Best Repulse Poems

I THINK THEREFORE I AM


"An ounce of hypocrisy is worth 
a pound of ambition" --Michael Korda

Liberty...
This everyone's want--
stretching an autonomy to unbuckle self-discovery

I got mites...

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This sacred soil that once resounded with the musket's rattle,
Imbued with mingled blood of Blue and Gray spilt in brutal battle,
Now stands serene with only...

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My Goddess of Home Furnishings 

I watched you floating in your usual way, always in song..,
though you could not see me.
From between the racks of...

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You can all breathe now Zimbabwe 
Rejoice freedom from repression 
lift yourselves out of depression,

new president, no wannabe 
so democratize your Country
repulse anything contrary 

be...

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Do not think there is a day I do not want
Or a week, or even a year I repulse
Do not think I do rebuff
Any part...

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She'd had her round in Life's blighting furnace,
Where stealthy wear and age blurred her face.
Dents shot where dreamy dimples had grown,
Lightning smiles usurped by involuntary...

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The Lay of The Best Man - Part One

I’ve seen men ‘good’, and surely, I’ve seen men ‘bad’
So jealous and so envious, I’ve seen men...

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MY SUN~~~

Like the sun
against the day sky.
Releasing unrestrained light!
Diluting your daily sphere
that repulse
my intellectual needs.
Take Death into my desert
dumping you a side.
Uncrossed boundaries that multiply
concealing...

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The Flag of the British Merchant Navy 

The Battle of the Atlantic

We’ve heard of the famous Mighty Hood that was sunk by a Bismarck shell
We...

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There were silence and stillness in the autumn air
Foliage adorned the trees like fair auburn hair
The stream did not bubble; the pond had no ripples
The...

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Clouds, the clouds diffuse a sad and somewhat somber hue;
Wind, the wind bemoans her loss of reins and calm control;
Crows, the crows flee men of...

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I know, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s poem : Je sais by T. Wignesan

I have seen upon this earth the gangrene of mass graves
I have seen...

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The three enigmas of Turandot

The well of souls run deep in fabled lands of old.
Of China's ancient dynasty and the lost Great Tartary, 
a ballad...

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Ever long we stare to the East
The waters dance with glee.
Alluring at the very least
This symphony may be. 

We watch those who know this beauty
And...

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Wake up, America!
Wake up you silent majority,
you sons and daughters of liberty.
All who bleed red, white and blue
your country needs you!

Wake up, America!
Wake up to...

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