Long Ceremonious Poems

Fattened and fattened,he became gigantic
His nails so sharp,like the rodents
The belly you may think,a full pregnancy
And the coughing,my father’s son difficult

Years haven’t gone much
Before marrying selfish woman
Who walks shaking clumsily
Like she got another job,yet my...

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I heard an angel speak last night and he said "write"
With lantern light weary I write this morbid night
The moon above the meadows move in gloomy mist
With pen in hand, hermit a man and death...

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Matsuo Basho: English translations of Haiku about winter, cold, rain, rains, frost, frosts, snow, snowflakes, wind, children, childhood, hail, hail stones, winter life. 

Mushroom-gathering,
rushing to beat
cold evening rains.
—Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Ceremonious
hailstones
assail my...

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Lying here numb staring at the walls of filth 
Waiting for the time, the moment of truth 
Its time now, I am going. So long! 
Ceremonious exile to the world I belong 

This wasteful existence...

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Dawn hurls
Magic aura;
Song birds sing

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Cheery sunrise
Poetry of light;
Ceremonious new day

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Awakening
Dreamy lines linger;
Unremembered glimpses

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Brisk walk seeking
Wet market food supplies;
Fresh vegetables greet

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Busy food court
Crowded queues;
Hunger strikes a pose

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Early morning queue
Banking transactions;
Money on the move

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Friendly fruit vendor
Skins three...

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Oh! How I long for that
one sweet moment of
loneliness, when the human race
decides to piss off, leaving me
to wallow in my own
company.
The pressurized world,
the ceremonious
corporate reciprocates, one’s
space to foul, with flouting
flagrant farts! Creating
thunderous turmoil, a
chaotic...

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Slayer of Mahishasura, the buffalo demon,
Durga resembles Greek mythical spirit Eudaemon;
Symbol of motherhood, strength, safety, destruction and wars, 
Amalgamation of goddesses and their divine source...!

Myths hold she miraculously emerged from Ganges Holy,
Culmination of powers of...

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All these medals will never revive the souls that were reaped.
Ceremonious honors shimmer, but the blood of martyrs has dried.
No tribute can console the mothers whose hearts are crushed by the death of a son.
Not...

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Ballad of the poet

When the moon kissed the sun, and light spread upon the earth. *hh*
Bright and early, 
early bird gets the worm.

With sullen time on stand by.... *DJ*"
Spurns emerald valleys that blur upon my...

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The dreaming self of mine, coagulate
to form an image purely supreme
to intermingle all my mellow thoughts
and create a thing above all.

The senses are most absorbing
and are getting each thing perfect
blending each thing to their mighty...

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Hot December with excitement in the air.
Parties, new dresses and meals; a treat so fair!
Most special is my last born’s birthday.
Minute monitoring of decoration’s detail
And fussing over final dressing of cocktail. 
Majestic table stands with...

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Morning dew lets
drip essential
waters, the active
ripples drop,
landing, working
with the melting
ponds, to release
surface tension 
The callings of
chirping birds,
resonating
pleasantries to ears
everywhere, fervent
life, the eager
promise of things to
come 
The good morning sun
evaporates people's
resentment, feelings
over three months of
abandonment, making
it...

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THE RISE, THE FALL, ARISE

One moment I am among the stars
Looking down to them as they work and walk the earth
Nothing compare to my lengthy altitude
I am high, I am tight, and I am composed

How...

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THE RISE, THE FALL, ARISE

One moment I am among the stars
Looking down to them as they work and walk the earth
Nothing compare to my lengthy altitude
I am high, I am tight, and I am composed

How...

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I        smelled rebirth           as       the      petrichor ...

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Here again, on the the crest of the eve, 
the sound of them...calling out to me
Their sound of arrival, coming from the crimson sky
The ceremonious cry as they frame the V
Causing me to lift eyes...

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Remembered the 1940s, the season of the holocaust.
Six million irons, disjointed from their ores
Were forged in bottomless pits of anvils.
The swarming bees in a ceremonious buzzing
Were uncoupled from their hives through Reichsbahn.
However, a tensed, stale...

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The  Symbol Of Gods
 
When we think of God we think of religion, yes God is the one omnipotent.
There are others that see things a litttle different: the American Indians
Know god as a powerful...

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My hourglass shattered somewhere in the Limbo
I found myself swimming towards stones instead of stars,
my heart, fragile & curious began to beat naively, bravely for my soul's sitar,
the flesh of this stage surrounded the nerves...

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Oh Amazonian tea
A demonic stigma precedes you
Your evil is in your wonderous healing
You adept unmasker
Ceremonious enlightener
Purging our torso to allow cleansing of our souls
Unbarring portals we've kept forcibly sealed
Transporting us to a realm where our...

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Yesterday, I stroked a horse:
I ran my hand along his back
And watched his every muscle twitch,

So sensitive—what a proud and
Ceremonious beast. He held his head
Lightly—comfortable, with no fear—
And his ears tipped gently forward,

Relaxed. They flicked...

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Lofty oracle did with ceremonious rite fealty ordain
Two eagles soared on fecund mountain terrain
As twin peaks, sipped frothy dew from Venus's fountain
For a fortnight, rapturous clouds danced o'er my satin mane
But euphoric heights could not...

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I know a funeral when I walk into one
I can tell between a funeral and a burial
They are two entirely different artworks
One is done on grand canvas, with drunken strokes
Of sashaying brush and bleeding paints;
The...

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On a busy Marescaux Road where  
No one cared for an injured dog, 
Where motorists do not come to a slow, 
And honking horns hammer 
As impatient traffic competes toe to toe, 
There on...

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Child’s Play


Perhaps we should let the children lead.
Two mothers sat on a bench
speaking in an unusual tongue,
one sat alone scanning her cell phone,
a Dad pretended to teach his daughter to fish,
grandparents toddled after a toddler.

The...

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