That direly needed to hide

Did the ocean seem blue enough?
Or the forest was reasonably green?
Anything adequate to contain romance
The poor fawn had never seen

Yes, a tale of a foolish fawn
He had a face but cursed to four feet
I remember it was a pretty dawn
But love endured a terrible treat!

Relating yourself

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity.

— William Wordsworth

© 2021 Muhammad Mizanur Shuvra

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Muhammad Mizanur Shuvra (author) from Toronto on May 07, 2021:

Thanks :) I agree with you, fewer words and a nice rhythm. Thanks for the feedback!

Farah N Huq from Dhaka, Bangladesh on May 07, 2021:

Love this one. It has such a smooth flow to it. Looking forward to reading more of your poems. Stay blessed.

Muhammad Mizanur Shuvra (author) from Toronto on May 07, 2021:

Thank you very much for the inspiration. But more so for introducing me to this vast world of documenting creativity! Stay safe!

Farah N Huq from Dhaka, Bangladesh on May 07, 2021:

A beautiful poem! Stay blessed!

Muhammad Mizanur Shuvra (author) from Toronto on May 07, 2021:

Thank you very much for taking the time to read and express your feelings towards it. Appreciate your inspiring words :)

Misbah Sheikh from The World of Rebels. on May 06, 2021:

Beautifully written. I enjoyed reading it

Blessings

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