Long Traditionalists Poems

What words do we choose for maximizing our ultimate accomplishments,
achieving our healthiest goals,
measuring our 100% successful therapeutic outcome projections?

Why do these words, 
and our feelings about these choices 
wave in and out of optimal happiness...

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“On the Sonnet”
by John Keats

If by dull rhymes our English must be chained,
And, like Andromeda, the Sonnet sweet
Fettered, in spite of painéd loveliness;
Let us find out, if we must be constrained,
Sandals more interwoven and complete
To...

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In the center of my chest sounds;
A pestle and mortar that pound,
With the rhythm of tudu-tudu-tudu;
In a manner that flows,
one and two and three;- breathe;
The ratio of three to one,
Three beats of my heart followed...

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A man acquainted with sorrows and grief
be it then was bruised for our relief
the ones  ruling over them kept them in pain
but struck was he so we might Life regain
 
All like sheep have...

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Human life deserves a platform to unfold
Away from straitjackets of pious scrutiny
Whose eyes, ears and hands feel so cold
They reject freedom and project a mutiny  

Born from the scorn society pours on freedom
Curtailing every...

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Let me tell you about my heroes
I'm in full appreciation these are either niche or unpopular (how devilishly bold of me!)
Cast you mind back to a time and a place (haha you can't - it's...

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Unity of two whilst same gender.
For love, for kinship, for the future.
Tied by the very hands of Destiny.
Of minute difference to the society.
Yet recognized as a monstrosity.
By those fueled by animosity.

The government goes with the...

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Two Greek fraternities will battle it out.
Go head to head in a do or die bout.
They will prove their manhood with different games.
Against each other they will make slanderous claims.

The Greeks on the right are...

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When conformists' adherence to
 irksome, empty, shallow, hollow
 obsolete rules

 overrides unadulterated substance...
 imported intuitive works
 of essence, potence...spirit

When lettered law
 obscures, obliterates
 disintegrates
 vital verve

When egotistical opinion
 ascends higher, reigns over...
 tramples on authentic...

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A hen meets a duck and joins a hunt. Wow. Wisdom flavours of ancient waters. Lingering laughing llamas lounging. Traditionalists glow and grow from packs of geese, swarms of sausages and packs of noodles. All...

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But one day I will, a witness
Muslims and Christians,
      even, the traditionalists
When tears will grace this face
Within which my joy will cry
In it my pains of insecurity
The anguish in misinterpretations
The...

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A beef stew is neither a mildew or an orange orbital hue. It is a flavoursome culinary creation. And when particles skip. Dust off the spoon and dance crab like to tunes emerging from the...

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