Poetic Politicians and Princes (Politics of Poetics and Princes)

   Poetic Politicians and Princes

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(Politics of Poetics and Princes)

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By Rajah S. GANESH

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 Foreword

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Princesses of Process

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God, before Ariman and Hanuman

I am your Man 

Though the strenuous ban

Please let me stress it to You

HEAVENLY MAJESTY

So that you might understand.

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In a coerced world

Full of man-made hardships

Not so self evident

To conquer, over stand and expand

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The good hearted 

Tattered with scars

And Band

Has no place to lay

Or hide

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Breathe

Polish his slate

Clean the fates

And bless the Moiras

Hiding hand or teeth

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Thanks again for your endless mercies

I, why, One has been spoiled pink

But the world full of the Sons of Disbelief

Envy, harass, molest and shrink

Into squalid corners

So the blessed seems cursed

But is indeed in truth 

Still blessed and full of wonderful Ruth

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The ways of the World

Roar against the ways of Bliss and Peace

HEAVENLY King

Where should I find solace

For tis not in gold nor in my sumptuous palace

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I seek your Glorious Face

I honor your perfect ways

I plan with minutia in minutes and in Days

But still, you speak in unfathomable a pace

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Still vour Faithfully committed friend

I decipher in uncanny ways

The Zephyrs and Depths 

Of Your Words


I hope, I Trust, I give praise. I silence Doubt and fear. And you give me unsurpassable Stillness amidst the chaos and commotion 

And as I omit details that are engrossed 

As mountains

I'm well pleased.

                                            

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         A diamond and a disguise        

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Her eyes like glistening stars

Put fire in my soul

That only Her hands of Velvet 

Could quench

Her gorgeous and luminous face

Gives

Her noble grace 

A perfume of Greatness

Her wisdom is worth more than the finest Gold

She's called "Blessed"

But for me: I call her "Queen mine sacred"

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Brilliant like a sun

I comfortably made for myself

Like a chartered barrier and a blocking shelf and Shell.

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Freed of the self-imposed delusions

And the normalcy of Iniquity

As by the Magic wand of MA'AT'

And the agility of a tigress stealthy

She restored Equity and Harmony.

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At last, I am One 

WITH the inner Sun

That She rekindled.

Complimenting her Moons

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Holy El

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Her thighs 

Divine pillars

Of Flesh

Make the Dawn

Blush pink

And staying alert and afresh

She gives though cold

HEAVENLY heat

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To the South of Equator

A puzzling equation

Her eyes, golden bees

And blue sighs, Sovereign pleasure and ECSTASY

Make you beg please

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Before the Lord of ALL Mercy

To not faint

And her heritage

Is that of BEAUTY and Peace...

She gives in the shadows, kind head

And in light pure

Hospitable a hand

My broken pieces of heart

She mends.

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"Enjoy me in grace"

Is all she demands

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I am rising

In love

In desire.

Like a Pyre

We are emperors

In wait of a Holy empire

Made of the fabrics of Love 

And its higher

Heights

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She glistens 

In Bliss.

But she's is for now

Absent

BUT our love, blessing present

Pours free, river incessant

I just awoke

From this sweet dream

A pleasant yoke

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And looking down

At the Factory of my Desire

For Her.

Yearning for her sweet shakes

Hand, lips, Arms, HEART

In the midst of the moist

Night

Smelling her sweet perfumes

As though She

Was there

A Goddess of silvery ether

I, yell,

My desire, pure, straight and erect.....

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"Holy (B)EL"                                          *   

[On the edges of Light]

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Outlet of love

Outset of a God

In the fat of the Land

Wearing the Kshent

In the Indoors of Ur

The secret harps plays: "Igitur"

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It's a humming

Shining

Sharing its plead

Taking lead

And calling in a heavenly guitar

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Outskirts 

Of a Veil

A golden glass ceiling

Pours the liquid Sun

As diamonds and arrays

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The Blue Rays.

The first days

The depth pays.

The deer prudent, rests and lays

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Erased

Are the delays.

No more dismays

In the compulsion of the plays 

That are our life story lines 

In a sacred unison harmonious entwined

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Almost always 

Happiness is following God's soft whispers

Eons of love

Ions of light

We blot the plight

We will not go aroving

Question everything

Then leave out the Dingaling 

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Of forceful inquiry

Inquisitive mind of sorrow

Highly addictive

Forget your instincts of addiction

Embrace abstinence

Without being obstinate

Flow glow sow Glory

Feel free to sense the well of astounding days are both

And in bounty

Bonanza in essence 

Superfluousness and jewels

Heels of the Titans

Strong enough yet vulnerable

Frank incense sticks

And honey and cinnamon dips

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The media

Vast hysteria

Plays "Suspiria"

Suspiciously 

The Usual suspects.

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Stare inside

Sudden prospect

One circumspect

Inspect the circumnavigation

Of the sun ajar of

One's spirit

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The soul, free 

Of dole

Free to console

But not shunning condone

Flies in the endoscope

Drone like

Blowing like a didgeridoo

On mount Katmandu

Just take a kite and a hike

And behold.

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Breathtakingly……………………..

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The multicolored walls of a random kingdom                                                    

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We sense the scents of the Saints soothing and soft oozes. Pervasive, divinely invasive, elusive, Elysium keys, sacred, given in the smouldering silence, incandescent , latescent, holy a concrescence....

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A beam 

5 bees, a seashell, a Bible

Silver atonement

A golden meadow

Amidst

The slightly ajar corridors

Of eternity

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Laser like congregation of saints and Angels

Pointing at the subtly invisible

Eternal inner Church

In which the blessed Child

Whispers new sacred alphabets

Of Redemption

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