Abdul Wahab


Misty Morning


The mist
Of the morning
Wrapped us
Like a shawl

We were blind
To ignore the pot holes
Like a sweet breeze
Swept along the wild

In the songs
We saw
The fragrance
Of future
And smelled
The rising
Rays of hope
To keep us warm

The petals
Of roses
Opened up
With the rising
Of temperature
The cold
Broke like a clog
We put aside
Our cloak

The fog
Parted away
Like the rhymes
Of a novice writer
Along with
The dreams
From the sun rays.

Submitted: Friday, December 21, 2012
Edited: Friday, May 17, 2013

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  • Rookie Aparna Pathak (12/24/2012 6:24:00 AM)

    the winter morning seems so beautiful and lyrical through your poem.....with philosophy softly weaved within... (Report) Reply

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