It was a historic movement that made the dictator monarch to give in to the people's power. During 19 days nationwide closure, the entire nation came to a standstill. Tens of millions people took to the streets demanding the king to quit the nation.
and fierce boots to
limit the movement
of the sterns strolling about the garden.
He hanged a clumsy ball
of iron in the legs of purple gullinule
to strip it off its nature.
He dangled a bulky nose ring
to fetter the graceful
struts of the Himalayan lophophorus.
He wore the boots
that mimicked death's
nails and claws.
He sent winter
to love's courtyard.
He fuelled
the agitation
of his own mind.
But all the things
that he did
turned to him
and began to
pull his root to
wipe him out of
the flower's home.
Then he kneeled down
and swore he had intruded
into their soul
and their lives.
copyright Mukul Dahal 2006
First appeared in Autumn Sky Poetry (Issue 2, June 2006)
http://www.autumnskypoetry.com/issues/Number2/Dahal.html
Poetry by Mukul Dahal
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People's Movement April 2006
He bought new, harshand fierce boots to
limit the movement
of the sterns strolling about the garden.
He hanged a clumsy ball
of iron in the legs of purple gullinule
to strip it off its nature.
He dangled a bulky nose ring
to fetter the graceful
struts of the Himalayan lophophorus.
He wore the boots
that mimicked death's
nails and claws.
He sent winter
to love's courtyard.
He fuelled
the agitation
of his own mind.
But all the things
that he did
turned to him
and began to
pull his root to
wipe him out of
the flower's home.
Then he kneeled down
and swore he had intruded
into their soul
and their lives.
copyright Mukul Dahal 2006
First appeared in Autumn Sky Poetry (Issue 2, June 2006)
http://www.autumnskypoetry.com/issues/Number2/Dahal.html
Poetry by Mukul Dahal
Read 870 times
Written on 2006-11-15 at 16:14
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