Best Subscribes Poems

Ambling in the charm of Tidal Basin
We hold hands with a lilac morning
Long before it pleads with the sunrise
To sparkle the view of a purple dawn
Saddled in the daze of hazy fog.

Strolling under gleam of a starry night
Along the trails of romantic banks 
We handed...

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Calling oneself a poet takes unmitigated gall and guts  
And he or she should be prepared 
To throw oneself off a high cliff
Or under the proverbial bus
Whenever the expression of innermost thoughts,
Emotions, ideas or beliefs are concerned 
Those who lay it all out on...

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Spring festival
Auspicious colours
Painting town red


Reunion dinner
Grand celebration
Hearts aligned


Homeward bound
To gather again
Good times come around


Joy sings
Spring chorus;
Familiar red packets


Laughing faces
Jolly feasting:
Memory subscribes...

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Self banished from castle of dreams
Boiling poisonous emotions of cess pool
Dominate evil feelings as rapid streams
Living the fantasies from being a fool

An arrow crossed the once loving soul
Robbing forever the sacred innocence
Discovering the lies that smelt foul
Making a world full of indiferrence

Black attire is the...

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we love and lust every waking hour of every passing day.
the bed lay witness to every exhausting adventure. 
if only stories of its witness were passed to ink.
books of such beauty are timeless.
everybody subscribes to love.
few have found it in as pure form as you...

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Why would I say wow to a woman?
If she had no bulging boobs to show
No figure I could look to with lust
Legs that couldn't add fire to the curves;

Could I muster courage to tell lies?
When the erotica well defined
Is the apple to bite full of...

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Nights are sleepless
Days are sleepy
When eyes close 
What I see is creepy

Less I sleep and
More I think
Think of finding
that missing link

Link of harmony
is lost
Lost in the crystals
of frozen frost

Grotesque vibes
My state describes
To surreal death,
This anxious mind subscribes

Such horrid nights
Pass by
A nap I take, with 
Sleepless...

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THIRUKKURAL: Translation of Canto XXXVIII with notes and commentary

Canto XXXVIII of the Thirukkural on the topic of FATE which I give here in translation (by stages) forms, in itself, a separate "book" in its own right, for it nullifies so-to-speak almost all the rest of...

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Because for one thing, he's from Brooklyn Heights,
and glares at strangers.  A French guy (Parisian, 
of course) once remarked to me, "You Americans 
are nice to strangers--we are nice to people we know."  
Well, Giamatti subscribes to that, and if anyone 
claims soulful,...

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God is pure of heart,
or so I have been told.

I am not pure of heart,
this also I've been told.

So if I am to be with him again someday
I need to be purified;
scrubbed vigorously clean
of all sin and temptation,
because God is not tempted
and so I should...

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Since time immemorial
happenstance bestowed *****sapiens
ability to become self aware
double edged figurative sword
allowing, enabling, providing...
forebears of yesteryear
to marvel at life, and
reckon with death,

which mixed blessing
confronts twenty first century
man/womankind with dilemma,
albeit reconciling mortality
linkedin with consciousness
heightened, tested, under_scored...
particularly at demise dearly departed
inadvertently affect

upon surviving family members
hijacking, offsetting,...

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It’s Monday afternoon, the first day after Fall Break. Several of my suitemates are here, relaxing a bit before we hit the dining hall and then scatter, like debris from a bomb. There are a zillion things to do on campus, on any given night....

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The rebirth of our world described in one word: spring;
It’s been forever witnessed by divine source tribes.
Trees blossoming under the Sun’s wing,
It’s new life, dressed in green; everyone subscribes.

Every spring the whole universe is reborn,
New Sun is rising bringing powerful growth;
I feel it in my...

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Descendent of proto humans
dumbfounded, mystified, stupefied, et cetera
despite plethora of technological trappings,
whereby world wide web virtually linkedin
allowing, enabling, and providing
instantaneous electronic feedback,
I still experience dearth
of mental, psychological and social
meaningfulness amidst cerebral chaos
courtesy healthy mailer daemons

occupying sixty plus shades of gray matter
more valuable then any terrain
designated...

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