New poem “Capturing” by Abel Johnson Thundil

sun setting over the trees

photo by Pradeep Ranjan on Unsplash.


People look at you
Like they're taking a photograph.
And like any photograph,
It captures you
Cross-eyed, your face flipped.
Like all photographs,
There will be a red glow in your eyes.
But these things aren’t you.
What is You
Is never understood by these people.
What is you
Cannot be captured.
Only you know that you’re eyes have lost all spark.
They are windows to the soul,
And the soul has no more embers to burn.
People look at you
Like they're taking a photograph.
And like any photograph
They think they've captured you.

Bio: 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 and Luminescence (Rosewood publications, India). His first anthology of poems, ‘The Bleeding Rose: poems of love and loss' was published by Allbooks inc.

A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with Abel Johnson Thundil

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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