Long Intrudes Poems

"Well  to  a  certain  degree  yes I  really  don’t  want  to  impose.
I’m getting  used  to  my  deprivation."    As...

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CONFUSED WORLD:

The world's totally confused,
If you do right you're contused.
To and fro, they go back to the magoos. 
Their systems make no amuse,
It only dismantle laid down routes;
Leading souls to grab unexpected woes in demonic...

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Hourglass

Sand falls
Through the glass
Love falls
Within the past
Memories dance
They never last
Head in my hands
As I stare overhead
At the hourglass


Falling Down Stairs

Stairs broken
Wheels unspoken
I fell
Grasping for air
Are you there?

Piano Keys

Playing me
Rhythms dancing free
Clouds in air
Notes tossed in...

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Fukuda Chiyo-ni Haiku

Fukuda Chiyo-ni was a Japanese poet and painter of the Edo period, also known as Kaga no Chiyo.

Having seen the moon
I can bid this planet
farewell.
—Chiyo-ni, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

The moon settled
in...

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Impartial insight into Human Nature or intellectual Snobbery in Thiru-Valluvar's THIRU-KURAL: Canto 84 - PEETHAIMAI*

[Note: Throughout his oeuvre, there can be found aphorisms which broadly hint at Thiru-Valluvar's intolerance of the less-endowed individual, and none...

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THE COLOR OF THE WIND WHICH IS WEDDED TO WINTER’S MUSE AND 
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A black robed maiden, born in a sacred world
With dreams and aspirations that swell’s her femininity
She intrudes in my innocence, my future is in her hands
It is possessed by violence and lust
My idiocy has lead...

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THE COLOR OF THE WIND WHICH IS WEDDED TO WINTER’S MUSE AND 
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I am the weeping willow
Inside your garden green
And I hope that you can hear me
Hear me as I scream
Into your bedroom window 
As you soundly sleep 
To that quiet thumping
Of your heart-beat

And I hope that...

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Bright are the hues in springtime's overflow
The sad winds proceeds thro' the sensuous room
The flowering garden kept gently reciting
The flowing notes 'neath the sun shaped moon.

The candles flicker and the blue stars glimmer
The dead pools...

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-- The World of Opposites --
John Herlihy

We live in a world of opposites,
Nothing at all rings as it seems.
Emotion arises from deep deposits,
And we know little of what it means.

Things near often seem incredibly far,
The...

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I hate myself. 
I hate myself to the extent where I avoid looking in mirrors, 
In fear of the ugly monster that's hiding behind it. 
The deformed smile that dares to even grow over its...

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The low suffer most the blow of the law 
And no better do they fare with its flow:
From injustice to injustice it carries them
But none ever calls this a flaw.
For like that, perhaps, she can’t...

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The owners escaped to their cellar beneath
Safe from the storm and the damage it reeked.
Ducking from planks, wood, lath and plaster
All huddled together as they hid from disaster.

Pieces of wood -now lay broken and splintered
Last...

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Marquees are bright with neon lights, where crowds line up for movie night
Holding hands, we're in 'The Strand'. The velvet carpet guides us in

Popcorn smokes, .. we're drinking cokes,...  and cracking jokes with Bing...

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The Confused Phase
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My definition of love
The happy kind
Was just an illusion
Created by mind

There is no happy ever after
Not in this life
Only the fairy tales
Which are nothing but lies.

You are tempted to believe
That flowers bloom for...

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The day arose when the ebbing golden orb
Would sun the morn with light and joy
When all the air seems dark and dewy
When the pleasant songs of day would leap.

Upon the rising of the sweet Mercury...

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i watch you sleep
wondering where you are
the hair
falls down to the cheeks
spilling upon the pillows
moon intrudes
throwing shadows around
our cat stirs
your mouth is slightly open
as if you are about to whisper
i hear the violins leap in...

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Hell breaks loose through the trusting door
Whining its splintering, wooden hinges
Claws wrapping onto the arches beyond
Gnarled feet pressed on the threshold
Lower limbs jingling with sparky anklets
Ready to catapult and kick with spitting mouth
To shove its...

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Practice-practice-practice, be good at what you know;
Patient-patient-patient, it takes some time to grow.
forgive-forgive-forgive, you could make the same mistakes;
Kindness-kindness-kindness, be good for goodness sake.

He practiced and he practiced, but nothing ever changed;
It's  been some...

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A river of tears poured down her face;
Ocean softly lapping at her toes.
Anxiety built up in her chest,
While the silver dripped down from her nose.

Curls a shade of chocolate milk
Framed her fragile, milk-white face.
The wind...

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beauty is not a quality to her
she has a touch of commonality 
comely borders
yet never intrudes
her face radiates ease
comfort in this world
shorn of life's common asunder
a knowing within
life is where it should be
her eyes grasp...

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The stars are jewels
Leading to your eyes.
A city of diamonds
On the glass of heaven
That smiles joyful
On the slumbering world
When darling you lay
Upon the crystal sands
Where the lilac waves
Draws a sweet melody
Like your lulling voice
That intrudes...

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With a surreptitious quiver on a dark and gloomy night
There lies a place of shadows hidden far away from sight
The hissing of the steamy pipes, the rattle of the iron
Send shivers down your waken spine...

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An almond dirt trails into the woods
where an old cottage home sits,
Yet I can not find for the deer intrudes
the almond trail in the lost whistle of wind.
So I bound to wait in the forest-
listening...

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