Short Corollary Poems
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If you have knowledge, what do you lack
~ If you lack knowledge, what do you have
A Corollary
An ignoramus cannot fear Sin
~ nor can he be truly pious
Sometimes
You have to
Leave that which
Puissance couldn't hold
To chance,
Trust
The rhythm
To Dance
Back
Good corollary.
The falcon
Flaps
Awhile
Seize,
And spread
Wings—
A flap—
The air
Notwithstanding
The direction
Carries
It through.
To Chance
Sometimes
Some things
But with faith.
P-hysical fitness is important,
E-ssential to male and female;
R-equirement for better health,
L-etting not the body
A-il.
C-omplete physical fitness
A-ims to make human happy;
B-ecause of the good effect,
R-esult, fruit, and corollary.
E-arly nineteenth of January,
R-ight exercise carries wellness;
A-lmighty God has ordered to have a physical fitness.
OUTPOURINGS
the ultimate
functions
of sheer will
an absolute
criterion
pursuing
convention
emotion
hovers
on the verge
& wanders
into
the
collective
whisper
a teemimg
triumphant
finality
disappering
with
enriched
significance
an ominous
reality
undecipherable
a corollary
in a
linear perspesctive
a attempt
to achieve
consciousness
I am lonely amidst people
deep insatiable longing
for belonginess roots within
mind is slippery
at the tentacles of misadventures
on the corollary of jilted love
love of women who gave me the sword
when I gave them sweetness
I am love-thorn
wet in desolation and dried of sensation
across the macabre
where love was a jostling jamboree
You can’t believe
I am lonely
Even in the city of people
COPLA DIECISIETE (Corollary) : This Bad Guy World
Either account you must for self
At Death’s door or everybody
Gets a clean sheet
In either case it’s not your self
Which will inhabit your body:
None turn back neat
Pardons for wrongs encourage sins
Who gave whom the right to condone:
Not in His name
Comfort in numbers makes has-beens
Face your own guilt Death will spare none:
Stand by your shame
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
An expedition began years ago,
Devoid of a significant Destination,
Christened LIFE.
Making headway,
Encircled by plenteous acquaintances,
“EXPERIENCE” is the upshot.
Progressing ahead,
Corollary of capability,
Precise judgmental ability
Is the effect of “Experience”
Cautious progression,
In profession and personality;
Sensible Relationships,
Overlooking the covetous,
Dedicated and ingenuous,
Undoubtedly a boulevard to “SUCCESS”
Is this really what we call “LIFE”?