Abdul Wahab

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Abdul Wahab Poems

1761. Work, কাজ 3/27/2015
1762. Worth Of Living 3/4/2016
1763. Worthless Politics 12/25/2012
1764. Wrath 8/11/2012
1765. Wrist Watch 5/14/2016
1766. Write For Writing Sake 3/4/2016
1767. Writer's Block 11/9/2012
1768. Writers' Block 2/27/2016
1769. Writing 6/7/2012
1770. Writing (Ii) 6/30/2012
1771. Writing And Writing 5/11/2016
1772. Written For Poets 6/7/2013
1773. Wrong Time 8/17/2013
1774. Xxxxx 7/14/2012
1775. Yes, I Understood All! ! ! ! ! ! ! 5/5/2013
1776. You 12/26/2012
1777. You Are Not Alone In Your Loneliness 7/8/2013
1778. You Are Not An Ant 9/8/2012
1779. You Are Not So Much Ignorant To Be Over Confident 5/28/2012
1780. You Are The Cause Yourself 3/24/2013
1781. You Are The Metaphor For Me 4/27/2012
1782. You In My Life 6/3/2012
1783. Young Heart Of The Old Frame 7/26/2013
1784. Your Mind And Intellect 7/9/2013
1785. Your Monster Greed 5/31/2013
1786. Your Mother 3/22/2016
1787. Your Reaction 6/9/2013
1788. অস্ত যেতে দিও না 6/16/2016
1789. আগুন 5/17/2016
1790. আমাদের জীবন 7/19/2014
1791. উন্নতি 7/17/2014
1792. এ ভুল কোন ভুল নয় 3/28/2015
1793. এমন কথা 4/14/2015
1794. কঠিন 6/7/2016
1795. কবিতার পবিত্রতা 5/11/2016
1796. কার কাছে যাবো 6/16/2016
1797. কী এসে যায়? 6/7/2016
1798. ঘোড়ার ডিম 6/3/2016
1799. দরজাহীন ঘর 4/9/2015
1800. প্রার্থনা 4/6/2015
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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