Best Morphemes Poems

"Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry." 

She became a leaf on a tree, a speck of dust,...

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Part Two


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The Anatomy of a Kural: Maxim Number 245 (taken at random) of the Thirukkural, the Tamil Classic on Ethics by Thiruvalluvar 

allal arulaalvaarkku illai valivalangum

mallalmaa naalam kari (K245)

“The teeming earth's vast realm, round which the wild winds blow,
Is witness, men of 'grace' no woeful want...

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The gentle watery flow smashing against the ragged rocks.
The snowcap mountains nestled against the bluest sky
wisps of a soft breeze whispering against the blushing cheek
unanticipatory verbiage impacting emotions

to thine own self be true
to rhyme without rhythm
to eat, to pray, to love

the best of times, the...

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puzzling with all the words in the order
and changing them - around, and 'round again
effecting or affected by affective disorder
to sound around some pleasing refrain

what's to be gained, again, a chorus refrain
chanted softly by the author's low voice
into the next stanza to continue the chain
in...

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An instrument of beauty,
poetry is art at its best
with its verses of passion
penned with love
in assorted and variegated
metrical composition
with sublime and
aesthetically satisfying flow.

It is a creative exposition 
that unfolds and enlightens
with enchanting constructs 
the demonstrative and
effusive characterization 
of language by utilizing, 
promoting and bestowing 
the...

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Seated alone; a room full of blank and emotionless faces. 
The murmur on with unimpressive tones. Failing their attempts at using alliteration, morphemes, to name just a few. How can the educated, lack the simplest of appreciation?  Life's little gifts, such as poetic beauty...

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Silly Syllables 
Making sounds out of morphemes
Through the lexicon...

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Villanelle: Whose terse lines lie entangled in the colophon
  
 for the author - male or female, prince or pauper, playboy or priest - of the
   THIRUKKURAL*, the reputed "bible" of the Tamils, the principal Dravidian race  credited with having engendered...

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Poets maybe extravagant
Not of money but with words
In a minute they can say thousands word flagrant
But nobody can just understand their world
For poets speak of humour, of pun, and others in instant
With so much, no one can see what their mind wore
To them words are...

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Love me dear, so slowly 
Throughout this life and death
My muse and inspirations 
You are the best parts
Of me and my words. 

I couldn't sew a stitch 
Write a single phrase 
Without it being gone through you
For my pen is now within.

My mind hides my...

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War Cry

A vicious tussle broke between two foes
the quiet faction firmly stood its ground 
verbose wing dug in heels while braving blows
Both land and sea were numbed with booming sound

The battlefield a mangled, spectral form
as angels wept, aghast at ravaging
dispute; slain morphemes dazed, could not...

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Poetry
A wonder of creativity and innovation
Jungling of words and morphemes
Expression of views and emotions

We praise n sing
We cry and sob
We hallulate and jubilate
From it solace we derived
Our emotions we express
Our inner most thoughts we express
Its power beyond limit

The mind it sharpens
Its not for the weak...

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         poesy    etcetera
              v       o
     Lip  morphemes
   ...

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The blue moon crackingly, magnanimously rose,
As he creeped in quietly, repressed — inconspicious!
His eyes gleaming in appatency yet sorely of passion,
Calm are his actions but embedded monstrously of tension. 

Dulcet words escaped his mouth in intimidating fashion,
Beads of sweat rolled down my temples as he...

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