Long Underlined Poems

     by how many badbyes can you measure the length of your day

                 first comes...

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Translation of Les Moulins de mon Cœur-THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND by T. Wignesan

(For the orignal text in French by Eddy MARNAY : see here below. The English version by Marilyn and Alan BERGMAN differs...

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Drain away the pain that I feel
Drain away the rain that’s real 
Frozen in fire of your desire
Stay a while longer and admire
The healing rain that drains away the pain,
Nourishing the grains of His fruitful...

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Your passionate, unneeded pride...
Is hard to swallow, so I’m waiting for another tomorrow
Going along with the rowdy ride
Still feeling so low…but I must stay high, you know?

I want to glow bright and grow and not...

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Upon exiting the womb...

23,190 days ago,

Yours truly got hashtagged
as the 2,975,075,410TH
person alive on Earth
according to website
https://worldpopulationhistory.org/
my-population-number/.

Come November 15, 2022
(a little more than
four months from now -
actually one hundred twenty days
after today July 11, 2022),
the world's...

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What is it to dwell in the realm of melancholy? Is it merely a cloak of desolation that we wear, or rather a wave of sorrow that engulfs us, rendering us incapable of envisioning a...

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What is the difference between a digger, a forklift truck, a spoon, and a toaster? None. Bread slices can be carried by forklifts and bread can be dug by a digger particularly if ground. The...

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6/13/19

I have a lot of questions that I doubt you’ll be able to answer
It’s been half a year since we found out about your cancer 
I don't know why it took me so long to...

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just an average typical morning within this same old town
avoiding all the neighbors that nosily creep these grounds
while all these other folks keep busy bodying gossiping and all
who has whiter teeth, bigger boobs, or the...

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For one full year I have been thrown in the lion`s den
And the lion has been running  and jumping
And pulling savagely at my leg
The philistines also surround me 
with a hidden weapon dancing beneath...

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Give me an idea that I can use
and built on for the future.
Run through my mind and find something kind
overlooked to help me to endure.

Give me fables and legends of old;
all the enchanted stories.
Find something...

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You Live once 
It’s not like the battles of the sexiest, where fairy is made
Out off.
It’s the reality that no one can’t flee from, 
it’s an inescapable reality 
We all wonder how it would be...

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- - The way we were
           in poetic form, underlined and understood,
             ...

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"In Unison between the Point of Singularity"



Rarely 
notes ever compliment
suspended like points in 
singularity
opposites eventually attract
silent string theories
suspended in animation
dancing around each other
flirting with the birth
of the concept 
of another life
existing in 
the mirrored
room of...

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To presume to write to someone about courage
and not complaining, don't importune or make dying people cry.
I've always said Leave me alone with autumn.
Don't stand around my bed, I won't be in it.

Over 7 years...

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Love is Blind

                   Love is blind.
           ...

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Quiet me with Your love, Lord
The noise of the world is loud
I cannot hear
Your still small voice
Whispering in my ear…..
Quiet me…..

Hush this beating of my heart, Lord
This frenetic pace
Set by the world’s clock of madness
The...

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Still can't believe...
I look in front of my sight, 
There’s at least no might. 
I got you now, 
And the feeling is like "Wow"
Not believing you are what I'm deceiving.
For the chase in its pace,...

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The sunset dazzles with delight
It is eerily beautiful sight
Against wavy clouds in the linen sky there is golden light
The vastness of the sky and ocean beneath it is underlined by the light

Soul aches as it...

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Doors

How fitting that the band’s name derived from Aldous Huxleys’ treatise
‘The Doors of Perception’ that purely aesthetic philosophical story of 
life through the window and door I suppose of psychedelia and drugs

In a marriage of...

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I'm afraid, of the bright light in the distance
Destiny, that I fear is meant for someone else
So I stay chained within my procrastinator's prison
With anxiety singing of tomorrow's probabilities

"Stay little man, where you are meant...

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I'm stuck in a puddle of mud,
unable to make a quick decision...
whom should I choose from among 
others who have been so noble and kind?
More than a name comes to mind:
Linda, Carrie, Deborah, Catie, Rhoda,...

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Sorry, can't agree with your witless views.
To me friendship demands to say drawback.
Worry, weaknesses in thought will confuse.
Be free from sadistic thoughts just to wrack.

Tell me, If I don't tell, who else will say?
You're interfering...

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The pen points down at this point and period 
Then it points to the Egyptians 
Who used the stars to pinpoint the pyramids 
They penned the Book of The Dead in their own language
They did...

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In the fresca of her reckless dream
were halos, multi-colored 
Cynosure is simply glowing
with glamour, never knowing 
the dream, the wish, her fantasy
is fragile reverie
Is a place to fear, will waste her years
and where her whims...

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