Watery Game (Different Poem) Poem by Abdul Wahab

He rises in a shoal
To play watery game

Other games do not enter
Into his histrionic head

But if water
Goes to an end

Where it would play
His lovely game

In his imagination
He caught in between two horns

He would about to die
Very Sensitive is the situation

He needs a drop of wind
A point of space

To play his watery game
But he is like a fish or a fish himself

Awkwardly placed
in front of thousand snakes

vipers, dangerous
strangulating

frightening threatening
within a wink of time

he is going to die
extremely nervous

he fights a war against
his own nerves

fear pricks him
like a thorn of cactus

the soft heart cut into pieces
heartlessly

cruelly dumb and surprisingly
the world is indifferent

he hopes he would survive
if he gets a drop of

rehabilitation, reconciliation
from the addiction of obsessive inclination

or a gust of wind
in the form of love and care

he would remain alive
to play his favourite watery game..