Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

1201. The Destitute Night 5/23/2013
1202. The Detachment I Desire 9/1/2013
1203. The Dog In Me 5/20/2012
1204. The Drop Which Makes You To Wonder 8/24/2013
1205. The End 5/22/2013
1206. The Enemy Within 5/25/2013
1207. The Eventful Night 6/4/2013
1208. The Experience Of Bottom 4/29/2013
1209. The Flight Of Our Thought 5/27/2013
1210. The Flower Of Wounds 6/9/2013
1211. The Force Which Kills You 5/24/2013
1212. The Globe 4/10/2013
1213. The Hazy Picture! 3/22/2012
1214. The Height Of Stupidity 1/31/2013
1215. The High Hill 6/16/2013
1216. The Insane King! 5/2/2012
1217. The Joy Of New 5/14/2013
1218. The Key Of Her Secrets 5/11/2013
1219. The Killing Moment 5/12/2012
1220. The Laugh Of The Dolorous 2/24/2012
1221. The Legendary Untold 2/7/2012
1222. The Light Of Hope 5/3/2013
1223. The Light Of Sorrow 7/20/2013
1224. The Lines Of Average 10/15/2013
1225. The Lough Of Dolorous Ii 7/4/2013
1226. The Love Of Bottom For The Top 5/15/2013
1227. The Love Of Flying 3/22/2012
1228. The Meaning Of A Lie Is Nothing 6/24/2013
1229. The Mind Of A Boss And A Subordinate 5/30/2013
1230. The Moon, The Bride 5/16/2013
1231. The Odd Sound 11/23/2012
1232. The Pang Of The Middle Class 7/13/2013
1233. The Poverty Crone (A Short Poem) 3/20/2012
1234. The Psyche Of My Beloved 5/15/2012
1235. The Puzzling Phenomenon 5/14/2013
1236. The Reason And The Anti-Reason 12/16/2011
1237. The Result Of My Searching 5/5/2012
1238. The Revenge Of Love 3/15/2012
1239. The Road 11/28/2012
1240. The Road I Take 11/28/2012
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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Palm Fibre

May the hands of Abu Lahab be ruined
He will lose all whatever he gained
He will be in the flaming fire,
So, his wife the fuel carrier,
Around her neck a twisted cord of palm fibre.

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