Abdul Wahab Poems

My living self is a shadow of my past
Where I had seen many dead bodies
Of my dreams and hope
And my present is forced
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If endurance is a virtue
Well then

I take it as a lai
Wear it around my neck
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So many people have sung so many songs
On and from earth to heaven
but they have not sung me
I am the song
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O, dream, my dear dream
Take wings from me

And soar high,
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A silvery light
walked in silence with foot steps
the dazzle of beauty
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‘Bonga’ means’ beautiful’
You, the Aryans, turn it
Into an insulting world
‘ bangla’ means ‘ugly’
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A house
Without base
Can not be built

It is valueless, too
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Every prophet
in recorded history

in their childhood
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After hundreds
of years

from now on
when you are alone
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You never want to see in me the beauty
You see in the poem phenomenal woman
Though I do not hold like the face
Of the moon yet I am the most
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