Long Propitious Poems

(DEDICATED THIS WRITINGS TO THE BIRTHDAY OF SHEIKH HASINA, HONORABLE PRIME MINISTER OF BANGLADESH)

Today is propitious day of Bangladesh
Happy Birthday to You O Great Leader Of Bangla
Sheikh Hasina (Prime Minister of Bangladesh)

In the heart of...

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"Yes, this is all still so amazing what impacts the soul truly; and in what ways." This fond endearment was in the Spring Time of our Love as I remember. A perfected shoo-in. 

This was...

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Yes falling-down found rustling up-down shuffling-up slipping-down-
down up-down-and-up-and-again. Rolling-up-up-down-bobbling up-all-around-and-
down-again-around yes... again-and-again, yes-time, and-again... ! Skip-slip-slip skip 
skip-slipping up-rising-dropping down-slipping-up-drop-bop-bop-bop-again-slipping-up-
down-and again in-between the-cracks in-the-floor (h)and-fed to-the-gully-men slaves
peace-plays ((o))n the-minds-of everyone-as they-row, (((w)))hat-ever rugged cross... .

(G)rief-does...

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~ (~) "Amazing what-impacts the-soul; and-in what ways." (~) ~
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~ (~) It-was in the-spring time-of our-love-as I remember, it was the greatest of the many 
gracious things, a life you pray always remains; something
the pain,...

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26.

A stationary bicycle
Never travels very far.
Nor sniffs the meadow flowers
Or sets the evening star.

It is far from me to criticize
The direction that you ought...
But it seems a hellenic tragedy...
Being tied to just one spot.

 ...

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Arrogance is the belittlement, empty lie... the stinking meat-pie-left-unheated and alone in the 
practical-wisdom-of-the-stove. The sometimes deadly and ambitious-quest for an-easier-day-
runaway-out-of-control-street-car-broken down mind trap-flimsy cardboard shelter of the-
ages,

opportunistic,

like the sea gulls singing-sailing along riding away...

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Unlike as in the West, there was no dating in our time. After a formal meeting before the family members, the boy and girl will be allowed sometime for a private talk. (that too only...

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Yes, our Creator's Love; this always comes and it goes between to good people and or thing, and in and between Him just as each uses this all; to remain faithfully helpful; to this effort...

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 Singing Song

The song that wakes my heart today,
Was song that blew my mind away.
Long before now I must say,
That’s song; I’ve long for days.
But I’ve never been propitious
To storm a solo so auspicious
Like this...

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world of CharlaXFabels once more gentle reader...

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"Yes... !" "Kill them with the virtues of kindness my father always used to say... !""

"Arrogance is the belittlement - empty lie; the stinking Meat Pie left unheated and alone in the practical wisdom of...

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Nope!, this aint a
     (non) commercial
     Christmas plug for ye,
nonetheless, a greeting
     of joie de
     vivre buttressed with
 ...

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i don't want to hear another love song, feel another connection of infinite 
possibilities.
I don't want to go through question and answering 
deciphering if it should be he tired of going through 
the mundane oracles...

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"Propitious the rondos' end-bold-in their cachinnation frilly whirlwind-June bugs caught up all about 
us flopping-around in-their-daily-dallying, teasing toying, have-left me-rather-intrigued."

"As the-many-shimmering-bass' billowing-up-soaring-about-a foot sometimes-a-foot-and-a-half-
or-two-above the waters under the clear skies-above-us-fall back down-into-the surface-to-try 
and catch...

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'Killing" time while homebound until...,
a cure gets distilled and/ or found
for pandemic, thus... I expound.

(Yupper - courtesy coronavirus CORVID-19),
how ja guess my good smear it in friend?! -
within Perkiomen Valley, Pennsylvania
toyed with thought to withhold...

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Strolling Down a field of green,
Blades so smooth and shrubs so preen,
The breeze it sounds so welcoming.
The sky covered in a hue of orange and blue.
A Paradise it seems. I thought this was true.

A face...

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Beneath the cold glare of the desolate night,
And from a thousand miles away,

I heard her cries and felt the fathomless depths of suffering
Tearing her wounded soul and bruised emotions apart.
I collapsed into a dreary and...

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we poets are waiting for the moonset 
sitting on my balcony, evolutions shamans
now wandering the beach
we are solving every social ill
while walking Blake's path of excess
to some palace of wisdom
this sojourn has but one worry
the...

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Panglossian Perspective 
Pivoting Poze Pretentiously

Pacific, pacifist pampered papa
parading...

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We met one summer evening
On a golden sandy dune.
There was something wonderful and sublime,
Something magical and spellbinding,
Infiltrating in the air that night,
As stars shone brightly high above,
Shining for you and me
Especially for you and me.
...

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A hush fell o'er the Little Kirk Presbyterian Congregation,
Anticipating the annual Sunday School Christmas presentation.
The solemn flock, (usually obsessed with predestination),
Relaxed in their pews to enjoy Jesus' birthday celebration!

For weeks, moms had fashioned halos, stars...

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I am a tiny winged buzzing insect
A friend to folks and flowers alike
Another name for hard work
Toiling untiring from dawn to dusk

I set out merry, humming a tune, 
On my professed mission of gathering honey
The...

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At the collapsing edge of the shrinking time 
in the fading gleam of the terminal twilight hour, 
down the misty memory lane masked by shadows,
I see me walk my adoring children 
on their changing contours...

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      BELLS. RINGING 

                       Bells to alert !...

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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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