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The apple that fell on Newton's head never left.It stayed thereAnd began to grow trees,That shook in the wind whenever he walked,And dropped more apples on his head.Then his head hurt so muchThat he tried to uproot the tree.The roots held onAnd the leaves and apples feel onto paperAs gravity,Due to ...
Abel Thundil
May 30, 2021
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He takes off his shoes before he steps in;SmoothlyLike walking out of a Rolls Royce.He takes off his shoes before he steps inTo dominate,Decimate,Make us feel we should never play badminton again.We run around for the shuttleLike we're carrying basins to catch the water from a leaking roof,Not know...
Abel Thundil
May 30, 2021
6
Is the beach devoid of footprintsOr are there so many that they bury each other.Either way, it's the same.There is no path for anyone to follow.And no one can make a new path that lasts,Because one buries the other.Then some people try to surf;At least,Those lines in the water will last longer.Is th...
Abel Thundil
May 29, 2021
10
I watch the surfer on the beach;How he adjusts to the waves so well,How he conquers them big onesAnd makes them small ones into calm water.How he knows where the tongue of the sea will touch,And how he escapes it every time.I wish I could do the same.I wish I could do the sameHere on land.But the sa...
Abel Thundil
May 29, 2021
6
Things are as lonely as the gate of a Buddhist shrine in the water,Things are as lonely as the cloud pierced by a mountain peak,The moon with no clouds to tuck it in,Frost on windows,An unlit candle.Things can get lonely.But the shrine is always at peace,The cloud can hug the mountain and stay longe...
Abel Thundil
May 27, 2021
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The light is everywhereAnd no one wants itWhen it's everywhere.But when I'm in my bed and it wakes me up,When it comes through a gap in my umbrella,When the door opens and there is no wind,I love it.The light is everywhereAnd no one wants itWhen it's everywhere.But when it comes from the blinking ch...
Abel Thundil
May 27, 2021
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I lie on the sand,Unable to open my eyes to the sun eating my skin.I lie on the sand,And feel tickled by the breezeCaressing the sweaty hair on my underarms.I lie on the sand,And get scratched and crushedBy the many baby turtles rushing for the sea.The gulls come in to grab them,And the mother sea c...
Abel Thundil
May 25, 2021
12
Angels guard cemeteries with spears And graves go empty everyday. Boards guard parks with red letters And the junk collects everyday; Paper, Spit And beer bottles All empty. Who knows what's in the paper? Maybe It's a debt notice. Maybe It's a love letter with the most romantic poem. But it doesn't ...
Abel Thundil
May 25, 2021
14
UNIQUEI am a rose in a garden of daisies.I tried to hide it for a long time.I let them grow tallerSo they could hide me.I let them get the sunAnd I shrunk,ShrunkAnd shrunk.But one day the old man noticed me.And put me in a vase with waterAll on my own.I’ll die faster now.But I’m happier.At least,The...
Abel Thundil
May 24, 2021
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THE GREATEST TRAGEDY Many black hands on the walls; A struggle To push the walls over And explore. The caged bird wants to fly And the kite in the tree Wants the wind to carry it away. Many black hands on the walls; A struggle To see what is on the other side. We keep pushing Until the dirt sticks t...
Abel Thundil
May 22, 2021
6
TO PERFECTIONISTS Art is perfect, They say. Life's a mess, They say. Art can be perfect But only horrible art is so; Life can be perfect But only horrible lives are so. People drink in cups with four handles. It's a perfect cup; You can pick it up from anywhere, But it makes the drinking difficult...
Abel Thundil
May 22, 2021
10
TRUE GUTS The lion has lost A claw, Half of his mane, Much blood, His pride. And yet you see him roar From the edge of the Savannah With the tyranny of an earthquake. The crocodiles submerge And flamingos take off in the thousands On hearing his song; Like electronic music, Enjoyable yet repulsive, ...
Abel Thundil
May 22, 2021
7
NIGHT, RAIN, KISS Night, A hanging lamp, Rain, An umbrella And both of us under it Kissing, Rain drops rolling down to our shoulders. Rain drops rolling down to a puddle, Making the water jump up in the shape of a heart. Night, Rain, Umbrella, And both of us under it Kissing. The umbrella slips down...
Abel Thundil
May 21, 2021
10
BAMBOO There was bamboo at school, Written over by names of loved ones, Names of no longer loved ones, Hearts with arrows. There was bamboo at school, And I used to sit there alone sometimes Like the other boys and girls Who etched in Names of loved ones, Names of no longer loved ones, Hearts with a...
Abel Thundil
May 21, 2021
6
FIRST AND LAST TIME The girl drew a heart on my coffee cup. But that does not mean she likes me. She does it for everyone Like the butterfly kissing every flower Without laying an egg in any one of them, Because the petals are too weak to hold the pupa. The girl drew a heart on my coffee cup. But th...
Abel Thundil
May 20, 2021
6
BIRDSONG A yellow bird sits on the standing plank of a fallen fence And watches the lake shine. It sings this song for someone. But for who? The men in the speedboat drown in the engine’s erring. And the wind has it's own music to play. A yellow bird sits on the standing plank of a fallen fence And ...
Abel Thundil
May 20, 2021
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