>≫≫≫ Manipulative Success - Poem by Abdul Wahab
With the echoing thud
Of my falling failures
I make a tune
For the sweet songs
Composed upon stitching words
On the shore of my emotions
After gathering them like pebbles
I keep them with much care
In the volt of my chest
To play now and then to sooth my ears
As they are dearer to me than
Any manipulative success.
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