Hassanal Abdullah Poems

If I have a little cash, I will open an art shop
My modernist call
Will raise echo and journey to
Corners of places not reached before.
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In my childhood I saw many gods
With their red wide eyes
Full of threats.
My days passed by
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Enter with a bare chest. Dear lady, the complex
cage of dress fails to give me the deepest pleasure.
I want naked beauty, like the snake and the tree.
My restless flowering youth thus longs for the taste
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When God is dead
I will swim in the river.
I will play football
And get a lot of fans
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At last, I've captured the light of the earth in my courtyard.
That's a new story, a new jubilation of the sea;
The wave goes away; soon it comes back to me
And the century's hungry compass rotates on its own orbit.
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The ants got scared
They do not go home
They do not eat daal, nor dried rice
Are not moved by ticklings of the wind
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People smell like a horse,
But a horse does not smell like them.

People smell like a dog,
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I've heard the noble sound of your footsteps, my love.
Come, come closer, and slowly open your heart. Spread
the fragrance of your beautiful breasts. Let the door
be closed. Embrace me with your gentle hand
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Screams echoed in the palm of my right hand
as if a bullet hit the plaster on a wall—

Then, it was deep at night
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Suddenly, he jumped into the river
Suddenly, he managed to jump into the river
Suddenly, at that devastating moment,
he jumped into the river
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