Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

1601. Nothing 6/12/2013
1602. Let Me Be A Native Again 5/31/2013
1603. Allegation 5/31/2013
1604. Wonder Thought 6/26/2013
1605. Wonder And Me 6/26/2013
1606. >≫Flight Of Thoughts 7/19/2013
1607. Wonder Organ 7/25/2013
1608. A Few Pounds Of Reddish Clay 7/24/2013
1609. Emptiness 7/1/2013
1610. No Top No Bottom 7/14/2013
1611. >≫≫Love - A Nest Of A Bird And A Bug 10/30/2013
1612. >≫Love Is Like A Rubber Band 11/3/2013
1613. >≫≫Impoverished We Become When We Only Receive 11/9/2013
1614. >≫≫Poetry And Other Arts 11/17/2013
1615. >≫≫In The Garden Of Love 11/20/2013
1616. >≫≫Honesty Of A Thief 11/25/2013
1617. >≫≫My Pleasure 12/29/2013
1618. >≫≫Deeds And Words 2/14/2014
1619. >≫The Blunder Of My Life 10/8/2013
1620. Static Earth 9/20/2013
1621. >≫≫≫The Cat 9/25/2013
1622. >≫≫The Coin 10/26/2013
1623. Unbelieveable 10/13/2013
1624. >≫For A Poem Only 10/22/2013
1625. >≫Thorn Within 10/20/2013
1626. Quality Measurement 9/15/2013
1627. Sweet Sadness 9/15/2013
1628. Male Mother 9/18/2013
1629. All Glory To Patience 9/6/2013
1630. Peace Iii 10/8/2014
1631. <≪ Poet 7/17/2014
1632. <≪≪ Poetry 4/21/2015
1633. >≫Faith 9/23/2013
1634. >≫≫William Blake The Scientist Of Art 11/20/2013
1635. Quatrain On Pain And Love 5/30/2012
1636. Sunshine (Haiku) 8/11/2012
1637. Mirror (New) 5/30/2013
1638. Prose Poet 8/17/2013
1639. Rainbow -The Beauty Of Life 4/4/2012
1640. I Am A Human Being 5/21/2012
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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Dole Out Dull

You talk to me too much-
From hell and heaven to cricket match.
Still I find you a squib damp dump.
The gray matter remains nimble numb.

Poet to poet, poetry to poetry
You praise and praise.
Fragile domestic docile humble gullible-
No question learn to raise.

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