Lovely Darkness Poem by Abdul Wahab
Lovely Darkness
Day by day the beauty of darkness
all around multiplies and blooms
into a flower of treasure by which I fill
my trove at the time when I hate to see
the day light and love to pass my time
under spell of bitter rapture and swim
with delight when, without sound I weep
in ecstasy I recall your cold face when I see
emptiness engulfs me and nothing I get to fill my void
but this lovely darkness and your shrug silently to ruminate.
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I agree, there is depth to this poem. Quite beautiful and yet sad. Very good.
When nothing fills the void there surely will be emptiness. A great verse. One must read deep to find the true meaning of your write. super!
Innocent is being ditched and criminals, flatterer, treachery a dark fruit laden tree people love them as the day pass so the darkness increases it will be upto the dusk when light will lost then all will wait for the new sunshine nice poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I agree, there is depth to this poem. Quite beautiful and yet sad. Very good.