STONE HEART
I
went to catch some salmon
And
caught a stone heart instead;
Fitted
to a rusting chain,
Having
a cut through the middle.
Certainly,
Someone
had a broken heart,
Or
certainly,
Someone
let another’s heart break.
I
went to catch some salmon
And
caught a stone heart instead.
The
scar was big,
But
the moss was trying its best to cover it up;
Sideways
and green,
Like
the simple robe of some Greek philosopher.
Sideways
and green,
Until
I rub it off
To
see the pain,
The
spark,
The
depth.
NEON
The
sun rises between the two buildings
And
makes the neon signs light up prematurely.
The
sun rises between the two buildings
And
rubs the traffic with golden shampoo.
The
buildings glow
And
the broken steel pipe that crawls up
Cuts
the air with a winking blade of light.
The
sun rises between the two buildings
And
makes the neon signs light up prematurely;
All
in their original colours,
Despite
the same light hitting them-
They are all different.
The
sun rises between the two buildings
And
makes the neon signs light up prematurely.
Yet,
when it rises high enough,
There
is no more light,
And
all neon is just glass,
Looking
like hollow skeletons
Stuck
onto boards
Everywhere.
BUNCH
He
was a vine
With
many leaves but no fruit.
He
said he didn’t need them.
But
they kept clamouring
On
what he was missing out.
He
was a vine
With
many leaves but no fruit
Because
there was no space for them to grow.
The
leaves twisted and curled in the sun,
And
Wrapped inward into individual grapes.
The
leaves twisted and curled in the sun,
But
the grapes didn’t come together as a bunch.
So
they fell to the ground
As
soon as they formed;
Being
wet
And
muddy
And
eaten by the earth
Slowly.
The
leaves twisted and curled in the sun,
And
Wrapped inward into individual grapes.
But
they didn’t come together as a bunch.
So
they didn’t grow.
Abel Johnson Thundil is a young poet from India. He runs a poetry blog called ‘Amaranthine; A blog of original poetry' where he posts everyday. His poems are sometimes sentimental, sometimes dark; but always with a madness that’s very enjoyable. His works have appeared in Terror House Magazine, The Pangolin Review, Fevers of the Mind, and Luminescence (Rosewood publications, India). He is currently looking for patrons to support his work.
Contact:
abeljthundil@gmail.com
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