Abdul Wahab


>>>The Roads I Killed


As many deaths of my life
I caused many deaths, too,
To the roads I chose to travel

I bent one and twisted the other
With these rough hands so badly
That they died immediately without air
When I was travelling as an adolescent,

The next one I chose to travel
was straight and smooth
when I was a grown up man
but out of wounds it died too
as it got too many pot holes
by force of my foot heels.

The last one I left stranded to die
With all the lousy dark corners
As I stupidly broke all the street lights
When I travelled it as an aged man.

As I do not wait for any trains any more
Rather trains wait for me
So I do not, now, see any road to travel
But I wait the roads to travel for me

I do not care any one, either two or three
As they will all meet in one
And I am sure I will travel for free

Submitted: Sunday, May 19, 2013
Edited: Thursday, November 14, 2013

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  • Rookie - 17 Points R. H. Peat (5/19/2013 12:34:00 PM)

    there is a truth that something cannot give rise to nothing. Even nothing has a price to pay in emotional currency.

    a poet friend
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