My Clone Poem by Abdul Wahab

Seldom people like the setting- sun
But people like the sun which is rising…

My sun is in the west
And I feel lonely …

No rain, no wind
In my life..

No rainbow, barren
And suffering from drought

So I ordered a clone
Of myself, to kill my loneliness
and he is cent percent like me
he is all of my attitudes too

I got him
A very lovely one
Every one loves him
Now he gives me more problems than
The loneliness I used to be in before
As he has started to sleep around..
With all beauties surrounding neighbourhood..
I see green in the eye ….

I had that wish too, when I was hand some and young
But how does he come to know about this, my old wish?
Police complains, and complains from husbands
Make me mad, one day police came
And indicted me of murdering my own clone,
i am in jail