Abdul Wahab Fire Poems

In this world of self promoting
Selflessly the self kindle fire bakes me so many pies
In all adverse and in, all around, demanding situations
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The amount of fire I hold
Astonishingly is more than the sun
But very unfortunately it does not reflect
Light nor does it generate energy
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Something is set on fire
It smells, tell my nostrils
But the eyes deny, I See
Neither the smoke nor the object
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Sitting on a chair
you see huge black patches of clouds
Playing over your head
And it is looked like a rainy day
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It would have been better
Instead of being smoke
If I were water
I would extinguish
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Sitting on a chair
you see huge black patches of clouds
Playing over your head
And it is looked like a rainy day
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Sitting on a chair
you see huge black patches of clouds
Playing over your head
And it is looked like a rainy day
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Do not fear of any torture
as pain is only there till
you have sense and the
sadist will not get any
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I know how the fire is
I burnt myself in the love
So I know what love is
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