Abdul Wahab Journey Poems

The first poem was a wonder
The second was a surprise.
The third poem made me a poet,
The fourth gave me a name and fame.
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It never takes me
More than a wink of an eye
To travel from the Levant people
To the people of Minoa
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Perhaps a seed was dropped by a bird
Or by a gust of wind on a place full of dirt
That was long ago and all had forgotten
But the seed knew it would tear apart
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Perhaps a seed was dropped by a bird
Or by a gust of wind on a place full of dirt
That was long ago and all had forgotten
But the seed knew it would tear apart
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Keep writing till your mind in you is freed
Told a friend of mine in a manner no one tells
Since then i am writing and writing and writing
Without looking left or right
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It is not long time ago I did not understand poetry
And could not write proper poems in proper forms
Yet i kindled a fire to be a famous, renowned poet
So, I kept posting and did not know those pieces were nonsense
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