Treasure Island

Abdul Wahab


Wonder Poet


Words do not stick to my mind
Or cling to my heart
In fact they are my enemy
I am misled by them
And whatever I utter
they are merely sounds
People take them as noise
But I am very passionate
To write wonder poetry
Without pen, without words
With all the colours of a flower
By smelling all emotions
And pour them on my canvas
From the brush of my heart
To become a poet
Though I am deaf and dumb.

Submitted: Thursday, August 08, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 14, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (8/16/2013 12:55:00 PM)

    By getting all the taste of love
    By eating petals and pistils
    These two lines do not go well with the doings of a 'wonder poet'. (Report) Reply

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