Best Sepulchres Poems

An infinity of night for us to burn in our love.
You, my love, a beauty within a silver spotlight.
I shall drown in your beautiful eyes forever,
never to leave the reflection of all my desires,
the queen of all my immortal passions.
The countless stars are witness to...

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The Wedding Ceremony of the Dead, Part One, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Les Noces de la Mort by T. Wignesan

Orgy of stone !
I drank hate in your inferior parts
And bathed during a wild summer our green sepulchres
O ! death
and my animal mouth became distorted
on those...

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Tomorrow never comes

Lost in the memories of yesterday
Glories of triumphs bygone
Reveries intermittently broken
As pains from the boo-boos of yore
Break through to the fore
From their sepulchres 
Deep, at the back of my mind
Where I'd had them entombed.

Yo-yoing between emotions;
Pleasant and afflictive
In self-motivation
I cultivate amendatory measures for...

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Why do the people mourn, when poets die?
     Where do bards go, when they perish in their sleep? 
     And, if heaven and hell together weep,
do angels and demons make pause and sigh,

to raise them to their...

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Having my own Georgetown street; while walking within it's sunrise's 
Shade somewhat quiet today this Memorial weekend: a slight cool breeze
Wisking us away as passing Victorian's once upon a time's houses and etched
Deeply amid his concrete the year nineteen sixty-eight: her time of change Attica...

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Bypassing mercy as compassion and these things should not be left undone ?
Enveloping love's heart shall it fail oneself to grasp; turn away from tears, this light
Their lives, be dreams we omit ? Yet even creation's puppies do eat, the crumbs which fall
Aneath, His, childrens...

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The chantings....
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Within the fog shrouded moments
Of tomorrows unknown day
You wait for something
Something strange....
To mute your path
With these ghostlike things
While as you walk
Along their daunting dreams
Of twisting smiles
And ludicrous scenes....
Caricatures faces
That they always seem
Calling unto your spirit
Enticingly....
As they try to draw you in
Into the corners
Of their...

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Fluent as a rill, that wanders silver-footed down a hill,
Their manifestos raised our burried hopes from sepulchres,
Glittering like an aigrette of stars,
We believed they were refined gold.

Indeed, they deserve our patriotism and mandate,
Wholeheartedly, we gave them,
While hoping to enjoy the dividends of democracy.
Surprisingly, it came...

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When empty bubbles of stillness brimmed the place
Upon an emerald carpet of meads, she genuflected with gathered grace
Of languished bones and reverence plucked from nunhood hearts.
Mighty potentate dear, the wonted beseeching starts. 

Oh! May the taper of thought illuminate the native firmament of youth
With eternal...

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Cheerful

Bright
Yellow
Radiance
A Spring Sonnet
Twirls in pirouettes
Of merriment and mirth
Tossing petals of sunshine
Into the musty sepulchres
Sparkling splendor borrowed from the stars
Smiles frolic in spontaneous giggles....

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Though the sun had begun bleeding in the West
With an explorer’s gait, I walked jumping over gutters
My track, flanked with knee high grass and nettles
Also, wild bushes of all kinds that grew in clusters

    I saw dragon flies whirring around in circles
...

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A white out
A snow bomb
Homes snow blanketed
Whited sepulchres
Cars abandoned
Stuck in snowdrifts
An arm sticking stiffly out
Above its embedded body
Deep in  its shroud of snow
The wind howling and keening
The banshee's delight in its kill
With the thaw 
will come the count...

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Onto this world I know
You know; as night descends
And billions go to sleep, more
Remain awake and witness
The dawning peep. 

This morning I saw fire in the sky. 
Buildings that prior to unnoticed, 
Shone like gold; like beacons 
Beaming Temples of the sun! 

I know and...

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We all left home dead with a wordless farewell,
But couldn't rest in peace in the tiled and golden sepulchres abroad.
A great pang gripped our hearts,
Leaving us with a haunting and horrible sense of insecurity.
 
We have come home,
Like a prophesied rhythmical torrent of eloquent prophecy,
To...

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