Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

1081. Magnetic Game 10/22/2012
1082. Male Mother 9/18/2013
1083. Man 6/7/2012
1084. Man In Disguise Of Your Friend (Persona Changed In This Poem) 7/9/2013
1085. Man Is Man 6/3/2013
1086. Man, You Are A Great Ungrateful! 4/8/2012
1087. Mankind's Unfortunate Fate 6/13/2016
1088. Marriage 12/15/2012
1089. Master Molester Of Truth 11/11/2012
1090. Master Plot 10/12/2013
1091. Maturity 7/10/2013
1092. Maya Angelou's Poem (A Senryu) 3/21/2012
1093. Me 8/1/2012
1094. Me (Senryu) 6/26/2013
1095. Me And My Success 7/3/2013
1096. Me In Your House 11/2/2012
1097. Me, Myself And I 2/26/2016
1098. Media Mongols 6/16/2016
1099. Meeting With Three 9/19/2012
1100. Melbourne Weather 8/5/2013
1101. Memories 8/22/2012
1102. Memories (New) 8/2/2013
1103. Memories (Two) 11/5/2012
1104. Mentality 6/21/2013
1105. Merchant Of Sadness 4/18/2016
1106. Mere Distance Can't Measure Closeness 3/15/2016
1107. Metaphor 5/31/2016
1108. Metaphoric Story 4/5/2015
1109. Military First 4/20/2015
1110. Mimosa 5/28/2013
1111. Mind 5/30/2013
1112. Mind And Intellect (Dickinson-Style) 7/10/2013
1113. Miniature 5/28/2012
1114. Miracle 5/19/2012
1115. Mirror 2/10/2012
1116. Mirror (Ii) 5/20/2012
1117. Mirror (New) 5/30/2013
1118. Mistake 4/1/2012
1119. Misty Morning 12/21/2012
1120. Misunderstanding 9/20/2012
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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With Buddha

I was with Gautama Buddha
Sitting side by side under a tree
I was upon a velvety cushion
And he on a piece of stone
Each one's legs were crossed
Heads up, spine straight right
He was in deep meditation
And I engrossed in writing
He wanted to be enlightened

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