Stair Case Poem by Abdul Wahab

You may have trodden
A lot of steps and
Read a lot of books
On the life of
A stair case
But when I move up
You step down
When I step up
You move down
The twist of fate,
At a point of time
We never reach
The meeting point
The blissful touch of love
And the soft kiss of peace

We catch
the stages
one by one
after we both left,
We drift away …
The source of conflict
The cause of friction,

When I fall in love
And you rise to hate
Or vice versa
The same face
Of the same idea
The sorry state of fate
Those steps
We both cross
One by one
When you and I left,
Though both of us
We eager to have a
Hand shake on
The differences
On the meeting point
By doing a balancing act
We just need to slow down
A bit of our moves
The centre is waiting
To hold us tight
In longer hug of love
With soft kiss on the lips of peace