Treasure Island

Abdul Wahab


No Objection


I never mean
That I know everything
Though I am the father of the poem
The words were the fountain
And my mind was too thirsty
At that time the drops had dormant meaning
Now it sprouts out
The feeling has gone running
The slate of my inner- self is as clear as of you
Along with ten people I am a reader
And give you a different meaning
If you do not agree
Apply your intellect
I have nothing to quarrel upon.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013

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