A Thought On Thinking Poem by Abdul Wahab

Do you think
what I am now thinking?

Perhaps not
But you will

At the end
of the poem

that the brightness of
thoughtlessness

one day
will fade

the comfort of foolishness you enjoy
will die

like all lovely things
the glittering laziness

will be forgotten
like all lovely ladies

your miser spending
on thought

will beg a penny
but never mine

though I am extravagant
at this moment

I am in pain
And with bleeding heart

But getting richer
Day by day

With a flower
I blossom everyday

In whose beauty
I drink I bathe

Whose fragrance
A fountain source of pleasure

If it lingers
A little bit lasts longer

Arose the mind
Of you and future

That’s a bonus,
To me that’s an extra

Are you thinking the same
What I am thinking now?