Suicide Paris Poems

this great story is comparable ~ to parables in holy writ...

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She.
Serenity’s relief adheres to alabaster sleep from the rivers own pale fruit.
There is majesty in the tides annihilation that polishes cheek and lip.
A smile as...

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Absorbed in Guernica’s promise Lucifer glanced at Montmatre

Settled his mind on virgins in heaven as Mona Lisa smiled on

One Last Supper tied to a suicide...

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Reader Rabbit

Toward the end of a book,
we tend to speed up, 
in anticipation of the climatic finish. 

Yet sadly, 
the build-up...
was the part we savored,...

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Rose, the bloom

Sweet in color, 
eternal in fragrance,
majestic monarch of the flowers. 

Kind lady in red, 
a fine dress made of silk, 
or sometimes sheer...

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Translation of Marcel Moreau's " A Paris " by T. Wignesan

IN PARIS

Paris bores me no end without you
My heart weighted down with melancholia
The spleen given...

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"HER PARIS"


I see you smiling with your 
eyes towards subjects you now 
engage yourself with.
I see your hands moving 
across your phone.
I see the plans...

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Oh, it was a dark November evening,
that the innocent lay dead and dying,
some taken hostage.
Enjoying the evening so unaware,
of brain-washed terrorist who had no care,
for...

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The bodies have begun to pile
the stench of death grips the air,
no more can innocence find shelter 
as the structure of humanities wall

Crumble into chaos

Nations...

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