Long Dispelling Poems

as the PROPHETS of profits, WE lead and WE’re fair
while WE’re living the life of the poor BILLIONAIRE
– silver yachts, pearly castles, cash (plenty to spare) –
with the world on OUR backs... ah! the burdens...

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“Concrete Hearts, the Deep End Keys and the Miniaturist's Poetry of Sleep”

Following the Babel paths,
where footprints progress
like rough-hewn braille,
temptation shows itself well deep
to be turned and touched,
substantially labyrinth

The Open 
is lead  
further in, and...

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Voices of creation speak Type A and Type B,
and polyglot dialects through Z, 
somehow under what lies in shadow
from B through Z

Anyway, Type A conscious I am alive
in this indoor moment
awake but not directly sun-absorbing...

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Woven are these pages in poetic verse,
With bare threads of our deepest feelings,
You will find laughter, tears and remorse,
and words of wisdom, prayer and healings. 
Krish Radhakrishna

The words herein form an anthology of love
From the...

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The crime is snowed over, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s  Il neige sur le crime

Are we buried under snow holding our silence
in what immense Cimmerian (collision) of terror ?
The mouth kept open in the shriek...

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In the eases softening breeze leaves rustle in the crisp
Autumn air, as the creeping shadows begin to claim the
Hallows of the darkening night, layer by layer the blackness
Swallows whole the last remaining essence of light,...

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Spent an hour on porn
Deep inside, I am torn
I feel mind-controlled again
Wondering where you been...

Reality is so unsettling...dispelling 
Fantasy is where I'm truly dwelling
My conscience is empty
No one cares apparently 

Sex with you was something...

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Follow me, Translation of Piere Emmanuel’s Suis-moi by T. Wignesan

Everything begins on a morning like just another but 
        which becomes its own following day.
The next day of...

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In Ouachita's tales, where pine needles sigh.
I trace the mountains' ancient, weathered crown.
Silvered river forgotten secrets float by
And fills my heart, a sonorous chamber now.

A flame ignites, dispelling shadows deep,
A beacon for lost souls on...

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It was a short walk I intended to take
To while away time that I did not have
For I had lots on my mind and hands 
So off I went anyway and I was glad of...

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For Old Star-Gazer Master Khayyam – a name like Shakespeare’s for “some” other giants – Part Two


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Can’t you see the tears, falling from my eyes?
Don’t you see the truth, dispelling all the lies?
I hate to see you go so soon like the cool weather
I have to say goodbye, for nothing lasts...

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Lyric Epic Poem 


The gospel starts, a river flows,
Of silver, bright and ever pure,
The greatest song the spirit knows,
A legacy that will endure.

A kingdom grand, of sunlit gold,
Where riches flow like endless streams,
A story waiting...

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Born and raised as a little child in a Witches’ coven,
the Black Witch was indeed a very precocious child
whose hell-spawned soul was seared in Hell’s oven,
and like Medusa herself was a creature gone wild.

The Black...

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No wisdom more canny than the folksome pantun’s peasant proverbials
            Wake! Monde Malais! Wake and note no Sultan whirls as a Sufi
  ...

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Do you know that you saved yours truly? 
Your courage stood bright, and your heart didn't find me unruly

You fought for me, even though you barely knew me,
A stranger’s shield, a light that defended freely
In...

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In my game of life
I play sometimes against,
and sometimes with,
Time as Other player

Playing against
seems to have bad odds of feeling like a winner,
while playing with time
feels like we both win,
at least some Time,
especially if we...

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When I was a little girl, I dreamed of growing up,
Of being a teen, of filling the cup.
I longed for a phone, lipstick, high heels,
To be like the women on film reels,
Those I admired, oh...

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within the under belly of
this hob bull ling Leviathan beast
induced roaring hungry soundcloud issued
within abdominal folds
finding they in creased

never diminishing, matter
whether I turn north, south, west or east
this adult desired,
soon after he envisioned
buttered crispy dish...

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There are things I take to the Lord
Little things – sometimes more
Important things, like pain and sorrow
Whispers of insight, melancholy
Darkness and dread, joy’s caress
A longing, a hope, a dream of the best

There are memories, inklings,...

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Hi America.
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The word takes flight, a borrowed feathered thing,
Not beak nor claw, yet on the mind takes wing.
A bridge unseen from object known and clear,
To realms of feeling held both far and near.

When metaphor arrives, a...

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Beyond tomorrow and the future, we behold God’s love that greatly prevails*
With His compassionate omnipotence everyone hails
Subduing destructive hatred which sorely ails 
For caring jubilation’s cheers against apathy-bitterness’ wails.

Beyond tomorrow and the future, God’s peace...

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let me make an argument for love you can’t refute
I want to win you
I want you to be convinced
I’m the best thing that there is
give heed to this, my argument of logos
for in that you...

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Within the singing stillness of the sphere, I awaken from a breeze,
Consciousness, a proud guardian in the temple of endlessness,
The eternal fire in the hands of time, keeper of the ephemeral flame,
Watches with fervor the...

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