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Premium Member Villanelle: No man can on his own escape written fate, for THIRU-VALLUVAR
Villanelle: No man can on his own escape written fate

         For Thiru-Valluvar, the “nameless” author of 
the THIRUK-KURAL

Note: In my previous posts, especially on Canto 38, I...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: beauty, character, creation, god, identity, truth,
Form: Villanelle



Premium Member The Book - The Quatern Style
~The   Book  ~
(Quatern)


 It tells the beginning of man
 How He created all from start
 He made the moon, stars, day and night
 It tells of God's great love for man

 It...

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Categories: villanelle, faith, hope, inspirational, love,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Villanelle: Never political but spiritual the ancient Indo-Chinese pilgrim ties
Villanelle : Never political but spiritual the ancient Indo-Chinese pilgrim ties

       In Memory of the late pathologist (and amateur Astronomer) 
Associate Professor CHONG Siew Meng, National University of Singapore*


Never...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: race, relationship, religion, spiritual,
Form: Villanelle
Premium Member Villanelle: Who's afraid of Virgin Wolf's wisdom tooth
Villanelle: Who's afraid of the Virgin Wolf's wisdom tooth

(As unlikely as it may sound, this happens to be the TRUTH: the foremost French journalist, André FONTAINE of Le Monde; an illustrious  Academician poet, Pierre...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: anti bullying, betrayal, family, fate, french, paris,
Form: Villanelle
Premium Member Villanelle: The Cricketers' Hakka: How's Zaat
Villanelle : The Cricketer’s Hakka : « How’s Zaat ! »

Balls thud into pads bats gloves or whisk past batsmen
At bowler’s end or square leg umpires stare stand
« How’s Zaat ! » yell players game’s...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: games, judgement, passion, pride, psychological, sports,
Form: Villanelle



Interview

Interview with Miss Aliza Kashmala Kiran: AJJ hum apke mulaqat by Mobile ase poetess se karwarahay hain jin ke poetry apnay international website www.universehowto.blogspot.in main parhe hoge.
EK HASEEN SHAM AKHBAR “SUNHERAY SAPNAY “NAY MOBILE PER...

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Categories: blessing, celebration, character, husband, soulmate, wife,
Form: Villanelle
only one way
Ah, God, the way your little finger moved 
As you thrust a bare arm backward 
And made play with your hair 
And a comb a silly gilt comb 
Ah, God—that I should suffer 
Because of...

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Categories: art, history, sorry, heart, sweet, heart, love,
Form: Villanelle
Un Alma de Noche
Un alma de noche                               ...

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Categories: villanelle, dark, moon, me, night, me, night,
Form: Free verse
Purple Majesty
We had saved our precious stock of grandpa’s grape
prepared the ground and amended the soil.
After laying out the orchard, we planted cuttings with our own hands.
Fed the young vines with love and creek water
and waited...

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Categories: family, life, work, work, rain, birth, giving,
Form: Villanelle
Premium Member Villanelle: Whose terse lines lie entangled in the colophon
Villanelle: Whose terse lines lie entangled in the colophon
  
 for the author - male or female, prince or pauper, playboy or priest - of the
   THIRUKKURAL*, the reputed "bible" of the...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: appreciation, bible, celebration, dedication, poetry, tamil, writing,
Form: Villanelle
Do you know what is the best part of being with you
Do you know what is
the best part of
being with you?
To feel your warm
deep inside even
without holding your
hands.

Do you know what is
the worst part of
being with you?
To talk foolishly
about everything in
our every
convesation not
saying the word
running in...

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© Can Yucel  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: love,
Form: Villanelle
Torn Apart
Days and days have passed no new introspection
Nothing to search for, the clock moves so slow
Looking into my eyes reveals an empty reflection

At times anger coursed through me like an infection
Guilt turned to blame and...

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Categories: lost love,
Form: Villanelle
The Clerihewer of the Fewer
If you orginally read this then, you would have seen it was a villanelle, actualy same it was the poem Hope, which I posted before this one. A very silly copy/paste error that was pointed...

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Categories: villanelle, fun,
Form: Clerihew
Has it been a year already-I added a few more
As thephilosopher  readies for his p soup anniversary 
Remembering he found this place last Christmas Day
Surely the best gift he did receive
Now for some holiday fun, DON”T LEAVE

Denise Narayadu I can't end the line...

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Categories: villanelle, dedication, funny,
Form: Clerihew
Three Score And Ten
Three score and ten:

The seconds turn into minutes, then to hours.
The hours spin into days, then weeks will fly by.
The weeks then quickly dissolve into many months.

The months that fleet and fly by into such...

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Categories: villanelle, life, god, time, god, life, love, time,
Form: Terzanelle
Premium Member To Bring Our Family Closer
To bring our family closer together we went
For a walk in the myriad shades of green 
Forest on a long light brown rough hew log
Pathway that goes through the woods 
With a rope going along...

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Categories: adventure, bereavement, change, color, family, fun, growth,
Form: Villanelle
A Focus On Insane Love
How long has it been since the stars have gone?
Where is my hope, my love, my faith, my light?
Why is it always darkest before dawn?

I'm the ugly duckling, I am no swan.
I hold unto your...

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Categories: bereavement, heart, hurt, loneliness, lost love, missing
Form: Villanelle
Asleep No More
The dawning day is like an open door
for voyagers adrift in living stream
to waken from the dream asleep no more.

When out of slumber’s seas we’re cast ashore
and consciousness resumes its heady beam,
the dawning day is...

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Categories: day, dream, inspiration, life, sleep, truth, wisdom,
Form: Villanelle
Premium Member Change: A Collaboration with Tanis Troutman
Form: Monorhyme
Indigos, light workers, empaths are hear
Struggling to change the errors of yesteryear

Power, money, corruption and greed
Will no longer be the motive that leads

The 60's, the freedom, they tried with defiance
The ones in power had...

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Categories: adventure, community,
Form: Villanelle
Premium Member Crafty Thieves
Do you know anything about the various
Time pieces that are on different lengths
Of thin chain dangling from the forest trees?
Are you or some one you know missing a
Time piece?
Did people actually abandon these things? 
Were...

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Categories: adventure, beautiful, bird, color, education, missing, mystery,
Form: Villanelle
In The Wilderness
Captive beauty, in the wilderness aloneGolden moments of a man’s solitudeStands gloriously, as when bliss does hone                  ...

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© John Beam  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: adventure, beautiful, bible, christian, creation, happiness, jesus,
Form: Villanelle
ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS
ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS


I hate what you do to me
Can I tell you that we are done?
Can I tell you that I want us to still be together?
These days; we argue more and fight each other
How...

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Categories: desire, feelings, love,
Form: Villanelle
As Midnight Ensues
Golden swaying heads of the amber wavesthe sunshine sweetly upon the wheat fields’Tares are standing taller in their own graves               ...

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© John Beam  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: allegory, bible, christian, death, funeral, judgement, life,
Form: Villanelle
Life Rages On
The sun dances above the clouds                             ...

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© John Beam  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: absence, allegory, children, christian, death, goodbye, jesus,
Form: Villanelle
Premium Member Suicide Isn't The Answer
The voices that carried on the wind said Come
Broken soul for whatever the reason. The man 
Wasn't paying attention to where he was going
When he came upon the lamp lighted wooden
Staircase.
Climb. Come to the harvest...

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Categories: betrayal, conflict, confusion, crazy, dark, death, education,
Form: Villanelle