Abdul Wahab

>≫≫Cause Of Dissatisfaction - Poem by Abdul Wahab

It is not bounded with any high wall
Nor has it any warden or superintendent
No restrictions do I have on my movement
But it works for me like a jail
I eat, I sleep
And when I get tempted
I walk through the curl of lips
Run through the span of hips
I get relief
But I could not come out of it
I am chained in routine work

Let alone satisfaction
I am frustrated with the incensing demand
As if they have no limitation
And the burden to fulfil them
Falls upon my limited body

No mystery
No wonder I reveal
My folly lies
Instead of paying attention to the unlimited mind
which is the cause, the source of my dissatisfaction
Too much I rely upon my body.

Comments about >≫≫Cause Of Dissatisfaction by Abdul Wahab

  • Gold Star - 10,120 Points Heather Wilkins (11/29/2013 9:04:00 PM)

    Our minds can take us any place any time we want to be there. a 10+ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 26, 2013

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