Treasure Island

Abdul Wahab


Water-less Clay


Man is proud of clay
But least bothers about water
There has been no human progress
We all behave like medieval man
The difference is only
The places have interchanged
The same might is right
Still rules the world
The tongue and tricks
Of the water-less clay
Has developed only a sharp edge
The arms which were blunt
Now becomes sharp and sophisticated

Submitted: Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

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  • Tribhawan Kaul (9/14/2013 11:56:00 PM)

    Nothing has infact changed except the ways and means to achieve one's goals. A good poem. (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (9/10/2013 9:45:00 PM)

    so nice of you while reading Larkin's poem water came in my mind but that was about to form a religion water nice bhai thank you for he love and ease you gave to me (Report) Reply

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