Dole Out Dull Poem by Abdul Wahab - Poem Hunter
Dole Out Dull
Poem by Abdul Wahab
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.
Neither spark nor sharp dole out dull
Delight dashed whether you push or pull.
Poem Submitted: Friday, December 16, 2011
Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 25, 2012
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if i may say, this poem is a taunt....n a very good one at that
Report ReplyTweet -tweet! Yes some people speak too much but in the end we need to search for the meaning. But however, it is natural that we speak lot and read lot which is a truth!
Report ReplyHowever, I see it from other angle, I feel this poem is biographical in nature as it mentions i read poet to poet, poetry to poetry. I think our loveable poet is analyzing with reasoning power!
I strongly feel the same in this age of dark we lack spark in our bark which is truth stark; as said by the poet let me hark. I congratulate my fellow countryman from Indian park for write this poem! 100/100 marks! Keep going, keep writing, keep flying! Kudos!
great creation.....! ! !
Report Replygooooood poem......
magic of alliteration! ! good effect!
Report Replyreally some people talk very stupid way, even the triffling thing get their praise and admiration. they do not know the other way of things.
Report Reply[Like th' harmonious madness]
Report ReplyA nice poem! !
[Like a harmonious madness]
Report ReplyA nice poem! !
I have gone through yours, would you like to read mine.
Report Reply“ the idea of an idea’