Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

1. The Top Of The Hill And The Bottom Of The Ocean 4/7/2012
2. Forgetting 4/9/2012
3. Pluck The Rose To Colour The Dreams 4/12/2012
4. Perplexity 4/17/2012
5. My Cravings! 4/18/2012
6. Why Still I Love You! 4/29/2012
7. I Don'T Afraid To Die After 5/1/2012
8. The World Is A Bewildering Big Box 5/2/2012
9. The Insane King! 5/2/2012
10. Now I Know What Is Wasting! 5/4/2012
11. Lethargy 5/4/2012
12. What The Psyche Envisages! 5/4/2012
13. Fire - The Love 4/27/2012
14. Pen And Paper 4/28/2012
15. I Am A Complete Mad Man 5/4/2012
16. The Result Of My Searching 5/5/2012
17. Lets Our Hearts Play. 5/5/2012
18. Why Do People Play With Blood ? 5/10/2012
19. I Need A Cave To Hide 5/12/2012
20. The Killing Moment 5/12/2012
21. The State Being Upset 5/12/2012
22. How Can You Sleep Like Sleeping? 5/13/2012
23. I Am Lying On The Pyre! 5/13/2012
24. Mother Is All The Best 5/13/2012
25. I Want To Make You Cry! 5/14/2012
26. Oh! Human, Learn 5/14/2012
27. Poets, Oh! Poets Awake Awake And Face The World! 5/14/2012
28. What A Pair Of Beautifull Lips! 5/14/2012
29. How Much Love Is Lost Tonight? 5/14/2012
30. Love Needs A New Style 5/14/2012
31. Do You Accept Me? 5/15/2012
32. Dullard's Diatribe 5/17/2012
33. Suicide 5/18/2012
34. I Am Going To Be Pickle 5/18/2012
35. I Suffer Too From Pain 5/18/2012
36. Hey Clown, Meet With Me 5/19/2012
37. Miracle 5/19/2012
38. With A Broken Heart Have I To Die! 5/15/2012
39. The Psyche Of My Beloved 5/15/2012
40. The Wish Of The Mortal 5/15/2012
Best Poem of Abdul Wahab

>≫≫I Want To Die

Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I
No more i like to add them, so, I want to die
And I want to become a holy ghost
Whom the people would like the most.
Like the retreating soldiers I like to come back
To my own permanent and eternal home
You may call it a suicide or martyrdom.

In my real home I see the news
Coming from the lipstick coated lips
In the television of my molten death
People are sobbing with a heavy breath.
The atmosphere is heavy and they feel the pain
This thrills me and gives a feeling of gain.


The only son of my ...

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Palm Fibre

May the hands of Abu Lahab be ruined
He will lose all whatever he gained
He will be in the flaming fire,
So, his wife the fuel carrier,
Around her neck a twisted cord of palm fibre.

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