<≪≪ Gluing Poem by Abdul Wahab

I am wanted to be glued
To the screen of a laptop or a computer
To follow you and the update of your every status
That has been done by this faithful soul
For long since we met
On the land called ‘'wonderful net ‘'
Where winds blow in a curve
Light bents like rainbow
And I am too glad
Too proud
To do that perfectly
And this is the only thing
Besides writing poetry
Now days I regularly do

Because here love sprinkles like fountain
And falls like cascade
From the mind
Upon the head
Instead of
From the bottom
Upon the layers of a heart
Once I, too, dipped
And drenched
And burnt my skin
The feeling sweet and sour
Still I carry
In the sack of my memory

So far so nice
But things go complicated
When you print your materials
And ask me to buy
One for me
And few copies more for my
Relatives and friends,
Here is the contradiction,
By the weight of which
Our unity of action
Is falling apart
Take an example
How I could read your book
When I am glued to the posts
You are updating,
At a time
I cannot do both
My darling!