Long Construed Poems

Bharathidasan’s “Pulikku nay enta muulai” (To the Tiger, the Dog knows no safe dwelling!) translated by T. Wignesan 

Bharathidasan (1891-1964) was a self-proclaimed disciple of the eminent Brahmin poet: Cuppiramania Bharathiyar (cf. two poems of...

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justice 

What does this vastly misunderstood word mean to you? 

Too what ends? 

May we seek? 

Who(m) may guide us? 

Endless deliberation (spiss spiss spiss)

Debated and glorified by us all 

Beloved; instilled among (a) core...

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Rosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz, Part Two

Rosalia’s Instruments of Evil and Debauchery
Rosalia needed certain tools or instruments of evil and debauchery to successfully pursue her nefandous plans of bringing the people...

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I live in America, as in the United States of America, and that used to mean something. At least to me it did. And it’s not so much in how I was raised but in...

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How could this possibly be a anything fake 
For that would be true if you were Rod 
Or Todd 
Or Harry 
Or drake ...
But no, you seem to arrive at just the right pace
Perhaps anyone...

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Last evening I noticed another disconcerting Trump headline.
This felt and smelled more like a deadline
for disintegration
than a lifeline,
a bootstrap, if you will,
toward integrity of health and regenerative safety,
which I thought was front and center
in our...

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Translation of David Broza's " ! Ay Amor ! Que seria de mi ! " by T. Wignesan

( I'm not certain if this' s the original title of the lyrics composed by Eitan Nahmias GLASS....

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They say the one you think of last before sleep,
Is the one you care for the most— the one you wish to hold, admire, love…

The two of us…beings of bravery,
Had labored all the night, 
In...

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Part 10

The Sun high above was swiftly given a shove
    As the Moon appeared to swallow the night.
And with another miserable day... just hours away,
    They all slept to...

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In twilight's realm, where moonbeams entwine,
Two owls engaged in a contrast of minds:
A Great Horned Owl, proud and strong,
And a Great Gray Owl, cunning and long.

Amidst the trees, their feathers shone,
"Who is the wisest?" their...

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Take my lips from me, steal my teeth
Rip my voice from my throat
Throw a wrench at my voice box, there's no point in the lock
Sorry for being abrupt, carrying this halfway through a morning tune
But...

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How 
Is it possible to harness energy sufficient for a simple mispronunciation?
Made from miscommunication...
at best.

At our best we tend to fear; succumbing to failure's hardship. 
Countered by an offensive degrade;
shortly mind-coming definition.
Afraid for conformity's confrontational...

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When the bus first got there, the Medic was tending to Brick and it took 
all of five minutes for that to turn around. Brick was tending to the nurse.  
No surprise, Bill thought...

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Mom died 6 months before you unexpectedly arrived; your prayers were answered and I, dumbfounded.   I was still reeling with matters of her estate; meandering through her personal documents and searching for clues...

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I won't be afraid.

 

No, I won't suffer defeat. I won't fit into your mold.  I will no longer be the 
person that you have always wanted me to be. I will never live...

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That look of fierce disdain, nobility! 
That regal plume of chestnut ruddy-brown 
with speckled breast! No hint of weak servility 
besmirched the falcon's fine, imperious frown. 
He loved the way it sat in proud tranquility...

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(Part 3 of 4)

& The Bible Goes So Far As To Give "Specific Signs & Dates"
Not Some Vague Illusion Construed After The Fact Culminates
But Bible Prophecies Came True, Come On Time & Never Late
Its Documented...

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Spilling some ink as quick as ya eye's blink,
These freestyle writings are the missing link,                    ...

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You want a poem my dear damsel
abruptly I start this off beat for you still
after all these illustrious years
turn my heart into a robotic puppy
I curl up next to your feet wanting to be petted
to...

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Do you think I care 
For your phony Arab spring
And dead trees and hot wind
I have never seen a spring without seed popping from the soil
I should know I am made from the dust of...

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Writings moving through me with the Holy Spirit,
Inviting exquisite artistry like Hebrew so I write it automatically,
Transmitted and sent with rugged style of construed truth, 
To induce questions within the golden age of the awakening...

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Brave New World

A 'world' it is and it spins around in mad circuits of loopy loops.
Has reached an infinite array of denominations in which foolish
insane clowns have taken over the asylum once more as bedlam...

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By Kevin Robey
February 14, 2013

Wind flows through our hair, with front lines waiting on
Waiting for sirens to sound that fighting song
With knuckles turned white, our eyes shining bright
There’s no question in choosing fight over flight

The...

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What does it mean to be immersed in the waters of true love?
To be completely vulnerable; by her eyes willingly held captive.
I had constantly pondered this question in my inexperienced mind. 
Having found my answer;...

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A poet dreams, a poet writes
Words of passion, mostly unlike,
Like a rhythm nation, they rock in time
Coming from strange but gifted minds

Like a blank canvas that opens up so many feelings and thoughts
 Writing words...

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