Spinach wrote a poem

Spinach wrote a poem,
She wrote a pantomime.
A long wordless monologue,
A lengthy heartful rime.
Everyone who read it,
Was in splits of laughter,
Everyone who read it,
Died the morning after.

-Kunal Goel

5 comments

1. Anusha says:

   wow, “A long wordless monologue,
   A lengthy heartful rime.”
   That’s one poem I’d love to read…
   Oops, maybe not

   December 15th, 2007 at 10:11 pm

2. Kunal Goel says:

   please dont

   December 16th, 2007 at 06:21 am

3. Ishan Dubey says:

   I didn’t

   December 17th, 2007 at 01:20 am

4. A. N. Nanda says:

   Hi,

   I don’t know if I got the poem right. Something to do with drug, isn’t it?

   Anyway, with powerful intertwining of words, it is nothing if not a beautiful poem.

   Thanks.

   Nanda
   http://ramblingnanda.blogspot.com
   http://remixoforchid.blogspot.com

   April 6th, 2008 at 10:50 pm

5. Kunal Goel says:

   Thanks Mr Nanda. While writing this poem, I did not envisage any interpretations with respect to drugs, but I won’t limit anyone’s understanding. And may I say, what you observed has definitely given it a new meaning.

   I would look forward to more interpretations of other contributions on the blog.

   April 7th, 2008 at 09:10 pm

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