The World Is A Ball
The world is a ball
Covered with leaves and paper
You born and live here
After death you go
No one knows, where
Nothing will be left
All things of you
Time will clean forever
You need a good ink
To make a good scratch
Which will make you walk
After death along with
Those who will be alive
If time fails to clean
The scratch from the screen
Then your life is successful
Other wise a short blink.
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Door (popular poetry)
I am very unfortunate old and poor
But rich and young
Will come to play
Any time
to your ground
Just keep open wide your wonderful door
I am a man with some delightful light
From the magical moon
At night
will come as a dream
just keep your wonderful door open and wide
I am a river with strong current and high tide
Will come
To your beach
any time
just keep your wonderful door open and wide
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Never Feed Your Body With The Dead Soul
If dreams break even in a dream
Yet you get hurt in your heart
The body is lying like a log
The soul is dead in frosty fog
So dare to dream in a dream
As the soul searches life
The life searches dream
The dream is the cream of life.
let the dream to break down never
Rather get it move like a super car
Stretch it like a synthetic rubber
Make sure that the soul is never dead
And the body is never dead soul fed.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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I Get Pleasure
I get pleasure
Becomes angry
And horny too
By the ideas
Conceived
By me at work
Or leisure
Give me a pen
And paper
As I have to
Ejaculate
In black and white
On the face
Of the earth
Experiences
The beauty
The truth
Moulded
In my heart
And turned
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Untitled
Under the chest ribs
Lies a lump of meat
A heap, betel shaped,
Do you want to eat?
Bring a sharp knife, quick,
Stab, repeatedly and be swift,
And out of it, make a good feast.
Soil upon soil
Again on them soil
Makes a good mound
Through it runs blood
Seven litres pure or more
Do you want to suck?
From a safe distance
Throw a Tomahawk
To make a perfect hole
Suck with full content
When Blood will spill.
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Stupidity
One day a class mate with her bright eyes
And fairy face said'' I don't like to love lies,
As I believe in value politics.''
I asked'' what is it? ‘' she said'' it is very secret.''
But one thing I can share
As I love to tell the truth
Like a soldier loves his last breath.
I asked ‘'what is it? ''
She gave me in details her last night's bed secret.
I frown at her prolific profanity,
Stupidly shared her stupidity!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The wolf is killing
Make a murmur
Make a whisper
As Love owes to sound
Words are needed in love
Silence is killing our hearts
Egos are making us apart
I know we have the plot
As I see in your eyes
The image of me
In my heart I draw
The paint of you
Just we need to develop the negatives
As I know We are in the magical grip
I feel you addictive adhesive
Just you need to part your lips
Or just give a hint,
The wolf is killing us.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Hill of Pains
More I rise
More I feel loneliness
Cruel and merciless
Fatal blizzard I withstand
Witness the frozen ice
Faces are more colourless
Hearts are colder inside
Hundreds of tons
The folds of the words
Pressed together tight
A nail in the chest
The hill of pains untold
Rises more and more
That day the hill melts
The rivers over flow
The moment I meet with you
I get a sigh of relief
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Mirror (ii)
Too many things
Come at a time, makes it heavy
With stern face, I face you
And the world, you don't have time
To think, the world thinks I am moody!
Just the world becomes the mirror
And reacts and reflects with the same stern face,
I am collecting myself, wait, to show you
My smiling face, swallowing my own sorrow,
To see your smiling face, I am very, very sorry,
I shall never bring the sadness nearer to you the mirror.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Failure
My dreams lie on the top of the hill
Covered with mysterious ice
Now and then they call me, my presence
Is needed to make them free.
I try to reach them tying a rope
From the ground to the top
The rope is cut and the knot is untied
By the fate hidden in the darkness
I fall upon the ground with a big thud
Failure falls with thumping success
I relish the delicious taste of experience
As I succeed successively in failures
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