Abdul Wahab

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I ardently requested you
To keep in touch with me with scented letters
Written with sweat and blood, contained with wishes and love
But you did not write as writing letters for you is very hard

So I called you through mobile as I wanted too to listen your voice
Fresh, Full of warmth and full of music, sweet
but I found it most of the time busy or switched off.

So I texted you messages through social networking sites
But you did give even likes
Is modern age losing love and life?

Submitted: Saturday, June 23, 2012
Edited: Saturday, June 23, 2012

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  • Heather Wilkins (5/28/2013 1:16:00 PM)

    In this modern day texting is the way to go. Letters are old fashioned now. But I still love to read the scented letters. great write (Report) Reply

  • Pheko Motaung (6/27/2012 8:46:00 AM)

    We long for the times when love was less expensive.Less about money.More about love from the the soul..... (Report) Reply

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