Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

1241. Plagiarist 6/9/2012
1242. Plagiarist (Two) 1/3/2013
1243. Pleasure For Searching 8/24/2013
1244. Pluck The Rose To Colour The Dreams 4/12/2012
1245. Poet 11/23/2012
1246. Poet (Ii) 5/8/2014
1247. Poetically Incorret Poem 7/9/2013
1248. Poetry Brawl 6/8/2016
1249. Poet's View On Fellow Poet 10/6/2013
1250. Poets, Oh! Poets Awake Awake And Face The World! 5/14/2012
1251. Point Of Balance 3/4/2016
1252. Politics 1/1/2013
1253. Politics Of Poets 5/25/2013
1254. Politics@2 1/1/2017
1255. Pond 1/7/2013
1256. Poor Words 1/6/2013
1257. Possibility 11/23/2012
1258. Poverty 8/22/2013
1259. Poverty And Poverty 4/25/2016
1260. Poverty Crone (A Haiku) 3/21/2012
1261. Power Hungry Creatures 5/17/2016
1262. Prayer 4/5/2012
1263. Pregnant Heart 5/20/2012
1264. Preservation 4/16/2016
1265. Pride 4/29/2016
1266. Pride And Fall 5/28/2016
1267. Problem 10/23/2012
1268. Procession 7/2/2013
1269. Proggramed Poems! 4/6/2012
1270. Promise And Promise 5/17/2016
1271. Prose Poet 8/17/2013
1272. Psalm 129 5/15/2016
1273. Pubescene 9/27/2012
1274. Puff Hard The Love 4/5/2012
1275. Punchy 5/12/2013
1276. Purpose Is The By-Product Of Greediness 6/17/2016
1277. Quality Measurement 9/15/2013
1278. Quality Or Jealousy? 10/17/2013
1279. Quantity Versus Quality 4/30/2016
1280. Quatrain 5/30/2012
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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