Long Affixes Poems

Book Three of the THIRUK-KURAL on Un-Authorised (concealed) and Authorised (religion-ordained) LOVE: Cantos 109 THAGAIANANGKURAITHTHAL to 133

(Note: Love between mainly the wedded pair from the standpoint of the fair liana-like “lady” of the pliant bamboo-shoulders,...

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I always arise
     at break of dawn,
when curtained solar
     radiance openly drawn
upon a vast
     wasteland, though thankfully
     most (boot...

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Yukon just coon sitter me a copacetic, energetic, ironic language lover (English is ma lingua franca late mother tongue), who waxes poetic, but tall so one babbling, creaking, and dabbling dis arming marine naval (gazing)...

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Call me a pacifist activist deploring insanity of war,
never a Fitbit moon-unit soldier of military industrial
complex, this articulate baby boomer verily stupefied,
openmouthed, dumbfounded at inane ill logic to send
best and brightest, or even those boasting...

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the “rogue” soldier

one US soldier gets blamed for killing 16 civilians in 
Afghanistan,
and the whole world is chattering 
like they did when the qu'rans were burned---
this time, after the 16 were shot dead,
they were rounded...

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Hooray for Captain Spaulding...
though he played only a cameo role
helping me secure corrective eyewear I sport

mucho gratitude to all parties involved
including the missus,
cuz she needed to shuttle me
to and from hither and yon,
wherever I needed...

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Unfaithful marital transgressions
self admitted indictment,
crime and punishment,
no longer think high lee
entailing no mister re: demeanors,
I searingly weathered

(George by bushed, albeit thankfully,
no unwanted child left behind),
nonetheless one unforgettable
indelible, execrable, and abominable
professedly owned his
civil warring battle of...

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A girl with innocent heart is here,
She loved a boy who was practical everywhere,
Surprisingly he proposed her with a rose
And she too was ready to ooze...,

Struggled through a lot of difficulties,
Be it caste, status or...

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                         Stateless

			…thatched houses catch fire
sparrow tires from romping in the coned-flower...

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The Earth is groveled by her own soul.
With her skull welting on the sky, as all.
Affixes the omissions in her memory.
Together with people and greenery.

The grass lies behind shuck's pole.
In a casket placed of ivory,...

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Did I arrive before the final showing?
Before your heart was erased?
All I know is that
When we run the gamut 
There are rules
That cannot be broken
And shattered like an icicle
Falling to the ground.

There are spirals in...

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I hear words from a source somewhere outside of my comprehension,
A language that not even the speakers can unravel,
Its slick syllables stick in my consciousness,
But without purpose nor meaning.

The consonants of a far-off land older...

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I arrived before the final showing,
Before your heart was erased.
When we run the gamut 
There are rules
That cannot be broken.

There are spirals in the mind
That annoy even the great ones,
With pedigrees like tulips.
Free at last--
Or...

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I have a light within
that I've somehow curtained,
put something in its way.
I cast a shadow across
everything. It is no defect
of the eye but of the spirit,
a flaw I have in me,
a dimming I pass on...

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is it a noun or is a verb um																		  to ing or not to ing question                																  my...

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