My Wife And My Poems Poem by Abdul Wahab
My Wife And My Poems
In my poems
What do you like to see?
Is it me or my strength
Of imagination?
Whatever you like
Like those with pleasure
And freedom
I am delightfully
At my knees
Seeing upon my poems
Of darkness
My wife does not
See me eye to eye
Though I tell her
They are half of me
And the other half is
my imagination
I do not know
Whether she believes me or not
But she can not stand
And takes her bed seriously
Since then
Maybe this is why some people say we are a strange bunch. A different breed. Maybe so. We write with our heart, our inner most feeling come forth. Also extra sensitive, that is why we understand and read each other. Beautiful poem, but I understand her.
beautiful and true, my dear respected poet, experience of all. Thanks for good write.
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4/16/2024 11:30:47 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This poem of yours remind me of ending lines of one of my hindi poem' Kavi ki patni' which goes like this: Kavita ko patni apni saut samajhti hai, ki kavi ki patni kavita hi hoti hai../. But who cares! Ha Ha Ha