Best Sanctum Sanctorum Poems

I don't know what came over me that day - an instant of weakness after years of resistance, I suppose.

My beaming spouse leads me, a dog on a short leash, into the forbidden citadel, the sanctum sanctorum of feminine fastidiousness, the dreaded nail salon.

As we...

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Guarded by towering hills on the East 
And flanked by the Arabian Sea on the West
With its easterly shore of stretching sandy swell 
That lulls the restless waves to sleep, 
There is a land, my land of green vegetation
Nestled among palm trees and paddy fields.

Oh!...

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Having conquered death

Soul's eternal home prepared

Sanctum Sanctorum!








© Demetrios Trifiatis
      21 April 2019


* HAPPY EASTER TO ALL CHRISTIANS WHO CELEBRATE EASTER TODAY!...

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The rain-god bursts in Himalaya regions
With snow-covered mountains and deep forests
There’s  Kedar temple for Hindu pilgrims
Coming to worship the god in thousands
Sanctum Sanctorum inside the temple
Of Kedar revered by millions of Hindus
A bleak picture of purses, bags and shoes
All personal things lay strewn in...

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                             Brahman Nemesis

          22 But to those who...

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14: If the soul meets death when Sattva prevails, then it goes to the pure regions of those who are seeking truth.
15: If a man meets death in a state of Rajas, he is reborn amongst those who are bound by their restless activity;and if...

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Villanelle: Dare you stain the portals of your deity’s sacrosanct citadel

Dare you stain the portals of your deity’s sacrosanct citadel
Which mortal mammal’s primal address the rapists desecrate
Be not taken aback the yoni passage leads astray linga infidel

Seeds of life ever come tumbling from out the...

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AQUAMARINE waves kiss the shore as gulls fly overhead.
CRIMSON Geraniums hang in baskets on the porch.
We've planted LAVENDER outside the garden gate for luck,
and lined the driveway with LILAC bushes.
There is a LEMON tree and a TANGERINE tree in the back yard.
They offer shade and...

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She lays there stark naked
writhing and moaning on the hot sand
like a sensuous woman in heat,
Her golden tresses weave through the desert
as far north as the eyes can see,
waving like sheik's silken tent in the wind.

A little down south
hidden behind a billowing dune
lies an oasis...

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You might think that I am quite a handful
Failing your expectations at the most
Yet, being there at times which most cruel
Every step of the way, whatever it costs
Nothing to compare, that motherly love
Those scoldings and reminders, straightforward
All for the benefit, stand up on top
And keep...

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Even the Shield of the Seraphim, a spell, Dr. Strange can summon,
as a protective barrier against mystic and physical threats:
reflecting negative energy away and reducing aggressive impacts,
could not be summoned in time to save Dr. Stephen Strange;
as the doctor was off guard and lay...

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Gods of glowing neon and gaudy screens
smile upon charming, charming patterns of heads.
All colors of hair, lit red, then green, then blue,
guided along invisible paths, crown heads
perspiring, chanting and glancing down
on marching, mechanical arms, then worrying
as they scurry along infinite, crisscrossing paths -
at once so...

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Imagine: hearing the scraping as nails harsh against, their walls
Creche preludes sensing this foreboding; crawling, past these veins ?
Sanctum sanctorum and macabre's, man-of-war his abomination peering
Stepping-stone hallucinations; intuitive marked it's beast ? Ancient's, six'pence....
Monere, a child's eyes prophetic tides omega: hideous, standing where they ought...

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I awake to beautiful music,
As birds sing sweetly outside my window.
I rise and dress unhurriedly,
And go into the kitchen to prepare my morning tea,
The first of many for it sits easily on my stomach,
And energizes me for the day ahead.
     ...

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Sitting in the waiting room her sunlit day; complying to their sequence
Amid a foregone conclusion ? Appearing suddenly out of nowhere
Ineffable somehow it seems this, March two thousand twelve's
National Geographic's copy titled, 'The Journey of the Apostles....
Theocracy's last supper sublime; tableaux ? Instinct taking hold...

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