Begone Poems

Sea Trash Begone

                                 Sea trash begone, as youth shall surge
                                 with their passion and devotion
                                 Debris where land and water merge
                                 Sea trash begone!

                                 Breakthrough solutions in motion
                                 ending plastic pollution purge
                                 Serene is a blue-green ocean
                               
                                 Unafraid to swim and submerge
                                 inheritors, high echelon
                                 Fallen baton cease and emerge
                                 Sea trash begone!

Bereft And Begone

Like squeezing and gripping
a handful of sand
Your love dropped through
the crevices unrhymed

Defining our feelings
with each orphaned word
Lost in the random
—abandon of time

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)

Begone Yoke

Begone Yoke!

Why abusing the brightly future leaders?
Okay, aren't they human, I ask?
Are they culpable, and not mild?

Or why imposing upon their innocence?
And purposes and value to bask?
Whether not belong to this world?

Again, do they not deserve rights?
What? Their divine aspirations to mask?
Once again, can't they be empowered?

© Lukman Nurudeen Adeniyi

Begone Love

I don't know what I am
Waiting for, on this chair, 
Near you, and with a book in my hand.
Silence occupied, you on your work
But what am I waiting for
Near you? 

Blank in the mind, 
But calm just to be here. 
Don't know what drags me
Near to you, though we are
Not meant for each other.

I don't know what I am
Yarning for, staying still and peeking
At you, as you are not something 
I could have, and I am left
With an option to go
With the flow 

I don't know why am I sitting
Here, nothing to talk about as if
The talkings are done through our hearts,
And eyes glaring to each other with
So many unspoken words.

Vogon Begone

Krashni ruzo, shlemmer fryzccsz

  Misorsky begulo, vlannir sphlicscz

Parftay gordja, oanvlee darpynk

  Azgrey mishzja, dompi, zansink  





               May 25, 2020
 Vogon Poetry, Quoopisk Poetry Contest
        Sponsor: Team Poetry Soup

To Bye the Begone

My head low, eyes wept at the earth below. 
A single rose placed central, 
to mark eternal love. 

My mind knew life was short, everything ends. 
But the casket bore deep shock. 
It's black timber called true. 

My hands tightly gripped the earth but senseless. 
Your soul crumbled in my palms. 
Dust to dust, you return.

Date: 11/12/2019

Gloom Begone

Moods lift...spirits rise
When one looks into babies
Smiling face and eyes

Begone,Dull Care

Sententiousness I seriously cannot bear
I cannot abide po-faced pontification
Faced with which I  want to pull out my hair
Being  more at home in  a festive occasion.

Flee the pessimism of the puritan's pulpit
There is  more merriment found  in carpe diem
 When Falstaffian rogues  with us carousing  sit.
Send  cold   gravity to its chilling  requiem

If you were  given the news  your end were nigh
No Cromwell roundhead,more  cavalier Dartagnan
What better way to go,do you think,,laugh or cry?
Give me  every  day a mirthful companion.

So haste ye away,you gloomy  prophets of doom
And allow  us imbibe   in a jovial room

Begone

Every so often he calls my name 
Can you hear me, he says 
Look at you, you fool 
You are not worthy of life 
You are a disgrace, boy 
The way you talk to others so sweetly 
The way that you walk...
With that permanent smile... 
On that sorry looking face of yours 
The things that you say and do 
Who are you, some kind of god...he says 
How dare you welcome them into a life so dull and flavorless 
Step aside boy, he says 
I will take them with me 
I will take them to a place that will forever warm their hearts 
Forever...till eternity 
To hell 
Begone, you imp, I say to him
Begone, you flaming fool 
You see...
your voice isn't the only one that calls my name 
Look up, do you see him...I say 
It is his voice that I hear over yours each day
So begone, leave...you are not welcome inside my head
Begone, you poisonous parrot 
Begone 


Plucking The Poisonous Parrot Contest
Sponsor- Maureen McGreavy
1-19-2019

Begone Bygones

Behead your bygones
   that don't belong.
Beget and bedeck
   your being, 
   with much better
   less belligerent bees.

Wind Begone Stand Easy

Where does this wind blow in from,
where has it been, what has it done?
Vanes it twisted, clothes it flapped.
Fog and smoke palls blown away.
Sails it tautened, eagles soaring supported.

Blow-ins are welcome with hair bedraggled
clothes disheveled, flapped to tatters
For the wind makes being untidy acceptable,
especially when facing upwind right in the face of it.
The wind will drop soon, and die away, begone
leaving the parade to stand easy.

Defenestrate Begone

riddance
flung, begone done,
when blight cast out window
with careless stray abandonment,
called 'fore'

Begone Bygones, Move On

Go now
Get over it
The train horn is shrieking.
All aboard; it's time to move on,
Begone

Adversity Begone a Haibun

Words, words, how do you feel?My emotions cascade in a stream.The crisis confronts me head on.Enough is enough, let chance,let faith set sail.

being,not living
begone ,sense of otherness-
in His  hands, I am

Begone Oh Promiscuous

Oh promiscuous, thy ambiguity has baffled me;
The thunderous cacophony of thy dreams
Has awoken me and rendered my nights sleepless,
For thou has to conquer the battle thou started thyself.
No, do not try to fathom my life into thy promiscuity
I shall neither be thy prey, nor thy mistress;
Thou hath played enough games
And won each and every one of them,
Why, oh why then play
with my holiness and pious generosity?
I forbid thee to behold me with thine eyes
Monstrous creature thou, now begone!


26/04/2016

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