Gruesome potentiality 
Causes in you grotesque jealousy
My top hill rise 
Is your ocean wide 
Conspiracy 
My honesty 
Is your fallacious doubt 
My hard rock integrity 
Gives you a shock 
Wave electric 
My handsomeness causes 
In you a complex 
Inferiority 
My respect 
Did not kick out
In you 
The nature 
Narcissist  
You hate me 
As you want 
To be like me 
In disguise 
You recognise
The essence 
In me.
If you want 
Come to devour me 
With an open jaw 
Like a wolf
But I am a seed 
Concrete
Soon will be 
In your womb 
After months nine 
To call you mother.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a beautiful poem, indeed. Abdul Wahab! That is why our children are giving us so much trouble and love! Keep writing!