Abdul Wahab Night Poems

Silver mid- night moon
At the window with som- spoon
Oh! Her touch a boon!
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Driving away
the coldness I wrap

the darkness of the night
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Since then I have got maturity
I am accused of living in fantasy
This time it is you around whom
My imagination goes round and round
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Long ago the sun has gone
Leaving a lingering reflection red
In shame the moon hides her face
Behind the cloak of darkness, all the
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No connection I find between earthquake and rain
Yet she shakes and cries for the deeds I did last night
At a restaurant I took a plate of fried rice
And two pieces of boneless fish
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If moon were like sun
And has its own light
What do you think?
At night how would we sleep?
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Crazy is the holy name of the book
I had read last night, paper backed
And very slimmed priced about dollars fifty three
Published and written by none other than this cherubic me
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No connection I find between earthquake and rain
Yet she shakes and cries for the deeds I did last night
At a restaurant I took a plate of fried rice
and two pieces of boneless fish
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You must be too curious to know
Where you had been before you are born
With the same intensity of enthusiasm
You wish not to be remained unaware
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In the fight of love
Broken all the bangles
In my hands
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