Abdul Wahab

Dead Soul Walking - Poem by Abdul Wahab

I see a spot, a red one
On the way I stop but
I did it again and it turns
Into deep red like the cells
Of dead blood, like Adam
I am in trap, enticed,
Hypnotized with full sense
Look back to it, it burns down
To black, I am walking but
Beware of me; I am with a soul,
Dead, I realized before my death
I am lucky, I get back my slate white.

Comments about Dead Soul Walking by Abdul Wahab

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Monday, April 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013

[Hata Bildir]