Long Lugubrious Poems

Wordsmith's Veneration...

Methinks, I post literary endeavors inxs
but tis with blood, sweat and tears
in case ye did not guess,
who struggles to craft reasonable rhyme
ideally read by a pleasing poetess.

Aye willy nilly understate (trying to)
tantalize, hypnotize, galvanize...
with...

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I am the wind 
beneath the 
sparrows wings 
as it heavenly sings.
I am the single rose 
sitting in a barren land.
I am the the lions voice,
and the partridge voice as they 
rejoice. 

I am the...

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Liberty, Equality and Fraternity, three precious ideals, blinded by the darkness of xenophobia.
 The Republic, democracy and human rights are the pillars of a just society, but in the depths of Marianne, their fragility reminds...

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Wordsmith's Veneration...

Aye willy nilly understate (trying 2)
tantalize, hypnotize, galvanize...
with "FAKE" trumpeting
spellbinding, rambling, quivering...
intoxicating, hallucinating, gyrating,
stop to take a breather...

English Language vocabulary, a
fascination, intoxication, provocation...
upon me ocular, neurological, mental...
faculties of this nattering nabob
from outer limits of...

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At eventide,
Under the roseate glow
Of the receding evening sun
I sauntered down the road
To where my beloved dwell
Not far-off from my own abode

Fast by his threshold 
A low moan issued from his room
I made open the...

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A bruised heart scorned, sacred vows of a saint, sorrows of
unrequited lovers—art is what you paint—I Am Anaya

A Models Likeness 

Hues of magentas and white acrylic silky spells
Vibrant colors mixed from his palette he evokes
Swept...

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Look intently into that apple tree 
What do you see? 
Lo and Behold , a swarm of bees 
Something writhes and slithers,
Boomslang!!!!!
Wait ,is it even a snake or just a rope? 
Where have you ever...

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13/3/2012. 

Doleful lugubrious quests feverously churn within my mind,
To quell thirst of my hunted and sought cravings consigned.
Every night and every day they scald and scorch,
Thoughts charred smothering move in and fade away, akin a...

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I am the face of misery
My life, a dissonance of autumn and spring,
The years are written in the same
Lugubrious, nostalgic grey
How can it be the author to blame?
I cannot scream this all away…
Burn nor Bleed...

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Remonstrations, protestations, recriminations
In the wake of a calamity that strikes below the belt
In communities decimated and disabled by insinuations
Brought to a head when fickle feelings melt

As tempers in embers flare
In scenarios of utter disbelief prompted...

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Stomach-wrenching body blows dog those 
blighted by endemic fiasco,,
grim dervish whirl of death a maybe one day royal flush,
predicament that hoodoo mark in frozen ink,
cataclysmic episode relentless as unfolding bleak plot, 
monumental exploits somehow never...

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A man sinks his breath deep into a saxophone 
He fills a smoky room with its tenor tone
All the clichés are here 
From the femme fatale to the trodden tramp
The atmosphere borders on camp ...

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Live up to your highest potential
Live for the future
Now is your time to shine
Hoping hopelessly for you to be mine…

But…


I’m hesitant…unmovable air…
Leaves us in this despicable despair
Keep it down in there 
Just a hair…
Let us...

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The emptiness felt inside remains that morbid and lugubrious void
and it's different from the one shown outside, not allowing tears
or sorrow of any kind to become a silent cry only heard
by that one stumbling upon...

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CAMPAIGN
Ngalia! ngalia! ngalia! again
Today with an imploring tone
"Barabara nimeunda choo nimechimba"
Stomach above the brain underneath
This time on luxurious Benz
For real no sincere tearing dance
Your vote a contra s' rampant.

I pray your votes ndugu  z'nguni
your...

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Alive today, gone tomorrow
Tenants of time
Rejoicing one moment, recoiling unexpectedly in sorrow
When dark times come calling to climb 

The steep slope
Death steers into the trajectory
Crafted with hope
In a rectory whose directory

Leaves us baffled
Seeking clear cut...

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Narratives of students shot in cold blood
Not on a shooting range
Draw a mass media headline flood
Background check seems a request strange

To diehard hearts hooked to the dollar
From a gun lobby kitty
Whose grip on petrified leadership...

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A pile of bones sleeps next to me. 
A deflated figure of someone I used to know. 
I don't think she knows I've noticed her metamorphosis 
because she still looks fat in her tired eyes....

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Monsoon Melody

Winged postal horses of poetic turf
Seemingly preoccupied in scratching an itch
Inflicted upon by our toxic refuge,
It would be a bit too much
Expecting black clouds to fetch
Vivid glimpse of not so far past
Silently fading in...

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We exist for each other

You can describe pain
Once you’re out of its
Singular bout.

In pursuit of outstretching its arms
Time swooped away a soul
Leaving behind in its swingeing saunter
Crumpled shadow of vulnerability
In a pair of avian eyes
Swooning...

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18th & 19th February 2012

Weary, drained spent, shattered,
Deep inside, many of us are spattered & battered.
Oddled once joyous hearts now beat all tattered,
Happiness to the heart is what always mattered.

Delayed, late, belated, in life arrives...

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Something lugubrious lies lurking
Inside every human being,
Preventing us from reaching 
Our propitious potential.
It follows us from cradle to grave
Leaving no one unscathed 
In the ever-present shadows of moral dilemmas
Within the cavernous reaches of our hearts...

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Whispering shadow


Drenched darkness of loam
Under the crust of earth
Reassures sprout seedlings
Roots of emotions
Delve in heart for stream 
Revealing no identity
For thorn or flower
For sweet or sour
For hatred or love! 

You slammed your window panes every...

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Oh I love the sound of the rain
   a softly spoken spiraling sustain,
marathon runners against the grain
   all soon lost within their drain...

One slows down near my eye
   a...

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In the woods lurks the grey angel;
Wingless and disillusioned, he awaits
The onset of diarrhoea,
Bismarck’s jocular displeasure
And the seagull’s lugubrious weightlessness –
Later than previously, he erects
A flag made of wormwood
Brought all the way
From the ceiling of...

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