Abdul Wahab


Fatherly Love - Poem by Abdul Wahab

Your face
rubbing my chest
with ice
out side
and In side
the heart
runs
a soothing
firing
love.
your smile
is a balm
on my hundred wounds
inflicted by the rough winds,
your naughty tits bits
is a bliss
in my life.
your appearance
ignites my eyes
with pleasure
and joy
as I win
all the battles
defeating all the defeats
turning all the struggles
into a stunning
sweet melodious victory.









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Comments about Fatherly Love by Abdul Wahab

  • Gold Star - 10,063 Points Heather Wilkins (6/1/2013 6:33:00 PM)

    a lovely poem about fatherly love. your appearance ignites my eyes with pleasure and joy as I win the battles. nice. (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,276 Points Shahzia Batool (6/2/2012 7:05:00 AM)

    your smile
    is a balm
    on my hundred wounds...

    beautiful...with pure emotions... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 2, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 8, 2013


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