Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

1. The Holy Hymn 12/16/2011
2. Dole Out Dull 12/16/2011
3. Who Says The World Is Vast? 12/16/2011
4. The Legendary Untold 2/7/2012
5. The Laugh Of The Dolorous 2/24/2012
6. O My God! 3/1/2012
7. O My God ! (Ii) 3/2/2012
8. Whom To Love (I) 3/6/2012
9. Whom To Love. (Ii) 3/6/2012
10. What Have I Lost? 3/10/2012
11. Roaring 3/11/2012
12. Death Is Not The End (A Haiku) 3/19/2012
13. Oh! My Darling Dream (A Haiku) 3/19/2012
14. Love Is The Nectar (A Haiku) 3/19/2012
15. How Much How Long Pain! (A Haiku) 3/20/2012
16. Till I Feel To Till I Faint! (An Alternative Haiku) 3/20/2012
17. The Loser Crow High Above Cry! (A Haiku) 3/20/2012
18. What A Life! Wonderfully Silly! (A Haiku) 3/20/2012
19. The Wild Bee (A Haiku) 3/20/2012
20. The Full Bright Moon (A Haiku) 3/20/2012
21. Silver Mid-Night Moon (A Haiku) 3/20/2012
22. The Poverty Crone (A Short Poem) 3/20/2012
23. Poverty Crone (A Haiku) 3/21/2012
24. The Love Of Flying 3/22/2012
25. The Hazy Picture! 3/22/2012
26. Beggar Of Love 3/24/2012
27. Strange Feeling 3/23/2012
28. Love Is At Threat 3/25/2012
29. Lonely Markets And Empty Streets 3/25/2012
30. The Blood Of The Poor 3/30/2012
31. Where Sin Multiplies 3/30/2012
32. Design 3/31/2012
33. Shedding 4/1/2012
34. Mistake 4/1/2012
35. Stupidity 3/27/2012
36. The Belief To Believe 4/1/2012
37. Hidden Value (Two Senryus) 4/2/2012
38. There Is No Belief 4/2/2012
39. Let Me Believe In You 4/2/2012
40. Green In The Eye 4/3/2012
Best Poem of Abdul Wahab

>≫A True Friend

When the burden of life is
too much

as the rain
to the cloud

and you are so tuckered out
that you can't bear

any more
the weight and pressure

your legs are dead
you feel burned out

and out of coldness
you condense and freeze

though you try hard
to conceal

but the wind knows all
and tells


different stories
with hundred photographs

real and genuine
through your

beautiful and bright eyes
only a true friend knows

how to read
and what goes inside your ...

Read the full of >≫A True Friend

Dole Out Dull

You talk to me too much-
From hell and heaven to cricket match.
Still I find you a squib damp dump.
The gray matter remains nimble numb.

Poet to poet, poetry to poetry
You praise and praise.
Fragile domestic docile humble gullible-
No question learn to raise.

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