Poetry from Wazed Abdullah

Young South Asian boy with short black hair and a light blue collared shirt.
Wazed Abdullah

Sorrows of Losing Mother
In quiet dark night, her voice is gone, 
I miss her where she once stood strong. 
Tears fall in the light, 
Sadness feels like the dark night. 
Memories bring a deep pain, 
Love stays though hearts feel the strain. 
In dreams, her smile brings peace again.

Wazed Abdullah is a student of grade nine in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *