Fickle Unpredictable Poem by Abdul Wahab
Fickle Unpredictable
Fickle Unpredictable
Moving like a snake, zigzag
Or making an arch, straight
Is this a philosophy of life?
Do not ask me please
The freshness of the morning
Vanishes in the afternoon
And there is no guarantee also
Till night the beauty of the dusk will remain
If change is a much desired entity
Then in the philosophy of poetic life
A change is must and necessary.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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