A Youthful Thirst
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A Youthful Thirst

By Afrin Rahaman


Years ago when I used to be a child,

I ignored all injustice surrounding me.

I used to think this place is wild.

This is how the world is meant to be.


Now, I have passed my school.

In the first phase of my adulthood,

I feel, all this time I have been a fool!

This is not the way it should.





Whenever there is a wrong doing,

I feel like screaming the hell out.

To stop adjusting and wooing,

To destruct the world, I want to shout!


Is this normal in this phase?

Is this the bliss or curse of youth?

Whatever, I want this to go away, this craze,

Because nothing really changes this world, that’s the truth!


By Afrin Rahaman






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