Abdul Wahab Star Poems

They asked me to go
To the hills, oceans, valleys and deep steeps
To see the beauty of danger
The mighty of height
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The hill of hope
Breaks into storm
Celebrating despair
On the broken glass
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I am fond of those dykes
holding up love and hope,
really they are very few
in this world though they
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So many foxes and jackals
Sat surrounding a
circle to see
the circus
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