Treasure Island

Abdul Wahab


***Mind your Indulgence (popular poetry)


Before the game
Is the preparation

After the game
Is the prize ceremony

Do you dare to claim to be a player
Without playing?

The word is a stage
Life is a game
Those are the very old sayings

Do not sit with me
Face to face

Slough your idleness
Mind your useless indulgence

All around
The taste of sweet breeze

The sun
Love and warmth from the east

Birds
Buzzing, chirping left their nest

Bees are busy
Singing the song of diligence

Angelic flowers
Open their petals intoxicating smell

Open your eyes
The day is exotic and very bright

Go to the field
Best of the best wishes
Be the player of the day.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Edited: Monday, May 20, 2013

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