Abdul Wahab Poems

Two opposite things
In a same box
At a same time
Is called paradox
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I imagine of a dream- land of my own
Above the surface are the hills of gold
Below my feet are the wells of gas and oil
On the road rolls many a piece of diamond
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I stop my finger
Under the world ‘’wonder’’
And spell its each letter
Like I peel a fruit
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To meet with me
From an unknown place
You send your scented image
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Once I had a lovely garden
But the seeds were of lack
So I forgot to express gratitude
Though the trees grew big and tall
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In life if you have to have dreams
Then dreamt a dream which makes you an owner of a hill
If dream brakes
And the hill slips out of your hand
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Beauty, where are you?
I search you everywhere
But you are here sitting comfortably
In this eye by which I see you
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I am a mother of four children
One out of four gives me lots of pain
At ease when I am at home
She comes at my door and asks
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We use strong detergent
To remove adamant strain
And make cloths look like new
But soft tears we shed
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Strange is the way
Of our love in behaving
With our most loved one
Yet we often practice
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