Abdul Wahab

Gold Star - 20,827 Points [Northern Wind , Suriya , Suzlon , Ruhida]

Abdul Wahab Poems

201. What If I Kill You? 12/18/2012
202. Think Twice 12/18/2012
203. Human Tragedy 12/20/2012
204. Knowledge 12/20/2012
205. Chastity Movement 12/20/2012
206. Liars 12/20/2012
207. Real Storm 12/20/2012
208. Truth 12/21/2012
209. Final Button 12/20/2012
210. Truth (Two) 12/21/2012
211. Peace 12/21/2012
212. Foreign Policy 12/25/2012
213. Worthless Politics 12/25/2012
214. Season 12/25/2012
215. You 12/26/2012
216. Integrity 12/26/2012
217. Concern 12/26/2012
218. Mother Of Modern Period 12/26/2012
219. Invader 12/26/2012
220. Community 12/28/2012
221. Fist 12/30/2012
222. The Beasts 12/30/2012
223. Oh Bird 12/30/2012
224. The Bird 12/30/2012
225. Politics 1/1/2013
226. Herd 1/1/2013
227. Chance 1/1/2013
228. Better Sense 1/1/2013
229. Silence Two 1/1/2013
230. Silence 3 1/1/2013
231. 3 Words 1/1/2013
232. Wisdom (Two) 12/21/2012
233. Leader 1/2/2013
234. An Idea 1/2/2013
235. Golden Line 1/3/2013
236. The Song I Sing 1/3/2013
237. The Star 1/3/2013
238. Counter View Iii 1/6/2013
239. Counter View 1/6/2013
240. Rape And War 1/6/2013

Comments about Abdul Wahab

  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (3/6/2016 4:23:00 AM)

    I wish to be a wise man again

    I did a blunder
    Shamelessly i confess
    Once i indulged
    In the illusions of hope
    I have two keen eyes
    But i shut them
    When i needed to see the painful truth
    i have sharp ears
    but i was not brave enough
    to listen the song of that syren
    the pain turned into a hill
    and i became a beast
    i was never a wise man
    i did a serious blunder
    the beast in me now
    ready to know the whole truth
    ready to face the worst
    even they cost me high
    as i wish to be a wise man again.

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  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (3/2/2016 9:33:00 AM)

    A line to deal with

    Your enemy is not my enemy
    Nor your friend is mine
    This is the line I take
    Dealing with people
    No credit I give any one
    For displaying the bowl of poison
    And selling it at a huge discount
    Nor I buy the gossip
    Or the recommendation you put
    I simply refuse to spread
    The rumour you ignite
    This is the line I take
    Dealing with people
    A man can’t be good to all
    All can’t be bad to a woman either
    Not all people of a race
    Nor can all people of a nation be bad
    Bad is bad and good is good
    Discourage the bad one
    Even they belong to your religion
    Encourage the good
    Even if, they are your rival group
    This is the line you should take
    To deal with people like me.

  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (3/2/2016 3:04:00 AM)

    If you die before me
    I won’t jump into your grave
    Nor shall i weep
    I would just stopped writing
    And pursue the art you leave unfulfilled

    If you die before me
    I won’t build a monument exaggerating our love
    Nor shall I construct any mausoleum
    Disrespecting your memory
    I will go door to door to pay the loan
    From them you took.

    If you die before me
    I won’t take hemlock in memory of you
    Nor shall I take myself in like a slug
    Nor shall I marry again
    I will go to the race of man
    And keep the promise, to them you gave.

  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (3/1/2016 4:17:00 AM)

    Good news is that
    A beautiful white dove
    Just flew over our head
    Bad news is that
    Upon people twice it shitted.

  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (3/1/2016 12:48:00 AM)

    I cannot go beyond myself

    I cannot go beyond myself
    Where lies perfection flat and
    Circles round the seed of success
    I remain within my stale square box
    No matter how much I try my best
    I squarely fall flat upon my base and
    Move round a centre people call it apex
    Yet I could not get out from this stalemate
    The same strange odd stench I inhale
    No perfume or scent I get fresh one or new
    But my dear people affectionately say
    This is entirely my one sided view
    The other side of mine remain black
    Reason, I cannot go beyond myself
    Limited I lay whatever are vast and
    Great, humbly I left those all to you
    The same kind of old and cliché I express
    I repeat the same me and myself
    As I cannot go what I am not
    And air only my point of view
    As I do not know what are yours.

  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (2/29/2016 10:36:00 PM)

    Colour Syndrome

    Secretly once I met Jesus in a place
    Where currents are calm
    And wind did not blow
    In a voce sotto I invited him
    To visit this place second time
    Where souls are dead
    And dead men are walking.
    And I apologized
    On behalf of the race of man
    For the injustice inflicted upon him 1st time
    Gave him an assurance too
    Let not anything happen to him
    But he says, I am too frightened
    To descend after seeing how my followers
    Hate and abhor the people who are brown.

  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (2/28/2016 6:51:00 AM)

    Conquered Race

    It is utterly wrong
    To keep a race of man too weak and feeble for so long
    Be they Red Indians of America
    Or the aborigines of Australia
    All human beings are with souls engraved with dignity and honor
    Be they colored
    Be they white or red
    And unlike stones they all have aspirations
    They dream too to be free
    And like a caged lion they sing the song of freedom
    Like us all homeless they should get a home Independent
    And a flag for the sign for their pride
    A national song to sing their heritage
    A national symbol to show their courage
    Really it is a shame of men of 21st century
    As we have still many a conquered race.

  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (2/27/2016 11:49:00 AM)

    The film i saw last week

    Last week in a hall i saw a film
    Named i am the hero, directed by me
    The story is very simple telling about one man show
    Some believes some believes not
    But i am telling them all that
    There is nothing like which i cannot do with ease
    If i wish I can put out the stars with my blow
    If i wish i can make a thousand flowers bloom
    With the silent sound of my finger tips
    Again, if I like i can change the direction of wind
    Or make the rain stop by just my simple gaze
    And all are done by me not because that
    I am a magician or i know witchcraft
    But by the sheer power of my ability of writing
    I confess, i imagine and i write
    I am neither a filmy hero nor a director
    I am just a humble poet with high quality imagination
    Needed for sometimes funny sometimes serious creative writing.

  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (2/27/2016 10:01:00 AM)

    The wrong with me

    It seems
    Around me something is wrong
    Otherwise, the sense will not creep in
    Whatever reputation I have earned
    Will go at once with the stroke of a pen
    Of somebody else

    A sense of fear will not grip me
    If all is kept well
    And everything is done right
    Around me something must have done wrong
    So I feel whatever fame i have achieved
    Will vanish at once with the lashing of tongue
    Of someone else

    It seems
    Something is very wrong with me
    Otherwise, I would not feel
    Who I love too much will lose me at once
    With the alleged misunderstanding
    Of someone else.

  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (2/22/2016 3:31:00 AM)

    Thinking Day

    Laughter is a good medicine
    But today do not laugh at
    Nor be frighten away
    Seeing my stern and grim face
    I am thinking on something
    Today is the thinking day
    So many men and women
    They lay alone on bed
    And went into deep thought
    Had they found anything or not
    Till now I do not know
    But with guaranty I can tell you
    They found the causes of loneliness

    Alone on a lonely bed
    Let me think a bit
    Would i be able to fetch
    A solution of the problems
    You and all face
    Surely till now I do not know.

    Lying on my back I fix my gaze
    And set free my imagination
    And i am in another place
    A man of another kingdom
    There I clearly see
    Ego is the source of every conflict
    Here what we call greed
    That is there a ferocious wolf
    Hounding, pounding
    And eating away man’s mental peace,
    Frightened I come back to a place
    Where people want not to think
    How self cantered thinking of man
    Slowly killing their own race
    Do not laugh, please, still I hear the suffering
    Moaning and agony
    Let me think once more
    Today is a thinking day.

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 ...

Read the full of >≫≫I Want To Die

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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