Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

681. My World (In Bengali) 1/4/2015
682. After Hundred Years From Today 1/17/2015
683. >≫ The Seed Of Love (Bengali) 12/5/2014
684. >Right Of A Dead Man 12/7/2014
685. What I Have Written Till Date, Ash! 3/10/2015
686. In The Belly Of Love 3/14/2015
687. >>>দুঃখের অট্টহাসি 3/18/2015
688. Work, কাজ 3/27/2015
689. >≫ Yet It Seems To Me (In Bngali) 3/27/2015
690. এ ভুল কোন ভুল নয় 3/28/2015
691. Blessing (Bengali) 4/1/2015
692. শুধু একবার বল 4/3/2015
693. Lunatic 4/5/2015
694. Metaphoric Story 4/5/2015
695. প্রার্থনা 4/6/2015
696. The Age Of This Poet 4/6/2015
697. <≪≪Friendship 4/6/2015
698. দরজাহীন ঘর 4/9/2015
699. হিংসায় পশুদের থেকে মানুষেই অগ্রণী 4/12/2015
700. এমন কথা 4/14/2015
701. Freedom Of Women 4/16/2015
702. 4/18/2015
703. I Am Not A Tree, Backward 4/18/2015
704. 4/18/2015
705. A Natural Phenomenon 4/18/2015
706. Freedom Of Womenii 4/18/2015
707. Nothing Is Greater Than Man 4/19/2015
708. Dumb Poet 4/19/2015
709. Are You Thiking Like This? 4/19/2015
710. What I Wanted To Listen 4/19/2015
711. If You Was Like Me 4/19/2015
712. Military First 4/20/2015
713. Mlitary First 4/20/2015
714. Muslims Are More Indian Than Brahmins 12/13/2015
715. The Wining Of A Losing Ground 12/13/2015
716. Hell And Paradise 12/13/2015
717. A Pang I Suffer 12/13/2015
718. The Wet Carpet 12/13/2015
719. Aids 12/13/2015
720. The Poem That Has Not Been Completed Yet 2/21/2016
Best Poem of Abdul Wahab

>≫≫I Want To Die

Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I
No more i like to add them, so, I want to die
And I want to become a holy ghost
Whom the people would like the most.
Like the retreating soldiers I like to come back
To my own permanent and eternal home
You may call it a suicide or martyrdom.

In my real home I see the news
Coming from the lipstick coated lips
In the television of my molten death
People are sobbing with a heavy breath.
The atmosphere is heavy and they feel the pain
This thrills me and gives a feeling of gain.

The only son of my ...

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A lot of praise and admiration I got when I was full of innocence
Now, I am under crook clumsy seductive adolescence.
Keeping head straight, running life difficult a lot
Sensing the senses makes me a bewildered pot.
Unknown pricks me, the soul is heavy and restless
The world appearing suffocated ruthless.
Sentiment creeps in, around hard blowing the wind.
I do not know how to cool and keep quiet my mind.

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