Treasure Island

Abdul Wahab


Keys Of Convenience


Do not show your palm
To a person who can not read the lines
Do not open your heart
Whose job is to play a game
Do not give your poem
To people who can not write even a quatrain
But become experts in throwing words
In a chat or at a tea stall
But when asked
To say something in black and white
Then they go completely to be an idiot.

Submitted: Monday, September 30, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 02, 2013

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