Strange Poem by Abdul Wahab

Strange

Rating: 5.0


Swimming down the road in the deep dark in search of
Something of my life suddenly surfacing out at the top of
The surface from me within inside looking out at me
A thing of very strange ……………………………….


It is neither in static nor in motion
It is in commonly uncommon condition.

It is not showing me the truth but it is surely not the lie
It doesn't allow me to live; it doesn't allow me to die,
It never became my own though it never left me alone
It is definitely not my enemy or foe but not becoming my friend.
Though it never loves to love me but it hates to hate
It is not the dark but never gives me the light
It is in a strange color not in common black, blue and white.


It is not the impossible but it does not have the possibility,
It is not an unreal but unable to come in reality,
It is not the ugly but embodied with the true beauty,
It is not in vacuum but filled with quantity and quality
It never blocks me but never shows me the path
It never quenches but always increases my thirst.
It is not the shadow of the light though it refuses to glow
It never remains the same but it does not change,
What is it? It must be nothing but purely strange.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aditi Khandelwal 22 March 2012

What is it really? This is strange but in a good way... Every line of the poem has two completely opposite Parts... that is what makes the poem so purely strange in a beautiful way! Aditi

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Roong S 13 July 2012

What is it? I'm curious..you have written so well, you have taken me with you all along the maze!

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Pheko Motaung 25 March 2012

Your poems Abdul Wahab....deeply philosophic they are.Very insightful they'll always be.Influential they are to me.Thanks for it all

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Ekaterina M. Polischuk 24 March 2012

wonderful philosophical poem! i like it very much....

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Wahab Abdul 24 March 2012

The strange gust of feelings which lies in the subconscious mind, it seldom got the form of a concrete thought and the mind never remains in vacuum , so is the condition of the mind, a condition of strangeness..................... ..................................................................................................................................................................................................... none can avoid this strange condition of the mind, it is impossible to any one.

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 23 March 2012

It never allows me to live; it never allows me to die, It is not showing me the truth but it is surely not the lie.. over come strange things, it is nothing to do with any thing

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