Treasure Island

Abdul Wahab


Sign and Symbol


Sign is more direct
Too much indirect is symbol
But both indicate and help us to communicate
So, once symbol wrote to sign
But sign made out of it, nothing

You are a most unfortunate
And I am the worse owner of fate
How can I tell you anything direct?

Read my eyes
Look at my heart
They both tell you something indirectly
And that is also in a nut shell
How can I tell you anything direct?

Submitted: Saturday, July 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (7/27/2013 10:25:00 AM)

    Beautiful write...Read my eyes, Look at my heart.....They both telling you indirectly...its not possible for everyone to read or each may read in different way.Good write. (Report) Reply

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