Abdul Wahab


***storm (Popular Poetry) - Poem by Abdul Wahab

Open your third eye and see
A violent storm in the deep sea
Over turning the ships of impure
Rushing in madly towards the shore

Out of fear I beg pardon of the wrong
I have done for my gain
With tearful eyes I count the dots
On the prizes which I have won

That storm has gripped me
The fight has begun
Over the good and bad
Between virtue and sin

The ship is capsized in the deep sea
Waiting with bated breath
Come and spread your hand
to rescue me.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Storm (I keep it simple to make it popular, however suggestions are invited)

Comments about ***storm (Popular Poetry) by Abdul Wahab

  • Gold Star - 9,895 Points Heather Wilkins (11/6/2012 12:52:00 PM)

    great look at the storm. However the aftermath is the worst of all of it. The damage left behind is tremendous. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 29, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 14, 2013


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