Best Thraldom Poems

The weakness of the weak
is not the strength of the strong...
and those who must get to the peak
must do something right or wrong.

The poverty of...

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We have murdered morality and raped reality.
Every chicken wants to crow before they grow.
Our boys are hunters and our girls flaunters. 
The future is forgotten...

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Our prosperity lies not in the dead we celebrate
but in the lives we liberate and educate.
Our poverty lies not in the funds we lack
but in...

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THE   RISK  OF  LOVE  


It was a hostile land in those days, singing
Of our dream of a house, clinging 
To...

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You do not need the gods to be great,
feast not on the seeds of false fate.
Soar to the skies, sit at the shore of destiny,
tomorrow...

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THE   RISKS  OF  LOVE  


It was a hostile land in those days, singing
Of our dream of a house, clinging 
To...

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She used to mean a world to me:
my soil, my sky, my sea,
she was my stay in trying times;
we did commit cool crimes.
Loving and learning...

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Competition to me is a waste of time,
the clock and the calendar commit no crime.
Look into my eyes, I am the sparkling sun
looming up above...

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He is the Lion of the tribe of his home;
 his arrival makes everyone run and roam...
 Tantrum and torments are the daily bread
 with...

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The rugged race is not to 
the swift
nor the bitter battle to 
the strong,
within us lies a leverage, 
a lift--
towering above the 
thraldom of throngs.

Godliness...

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The rugged race is not to 
the swift
nor the bitter battle to 
the strong,
within us lies a leverage, 
a lift--
towering above the 
thraldom of throngs.

Godliness...

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His words cut deep like a knife,
Last night, it was as if all the unknown of the world pressed upon her gloomy soul,
His last punches...

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Die Lorelei by Heinrich Heine (1797-1856)- Translated by T. Wignesan
	For Regina von Degenfeld at Waibstadt
	-in respect and unending sufferance-

(Heine, a German Jewish lyrical and satiric...

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Words flutters her firm 
feathers and
flies to freedom,
she whirls in the wind of 
wonders,
wielding wisdom,
her spirit swirls and soars 
steadfastly to stardom,
without thrills, her theme,...

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In a wave like motion, we began moving across the leaf.
We had travelled here together, hundreds in the belief,
That our lives would be safer after...

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