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Best Poems Written by Wahab Wahab

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Conflict of Perception

Conflict of Perception 

I am amazed to see you fight out 
The perception people hold for you 
You do not look like a bright star 
And shine like a moon in the sky 
So they think that you are nothing but a big zero 
Whereas you go daily to measure 
The potentiality you have inside you 

Your ability you see like a pond 
And you know well the amount of water it holds 
Like a diver you dive and know its depth 
And happily go to imagine if you use 
And you are going to use your ability definitely soon 
And you become a king of your desired field 
And you are burning like a lamp 
Or under the sun least you are shining like a coin 
And you start behaving like the one 
You one day want to be 
Here I see a conflict of opinion  
Rather a battle between you and the people
And you are fighting well like a man who has 
Huge potential to do big things in life real.

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The Grace of a Shooting Star

They asked me to go 
To the hills, oceans, valleys and deep steeps 
To see the beauty of danger 
The mighty of height 
The glory of width 
So that I may sing from the bottom soul 
Or may write from the depth of my understanding 
Their suggestion is very welcome 
But very annoyed to reply them that in my heart i have a bird 
It sings all the time from the top of a hill 
For the whole humanity living in the valleys and plains  
It dives into the womb of an unfathomable ocean 
To fetch gems and pearls till untouched 
In doing so all the above 
I many times fall as a climber falls in a steep 
I know the gorges and their networks of trap 
Bog is not unknown to me too 
Many times I slip into its web 
And you might go to wonder and express aw 
Knowing that all these lie all time in front of my poetic eyes 
Realised in the heart and expressed though the mind 
In my soul i hold the whole cosmos 
And its untold sorrow and pain 
I go through every moment in my veins 
Yet I play the string and with the music I dance like a peacock 
Laugh like a child, blow and flow like the river and like the wind 
No ill for any one,
 No time i have to execute the role of a devil 
No, i am not a sage, not a saint
I know not all, i am not a fake 
I am genuine with human blood and flesh 
Yet i keep my thought falling like a fountain 
Pure white and chaste 
By carving the basic instincts lust greed and the lure of telling lies 
I bent like a rainbow when the urge of wanton wanting comes up 
Without any bias and prejudice 
Right and wrong I judge 
True and false I decide with the rays of the sun 
With the serene beauty of the moon I distinguish
 Between the race of man and the race of dogs  
And I do all the things I mention above 
With the help of love I get from the waves while kissing shores 
And keep riding with the pride of a tip facing harshness 
With a consciousness of a hill 
I wish not to lose justness 
Even if, I fall from a cliff 
As I find grace in a star while shooting 
And glory in the height of rain drops while falling.

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If I Am Not a Born Poet

If I Am Not A Born Poet

If i am not a born poet
Then who really are
As I see table spoons
To seal rice and curry
From the far away moon
While i can’t from a dish
That kept ready on table
Full of boneless salmon fish

I see also the forks
As naughty as spoons
To cut spaghetti in air
To make it fall again
Upon my shampooed hair

If i am not a born poet
Then who really are
As i take my pet lizard
To the field to eat grass
While bring lions home
Thinking them stupid ass.

However what i do
And what i write
That does not matter
I am a born poet
For the reason wonder
That my mind holds great.

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Me My Bicycle and Life

me and my bicycle
are in  a queer relation 
at least in the state of running
at high speed it keeps balance 
but off balance my life  becomes 
while I drive  at low speed 

me and my life 
now at loggerheads 
at least in the matter of speed 
my life runs well  like a bicycle 
but at the age of forty 
I could not afford high speed 
upon putting  much efforts  
I develop  back pain.

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Nationalists

Nationalists 

Demonise the religious extremism with full force 
How sweet it is that I am with you 
Be it Islam, Christianity, Hinduism or Buddhism
No heck to distinguish any one from the others 
They are the same weed of the same soil 
Eating up the crop of humanity 
But what about nationalism and its product the nationalists 
They are not less criminals when they go to kill millions 
In the name of nations or in the name of races 
Think of the world wars first and second 
And count in your fingers the deaths and devastation 
They bought upon us, upon our humanity 
I am here to declare a Jihad against those who are to say 
Peace is not profitable but war is 
And national interest is above anything else 
Rather than the interest of human being 
I am also against those hypocrites who say 
Nuclear weapons are meant for peace 
Nothing can be more bull shit than this 
Do you agree with me? 
Shall we meet in a corner of lighted street?
Or are you from the same group of garbage nationalist? 
Any difference of opinion from you is the answer 
And yet I will not  hate you 
Kindly from me take the unbreakable promise.

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Self Criticism

Perhaps I was wrong 
I should not have done those 
And said the things which did nothing good 
Neither for me nor for them 
Instead, a great damage had been done to all 
For the longer run, for longer relationships  
I should have understood that 
They have all sentiments just like I have 
They get hurt as I get 
I should have restrained
From winning debates 
No prizes I win from their defeats 
But I keep losing their hearts 
Above all, I should have respected 
Their honour and dignity 
And recognized that they are too 
Or belong to the race called human being
By no means has any one fetched 
Humiliations and disrespect  
Unconditionally I offer my apology 
For my past misconducts 
As well as for my misjudgments 
In advance.

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Phenomenal Man

Phenomenal Man

I do not have a size normally a model does
Nor have I in my face two wonderful eyes
Yet people come to me in a surging wave to see a wonder
What I perform everyday on my stage
You may cast doubt
But I am telling you I never tell a lie
I write poems and tell them without uttering a single word
They trail my speech which I could not shout out
Like the keen eyed men trail a rainbow
When I show them how I cook the flooding flickers of my emotions
I am a poet, I am magical
A magically magical poet
that's me .

Dumb by birth
Yet people come to me to see a wonder
My stage is full of indelible ink and
I go to paint my tangled joys and sorrows upon the cloud
People go blistering around when I show them
How to draw without using any brush
They take them as dream and trail them like horizon
I am a painter poet
A magically magical poet
that's me

I am born without hands
Yet people come to me to see my magical works
Around me they gather in a surging wave
And I go to sing my miraculous song
Believe me they go hysterical around in delight
When I sing them with my single magical word’ aw’
Such a lyrical poet I am
A wonderful man
A wonder of all wonders what I am.

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A Tribute To Nelson Mandela

By applying policies of apartheid 
Or practising  racial discrimination 
Who want themselves or their clan 
To be seen above than the rest of the world 
People of this globe throw them down 

But the man instead of pulling himself up 
Bring up all in the line of equality 
People of this globe push his stature above 
Much more than the rest of humanity 
Showing for him unprecedented  respect and love.

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Human Sacrifice

The place where I live is a damp swamp space 
Here not only live human beings 
But also live cockroaches, mosquitoes and flies 
India is her name 
If I go more specific then it is called west Bengal 
Around me is only 
Heap of mud, dust and dirt 
Along with some liars, traitors and hypocrites 
Strange, peculiar and odd things always happen 
Most bewildering thing in this place is their mind 
So superstitious are they 
If you listen to their beliefs your head will start to spin 
Take only one here,
They banned the cow slaughtering 
As they think it is a great sin 
But human sacrifice is not bad enough to be stopped
Rather still they believe 
Human sacrifice could bring them a huge fortune.

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Your Mother

The women who you call your mother 
She is not necessarily the same for me 
I am her faithful brother –in- law 
So by the relation i am your lovely uncle
And you are my cute nephew 
Please, don’t ask me to worship her.