Abdul Wahab


>≫≫I Want To Die - Poem by Abdul Wahab

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 father
The only darling of my mother
Fainted repeatedly on the cushion
Peal like tear drops coming from my beloved son,
Friends and relatives express grief in the community hall,
All these excite me and I sought to say'' I love you all.''

For the first time in my life in my last ritual I listen
From those men that I was really a very very good man.
In such intense atmosphere of gloom and sad
My heart cheers and I become too much glad.






















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Comments about >≫≫I Want To Die by Abdul Wahab

  • Lungelo S Mbuyazi (11/29/2017 12:08:00 PM)

    This poem is absolutely touching.... like it. Well articulated (Report)Reply

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  • Maveriqué Richard (9/1/2016 1:31:00 AM)

    A poem which moved my stream of emotions. Nicely written and reflects that hopeless times when one wishes death smiles at him. (Report)Reply

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  • Marilyn Lott (8/17/2016 6:12:00 PM)

    So much to think about in this poem. Sadness is my first thought because it is only in death that one feels the passion and love from others. The hope would be to feel that love and emotion during life for a peaceful existence. Yes, sad but written with such thought and emotion. A great write! (Report)Reply

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  • (3/26/2016 4:54:00 AM)

    So deeply moved by your poem,Mr.Wahab! Its exactly what i occasionally feel but soon recover my grief! May you find happiness! (Report)Reply

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  • (7/1/2015 3:12:00 PM)

    A poignant and an expressive write. hope you find happiness in your life. (Report)Reply

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  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (4/13/2015 3:05:00 AM)

    Thoughts of death wander in one's mind.A good description of thoughts. (Report)Reply

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  • Kelly Kurt (4/7/2015 8:01:00 PM)

    Written by a true poet. Thank you, Abdul (Report)Reply

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  • Soulful Heart (9/14/2014 5:50:00 AM)

    shades of emily dickinson here......yes it wud b great to knw if we were cherished by our loved ones.......after death (Report)Reply

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  • Amitava Sur (9/7/2014 8:39:00 PM)

    It is a good emotional penning of knowing the value by ending oneself? Then does not prove a hypocrite society who so long did not value a life till the end and at least shedding tears to recognize? ? (Report)Reply

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  • Luana Del Lobo (7/13/2014 1:38:00 PM)

    Interesting perspective of something that sometimes it's very hard to describe since we only can see one side of the coin...
    Well written! :)
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  • (7/5/2014 10:22:00 AM)

    death description is good but death is sad. (Report)Reply

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  • Richard Blay (3/30/2014 4:55:00 PM)

    it's funny and lovely and deadly. good work Abdul (Report)Reply

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  • (3/8/2014 7:34:00 AM)

    I don't in what context you wrote this.. the poem is good actually awesome but the concept is scary (Report)Reply

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  • Wahab Abdul (12/6/2013 11:50:00 AM)

    Well crafted, Dark


    Blanca Prior598 days ago
    Given the reality of the times this is a bit depressing, however I feel it brings light to the fact that individuals that commit suicide aren't aware of how much love and support they have because everyone waits until that person is dead to express their true emotions. Although very dark it calls to a positive realization... that you don't know what you have until you lose it.
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  • Wahab Abdul (12/6/2013 11:49:00 AM)

    well wriiten


    Andrew Hozempa598 days ago
    this poem is well writen and I find I feel a heavy heart with reading it, but still feel a smile as you can sense his feelings in the words
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  • Wahab Abdul (12/6/2013 11:48:00 AM)

    I love this!


    Regenna Hairston-Grier598 days ago
    This poem reminds me of my childhood in a segregated south, and the very day the carrier brought the news that my fathers oldest Son was killed in Vietnam.... Very well express!
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  • Wahab Abdul (12/6/2013 11:47:00 AM)

    intense


    Dara Bruce598 days ago
    its almost as if you wrote this from beyond the grave, i can tell you do not fear death but welcom ite
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  • Wahab Abdul (12/6/2013 11:46:00 AM)

    Great


    Marwand Bahand595 days ago
    A five star poetry writer. A heart touching poem which feeds your soul
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  • Emily Taylor (11/5/2013 11:45:00 PM)

    yeah the whole huge space than death death death thing at the end is a bit much (Report)Reply

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  • (10/15/2013 2:54:00 PM)

    This poem is very deep and i indeed like it. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 3, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013


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