Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

1. The Top Of The Hill And The Bottom Of The Ocean 4/7/2012
2. Forgetting 4/9/2012
3. Pluck The Rose To Colour The Dreams 4/12/2012
4. Perplexity 4/17/2012
5. My Cravings! 4/18/2012
6. Fire - The Love 4/27/2012
7. Pen And Paper 4/28/2012
8. I Don'T Afraid To Die After 5/1/2012
9. The World Is A Bewildering Big Box 5/2/2012
10. The Insane King! 5/2/2012
11. Now I Know What Is Wasting! 5/4/2012
12. Lethargy 5/4/2012
13. What The Psyche Envisages! 5/4/2012
14. I Am A Complete Mad Man 5/4/2012
15. The Result Of My Searching 5/5/2012
16. Lets Our Hearts Play. 5/5/2012
17. Why Do People Play With Blood ? 5/10/2012
18. What If-- 5/10/2012
19. I Need A Cave To Hide 5/12/2012
20. The Killing Moment 5/12/2012
21. The State Being Upset 5/12/2012
22. How Can You Sleep Like Sleeping? 5/13/2012
23. I Am Lying On The Pyre! 5/13/2012
24. Mother Is All The Best 5/13/2012
25. I Want To Make You Cry! 5/14/2012
26. Oh! Human, Learn 5/14/2012
27. Poets, Oh! Poets Awake Awake And Face The World! 5/14/2012
28. What A Pair Of Beautifull Lips! 5/14/2012
29. How Much Love Is Lost Tonight? 5/14/2012
30. Love Needs A New Style 5/14/2012
31. Do You Accept Me? 5/15/2012
32. Dullard's Diatribe 5/17/2012
33. Suicide 5/18/2012
34. I Am Going To Be Pickle 5/18/2012
35. I Suffer Too From Pain 5/18/2012
36. Hey Clown, Meet With Me 5/19/2012
37. Miracle 5/19/2012
38. With A Broken Heart Have I To Die! 5/15/2012
39. The Psyche Of My Beloved 5/15/2012
40. The Wish Of The Mortal 5/15/2012
Best Poem of Abdul Wahab

>≫≫I Want To Die

Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I
No more i like to add them, so, I want to die
And I want to become a holy ghost
Whom the people would like the most.
Like the retreating soldiers I like to come back
To my own permanent and eternal home
You may call it a suicide or martyrdom.

In my real home I see the news
Coming from the lipstick coated lips
In the television of my molten death
People are sobbing with a heavy breath.
The atmosphere is heavy and they feel the pain
This thrills me and gives a feeling of gain.


The only son of my ...

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>≫Adolescence

A lot of praise and admiration I got when I was full of innocence
Now, I am under crook clumsy seductive adolescence.
Keeping head straight, running life difficult a lot
Sensing the senses makes me a bewildered pot.
Unknown pricks me, the soul is heavy and restless
The world appearing suffocated ruthless.
Sentiment creeps in, around hard blowing the wind.
I do not know how to cool and keep quiet my mind.

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