Long Wherefrom Poems

 TUAN TATA : Song of Uda - I
by T. Wignesan

(Patrick Noone, a British anthropologist, discovered the Ple-Temiar tribe living isolated in the jungle highlands in the State of Perak on the west coast of...

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"A dressed day has disrobed into the depth of a drawer's nightstand." 

(Oh, how positively awesome that what can be sorted out in such an explanatory pattern that a difference would maketh a day.)

The muskiness...

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A midnight shriek or sudden bang
Disrupts the thread of tales,
Entangled in unconscious mind
With sounds of lashing flails.

Wherefrom it comes, whither it goes?
I threw my eyes up there,
The eerie void soon called me up
To trudge down...

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As an earth bound entity
Encased in this organic form
That decays moment to moment
Bewildered by illusion, thus in delusion
We are asked to repent and believe
That we may return to God’s fold
Wherefrom we strayed away
Termed as fall...

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Reminiscent of Dante’s Inferno,
In gloom cries today’s time: O there’s no scope
For whoso lives, abandon all the hope.
Maybe he’d reasons enough to think so.

Yet, if body’s in need of oxygen,
Human spirit too such life-force no...

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And as I stood upon the shore in Pacifica
Gazing over the soothing Pacific Oceans Archean waters
With its cooling yet cleansing rhythems, washing over my baring feet
Feeling the suns warmth softly caressing my now bronzed flesh
Traveling...

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As we then thus rest in dynamic stillness of innocence 
Attentively watching with a loving longing
We detect ripples of thought as obstructive interference
Blocking us from with our lover entwining

Stilling not our stillness we now let...

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As the gatekeeper of both time and space,
surfing the bardo that lies in between
aether and form, wherefrom radiates grace,
existence reveals its throbbing bliss sheen.
Singular Self has an urge to create
a domain where ascent follows descent,
that...

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Put away childish things
yet keep the childlike wonder.
Though dreams be rent asunder
our wishes still have wings.

Put away childish speech
but not the constant queries
that question rooted theories
which reason cannot reach.

Put away childish ken,
though artless ways of...

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Here are some questions, dear poets on Poetry Soup. As we look in within, we may find answers we have been looking for, beyond narrow conditioning and dogmatic beliefs. There can be more than one...

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Peace is though difficult 
Yet not impossible to uphold,
All the kings of the states 
Must remain self-concerned,
Without poking noses 
Into the affairs of others,
Curbing cupidity 
To expand the territories,
Subjugate the nations of the world,
Enforce the...

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look not outwards, oh hermit!
for I Am within, judging neither fault nor merit!

you can do no wrong!
come! let us sing the love song!

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As one with oneness 
Never ever separated
Pulsating with joy
In unending renewal
Climax unending
Bliss ineffable
In...

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we are here
why would we negate
so we do accept this reality 
taking our stuporous aliveness
within decaying organic form
as the point of reference
with which we begin
Ramana’s inquiry
who am I

looking back at our life
we notice our values...

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O Doubt, thou hast given me so much joy,
That doubting has been my second nature,
Besides my life’s heaven-sent bliss and buoy,
Doubtless never goes even my prayer. 

Had I clues to all questions that arose,
I’d have...

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As a child, I had scribbled trifles on sea sands,
And often allowed them to get wiped by wave's hands;
Mansions and palaces on the sand I had built too,
When they got destroyed by waters I felt...

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Slayer of Mahishasura, the buffalo demon,
Durga resembles Greek mythical spirit Eudaemon;
Symbol of motherhood, strength, safety, destruction and wars, 
Amalgamation of goddesses and their divine source...!

Myths hold she miraculously emerged from Ganges Holy,
Culmination of powers of...

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Déjà vu tells us life’s an illusion,
being a thought projection of our mind,
stupor being cause of our confusion,
so we flounder about, as though we’re blind.
If time is real, then how do we see,
events and places,...

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Before Search

Though there were oscillations
Still peace was young
Wherefrom the uncertainty encroached
Everywhere in my vicinity around

Engine stopped instead paddle ran, pedestrian began
Shutter degraded down closing vibrant dawn
Children remained without school and milk
Old people shrugged shaking shoulder
What...

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Man wants life, too easy, as sweet as honey
But for that needs money.

Money he may though have
But not sufficient for him to behave.

Not sufficient for his needs and deeds
Like uncountable rosary beads.

For his satisfaction of...

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Like a blood-red moon on the zenith of the summer sky
Like a crimson bindi on the forehead of a bride, shy
I place you, O anger, within my core consciousness realm.
With agitations of cogitations, within I...

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Warmly describes a human emotion,
understandably applied for humans to
pleasure, as it's biblically written
where the prophets of old and new
entertained the clueless population
yet obstacles hinder The Word's view.
 
Then and now, wrapped up in doubt
full of...

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When a precedent-busting pandemic is palling around the world 
when its concomitant panic and pain freak out
it is your fine figures that are unflinchingly unfurled
e'en as proctective gears barely eke out.

Isolation wards owe you diligence...

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I'm thinking of you as I hold onto the memories
That takes me back to the winter blue,
There you've been a stranger, a chocolate lady
From the other side of the sun I never knew.
 
Tho' I...

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Have you ever heard in your mind
the sounds that silence makes
the silence that spreads like music
as in splendor a dewy morning breaks
silence that clings to a Florentine fog
as lone cyclist a cobble street snakes

the silence...

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"A great wind is blowing, and that gives you either imagination
or a headache," Quote by, Catherine the Great

(A gush of wind slights and pauses alighting a piece of paper
to rest between two men lounging atop...

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