This 3 sentence poem describes intense physical pain that leaves one feeling like they are on Mars with no air or protection from the sun's heat. A second 3 sentence poem then depicts a curse that has started as a small seed but has spread widely, exploding and cursing the human race with a riot.
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I Am On Mars
This 3 sentence poem describes intense physical pain that leaves one feeling like they are on Mars with no air or protection from the sun's heat. A second 3 sentence poem then depicts a curse that has started as a small seed but has spread widely, exploding and cursing the human race with a riot.
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Pain
Al-Amin Kabir Shohag
It feels like, I am on Mars No firmament, no air as such, The suns heat burns so fast No breath to death last.
Curse Al-Amin Kabir Shohag A chain reaction has started Started to its seed Spread as far and as big Exploded and indeed A riot is cursed On human breed