Abdul Wahab Tree Poems

I spread my greed as a tree spreads its root
Deep and wide into the ground, straight
To suck upon the sap with its tip
And send it directly to the leaf
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Man cries, cries in the same way
An animal or a plant, once I was
Told by a tree how he suffered
In the hands of men and animals
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The big tree casts a giant shadow
Over the little saplings surrounding him
Keeping them in thrall long after he is gone
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I stand - - - alone –-no pity
Same is the condition for all
In this jungle—in this icy world
Warmth we forget, soul burns- - -
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i do not want my poems to go down
the pages of poetry groups
like a tiny grain of sand
and let them rot somewhere
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i am not a tree, backward
nor i make any one poor
the poor people in groups
come under me to take shelter
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Seeing me laboring hard
in preparing the soil
to plant a seed
without understanding my effort
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Seeing me laboring hard
in preparing the soil
to plant a seed
without understanding my effort
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Without understanding
They laughed at my effort of planting a tree
On the rough terrain of my dream
When they were asked the reason
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The well of oil brings you here
At the door steps right under their nose
Seeing you there sanding and salivating in lust
People are calling you in disgust
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Problems of life are many
New and fresh shoot out daily
Delightfully swings like leaves
Hanging from the boughs of trees
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i hang from the boughs
and suffer
i cause
and rise from the root
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