Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

761. Get Your Mentality Checked 10/2/2013
762. Gift From The West 12/11/2012
763. Gift Of The Day 10/9/2012
764. Give Me Pain 6/12/2012
765. Give What You Are In Dire Need (Tanka) 8/2/2013
766. Global Poetry 8/3/2012
767. Goats 6/15/2012
768. God 7/5/2012
769. Going For Anti-Logic 6/4/2013
770. Going Through Stupidity 3/18/2016
771. Gold Is Yellow 6/2/2013
772. Golden Line 1/3/2013
773. Good Deeds And Pray 6/4/2013
774. Good News Bad News 3/1/2016
775. Grand Son Of Love 6/25/2013
776. Great And Humble Begining 5/30/2013
777. Green In The Eye 4/3/2012
778. Haggard Hawk 8/15/2013
779. Haiku (5/7/5) 7/17/2013
780. Half Lie 6/2/2013
781. Half Of A Loaf 5/26/2013
782. Halloween Stories 5/21/2013
783. Handfull Of Air Is The Soul 4/5/2012
784. Hang Me Or Marry Me 2/29/2016
785. Harder Is The Hit, Stronger I Bounce Back 10/6/2013
786. Hate Works But Love Does Not 4/28/2012
787. Have I Lost The Meaning Of Life Without My Love? 7/17/2013
788. Having A Bun On The Oven 6/2/2012
789. Hawk (Less Than 17 Syllables) 8/25/2013
790. Head And Mind 5/30/2013
791. Heart 1/11/2013
792. Heart (New) 5/30/2013
793. Heart In Thousand Colours 4/4/2012
794. Heart Over Mind 8/6/2013
795. Hell And Paradise 12/13/2015
796. Hell Fire 10/19/2012
797. Herd 1/1/2013
798. Hey Clown, Meet With Me 5/19/2012
799. Hey Communal! 12/14/2012
800. Hey Prabhu (Bengali) 12/12/2014
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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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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