Abdul Wahab


you are the cause yourself


I put all the reasons together, sociological or religious
They become circular and revolve into a limited circle
The more I try to go deep the more it pushes me up, the
gap Between my efforts and cause gets more wider and
spreads all over in this way I start myself to deteriorate,
on the bottom I see my complete destruction, I wash off
my hands in aghast and leave it alone to rot, no one
to dominate, nicely it sprouts out and shout at me‘'you are yourself the cause, take care of it, it will take care of you ‘'

Submitted: Sunday, March 24, 2013
Edited: Sunday, March 24, 2013

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  • Gajanan Mishra (3/24/2013 3:42:00 AM)

    cause and effect. take care of the cause, The cause will take care of the effect. good presentation. thanks. (Report) Reply

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