Abdul Wahab Poems

Singing takes me frequently
So I am found singing loud around
But i am not well trained
By my standard every one is a singer
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I stop telling people
I write
And i am a poet
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frequently we take
to singing
no matter if we are trained or not
that way
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Sometimes I wonder
What a strange thing it is that happened to my soul
It does not listen to me as a child does not to its mother
I talked to myself a bit yet I could not make it work
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I do not have a size normally a model does
Nor have I in my face two wonderful eyes
Yet people come to me in a surging wave to see a wonder
What I perform everyday on my stage
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I did a blunder
Shamelessly i confess
Once i indulged
In the illusions of hope
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Dear unknown
As you know we can't meet
Even can't write as we do not know
Each others' address
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No one can reach to each corner of this world
Yet I know each of you
I know the angel doing what now
I know the devil in him conspiring to kill whom and how
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The huge white boy Indian type
Staggered to me to tell arrogantly that
He has built his home three storied brick by brick
And as its owner he is proud of whereas till date i have none
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You may go vast like anything
But before you go like an ocean
And claim your depth
Illuminate your bottom first
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