Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

1081. Love My Freedom To Love You 4/5/2012
1082. Love Needs A New Style 5/14/2012
1083. Love -Unbound Pleasure 5/24/2012
1084. Love, War And Terror 6/13/2016
1085. Lovely Darkness 5/22/2013
1086. Lunatic 4/5/2015
1087. Ma '' In Bengali) 5/8/2016
1088. Madness (Haiku) 6/5/2013
1089. Magic Mirror 3/6/2016
1090. Magnetic Game 10/22/2012
1091. Male Mother 9/18/2013
1092. Man 6/7/2012
1093. Man In Disguise Of Your Friend (Persona Changed In This Poem) 7/9/2013
1094. Man Is Man 6/3/2013
1095. Man, You Are A Great Ungrateful! 4/8/2012
1096. Mankind's Unfortunate Fate 6/13/2016
1097. Marriage 12/15/2012
1098. Master Molester Of Truth 11/11/2012
1099. Master Plot 10/12/2013
1100. Maturity 7/10/2013
1101. Maya Angelou's Poem (A Senryu) 3/21/2012
1102. Me 8/1/2012
1103. Me (Senryu) 6/26/2013
1104. Me And My Success 7/3/2013
1105. Me In Your House 11/2/2012
1106. Me Myself And I 2/24/2017
1107. Me, Myself And I 2/26/2016
1108. Media Mongols 6/16/2016
1109. Meeting With Three 9/19/2012
1110. Melbourne Weather 8/5/2013
1111. Memories 8/22/2012
1112. Memories (New) 8/2/2013
1113. Memories (Two) 11/5/2012
1114. Mentality 6/21/2013
1115. Merchant Of Sadness 4/18/2016
1116. Mere Distance Can't Measure Closeness 3/15/2016
1117. Metaphor 5/31/2016
1118. Metaphoric Story 4/5/2015
1119. Military First 4/20/2015
1120. Mimosa 5/28/2013
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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>≫Adolescence

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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