Best Crowned Poems

On dappled shore, wind presses 
flaming dusk with laced caress,
sugar of wine
the drenched moon of eve blesses
rousing passion’s warm finesse,
mouths brush so fine
heads laying on grass’ tresses
cherishing sighs, air boundless
two souls align

In fluid rush of moon’s climb,
heart-shaped carvings drawn ,enshrined 
glitters on sand
drinking potion so...

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Crowned May Queen


As the music flows in my mind and soul in cheer
I dance around on my toes in the sun kissed fragrant fields
of wildflowers and tall emerald green grass yields
With a breath of life that dwells the day is near
For I’m favored to be...

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Limerick : Once a shocking Norseman crowned Viking

Once a shocking Norseman crowned Viking
Took his flaxen men on an ice outing
They lusted for fat Finns
Knocked walrus and dolphins
Why Arctic now with Vi-wal-phins seething.

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2013...

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I wake to the touch of a morning sun,
Softly teasing my eyes apart.
I feel your arms tighten around
Sealing yet another
Non existent space.
I turn around to face you
Feeling blessed for a millionth time.
I stare at your sleeping self  
Murmuring a silent prayer of thanks…
At a...

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Everybody wants to be king
They crown themselves by opining
And can only see everyone else’s sins

Everybody wants to rule
And conquer all with hypocrisy
They prate and condemn
While shielding their transparent sins

So many rulers make for a great din
Where nothing is gained
And illogical arguments create
Sectarian tragedies

It is a...

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Surrounded by the darkened carnage in this valley...
Everywhere one turns and all they can see are endless
Glimpses reflections of her Babylon gasping for breath why
How be it that you cannot find, a love for all their human kind ?
What is your problem you silver spoon...

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The Republicans gave us a monkey
That drove the economy to the ground
Now they are offering an orangutan
Who wants to be crowned...

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“Agora é tarde Ines é mor”
Ire, Revenge clouded Pedro‘s heart.
Death separated the lovers apart.
Seeking a punishment to fit the crime,
Heart pulled from one’s chest, 
Heart pulled from one’s back.
Those who wronged him were mourned in shrouds.
Love was a weakness in the realm.
Souls died, lovers whelmed.
Ines...

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In seventeen sixty nine a child was born
in Corsica, Genoa's former vassal state.
Prior to his birth, his land had been war-torn,
Paoli's resistance did his birth predate.

At school, his geometrical talent was inborn,
and he was tutored by none other than Laplace.
For his accent, his peers at...

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My love for you angel 
as the deepest ocean shell opens up 

Entering a gifted treasure pearl sings 
sweetest flower it's true blue skies above 

Dressed in pink softly touching heartbeats 
shining through to my soul each skip applauds 

Blushing in the heart fragrant warm...

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In the midst of our trials and circumstances of life,
we have the tendency to complain and even find someone else to blame.
It’s our nature to defend, even if we have to pretend. 
Stretch the truth to the point the truth becomes aloof and we become...

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Hello Santa, Nice to meet you this year
I've been very good, come rain or shine
I know what your thinking, you have your fears
But I don't want anything big this time
I just want some books (ten would do)
Maybe some Tolkien, or Verne perhaps?
Some Sanderson would be...

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Who crowned You king of the land
Where innocence has feared to tread
Where angels and demons play tug of war
And i'm the rope stretched taut and thin

my head lies deep in the sand
i need You to speak in my stead
i now wish to merge my voice...

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As the clock ticks 
echo carries within 
striking deep keys 
touching one soul 
flowing in feelings 
emotions swelling 
plays a sweet tune 
softly it sings 

in the deepest ocean 
you are a pearl 
of a goddess 
within two hearts 
a tide 
of precious feelings 
softy...

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The Crowned Dead

The growing of green things, 
should concern all of us. 
The fires burning in far lands, 
can still reach US(a). 
There are all kinds of flames. 
Not all are hot, some are ice cold. 
They drive you to run into the sea, 
even...

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