Abdul Wahab

>≫≫Unknown - Poem by Abdul Wahab

All the unknowns
Floating in the air

Like the tiny drops
of vapour,

unable to bear
the pain of the darkness

the early morning wind
out of colossal grief

becomes numb
thick and cold

after collecting them
one by one

together then
it drops

in the form of
diamond dew

on the sharp blades
of green grass

reflecting rays
in thousand colours

making fun out of your
glistering ignorance

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 2, 2013

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