Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

1281. Rainbow -The Beauty Of Life 4/4/2012
1282. Raindrops And Rays 2/25/2016
1283. Rainy Love 3/30/2016
1284. Ramadan 7/30/2012
1285. Rape 12/15/2012
1286. Rape (Two) 12/15/2012
1287. Rape And War 1/6/2013
1288. Rape Is Like Reckless Driving 6/8/2013
1289. Rather Be My Fire 6/19/2016
1290. Reactions 4/3/2012
1291. Real Destruction 6/1/2012
1292. Real Spirit 2/18/2013
1293. Real Storm 12/20/2012
1294. Reality 12/12/2014
1295. Reality And Appearence 6/7/2012
1296. Reality And Reality 3/25/2016
1297. Refinement And Refinement 6/8/2013
1298. Reflection 5/12/2016
1299. Religion 12/18/2012
1300. Repantance 3/25/2016
1301. Reservation 12/18/2012
1302. Reward And Punishment 9/14/2013
1303. Riddle 8/28/2012
1304. Riddle Poem 3/14/2016
1305. Ride On Time 9/8/2012
1306. Ring And Bell 4/9/2016
1307. Ringing Heart 11/7/2012
1308. Rise Along With Me Like The Morning Sun 3/19/2016
1309. Road 6/4/2016
1310. Roaring 3/11/2012
1311. Rock Star 8/26/2012
1312. Rock Star 2 (Flash Fiction) 10/10/2012
1313. Root 5/1/2016
1314. Root And Fruit 5/30/2013
1315. Rotten Cause Frozen Hard 9/8/2012
1316. Run, Man Run! 6/30/2013
1317. Sacrilege 5/17/2016
1318. Sad Song 3/5/2016
1319. Sage 6/15/2012
1320. Said In Metaphors 6/3/2013
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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