Simple Idea (Language Poetry) - Poem by Abdul Wahab
‘Air ‘is unable to fly with a ‘ch'
Though I know how to make
‘able ‘to stand with a ‘Ta'
In the dingy corner of my room
Tell me what do you do?
Though I am alone you are two
Still I sit upon both of you
To tie down the fallen foliage
Of my heart, yellow.
My mind remains clear
When you push up blood
Through my erect spine
Though I do not know
If both of you have any one.
Burning the oil, sitting upon you, at mid night
So many People have brought out so many lights
So sit I too and make a riddle, difficult,
with an idea very very simple.
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