Green In The Eye
Why should one
Have so much
While I have none.!
But I was in love
As strong as death
But bit by bit I am losing,
Will my love die?
It is me, green in the eye,
Grievously in the grave
Drinking my own blood
And eating my own flesh.
I feel lonely
In front of my smiling enemy.
I can't cut jocks and make fun
I can't keep mocking
Suddenly I feel I am in love again
As I have a radical admiration
And an awkward homage with recognition
I feel now, my love will not die
As it is fed upon me, green in the eye.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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