Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

761. I Am A Human Being 5/21/2012
762. I Am At The Bottom 6/7/2012
763. I Am Dead 7/18/2013
764. I Am Going To Be Pickle 5/18/2012
765. I Am Here And Now 1/18/2013
766. I Am In Full Dream 6/17/2012
767. I Am In Love 5/23/2012
768. I Am In Love Ii 7/2/2013
769. I Am In, You Are Out 5/23/2012
770. I Am Indebted To You Ruckmoni 7/4/2013
771. I Am Lucky Speaking From Bangladesh 4/15/2013
772. I Am Lying On The Pyre! 5/13/2012
773. I Am Not A Tree, Backward 4/18/2015
774. I Am Not Feeling Good 6/12/2013
775. I Am Not Ready To Die Even For Myself 12/30/2013
776. I Am The Most Marginalized 5/31/2012
777. I Am The Ordinary 5/9/2013
778. I Am The River Messenger 4/6/2012
779. I Am The Supreme! 4/6/2012
780. I Am The Watch Of The Wall 5/9/2013
781. I Am Tired Acting Like Him 7/7/2013
782. I Beat Myself Black And Blue! 4/28/2012
783. I Do Not Listen To Myself 1/31/2013
784. I Don'T Afraid To Die After 5/1/2012
785. I Doubt If I Am Alive 6/28/2013
786. I Get Pleasure 7/6/2012
787. I Have An Illusion 6/15/2012
788. I Just Wanted To Go Up 6/11/2012
789. I Know What Is It 7/9/2013
790. I Know What The Obsession Is! 4/28/2012
791. I Love Myself More Than Anything Else 6/26/2013
792. I Love You, Too 10/14/2012
793. I Myself A Friend 5/11/2013
794. I Need A Cave To Hide 5/12/2012
795. I Salute You All 12/17/2012
796. I Sit And Wonder! 6/24/2013
797. I Suffer Too From Pain 5/18/2012
798. I Take Your Face And Meditate 6/13/2013
799. I Want To Make You Cry! 5/14/2012
800. I Want To Say Somethig 3/24/2013
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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Dole Out Dull

You talk to me too much-
From hell and heaven to cricket match.
Still I find you a squib damp dump.
The gray matter remains nimble numb.

Poet to poet, poetry to poetry
You praise and praise.
Fragile domestic docile humble gullible-
No question learn to raise.

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