Abdul Wahab

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Identity Card

Losing My Identity Card
I took a ride on the other side
of a wide ocean and wilder skies
People spoke there
In languages unknown to us
Only two of us are in our mother tongue
That night I really travelled, too, far
And never thought of retracing back
I did not ask myself anything
With excitement I kept walking
On the beautiful oceanic waves
Though I lost my returning track.

Yet I did not mind
Then the waves went really high
And we rushed into a building
It was octagon in shape
And was very clean
Ten feet wide
And long was thirteen feet
Then the dykes of confusion broke
And I understood why we were there
In an island we are totally strangers
Among the unknowns
We two are only together.

I could not believe
Around us the air could be crisp
And the sky could be wide and blue
And would fall upon us
With a sound drip, drip
Yet I feared something could go wrong
And we might have to face an unexpected worse.
What it would be like
if nobody was impressed or phased by
Then I felt a strong jerk followed by an earthquake.

And my dreamy journey is over
And I silently woke up
Though I did not sleep
Since then been searching my wallet
Containing my identity card
On the rough soil of hard world
And in the harsh reality of real life
After silently walking off the oceanic waves.

Topic(s) of this poem: sleep

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 3, 2016

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