Best Abstains Poems

“God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma

As also this dopamine boosting flavour I taste

I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart

Breath by breath thus that my soul presence be chaste”


Since the Christian body is a Holy Temple,
Which houses the Holy Spirit...

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Near Sainthood
by Mirza Ghalib
translation by Kanu V. Prajapati and Michael R. Burch

On the subject of mystic philosophy, Ghalib,
your words might have seemed deeply profound
and we might have pronounced you a saint...
if only we hadn't found
you drunk
as a skunk!


Ghazal
by Mirza Ghalib
translation by Michael R. Burch

Not the...

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Villanelle : The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 18

World in which is ingrained innate violence
Where nation-States all hell-bent on blitz wars
He who abstains from doing harm commits offence

Is branded traitor parasite perched on fence
On conscientious objector shine no stars
World in which is ingrained innate violence

Even...

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The big bang, 

one week ago today, 

an ounce of energy degrades-

young and righteous, 

a story evades-

rebounds like the waves, 

a story evades, 

surges and sounds like howling fangs,

a hero abstains....

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Wayland here again with another clerihew to end the year
These will probably never be famous, but that isn’t the fear
Sometimes the honesty is these may be just a little too strong
They're all done in fun, but some lines seem to go wrong

The philosopher lays the...

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Stan Laurel
thinks he can sing in reality he warbles
His best buddy Hardy slaps him quiet
Before he can start another riot.

Oliver Hardy
Is usually farty so he abstains from drink
Gormless Laurel slurps Manhattans all night
Warbling and singing without stage fright.


Clerihew 2 
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Faraway I heard the whistle of a flute
Playing a beautiful symphony
It echoed along with the flow of air
I closed my eyes without any care
And enjoyed all the harmony
I studied the songs roots
Then I realized it was from another place
Celtic visions floated dreamy tunes
That I could...

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A Winter chill pierces the heart just when its wishing for the sun’s gaze – Quote by Poet



Feathery boughs of ice crusted veins
Whispering across the frosty panes
Chilling the yearning heart
With cold that does impart
Freezing reveries where warmth abstains





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My screams are heard in the middle of the battleground—I’m fought 
Now I’m in grief and I’m striving to set my mind elsewhere
But I’m frantic and lost—deeply distraught 

As I’m shipped away to a far, unknown terrain 
I, arduously, breathe in—there’s no one there to...

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Let clocks unlock unbroken birds they bind:
Too quick in May they peek Azalea’s bloom;
Wide eyes enlightened bound by darkness blind,
And spring reflected bares a thinning plume:
Like pearls of April nestled smooth and deep,
Those dizzy doves that danced in drizzled mist;
When June denounced they shed their...

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Sunbeams serenade my window pane
Imploring restful notes to disdain

Abridging curtain the bright melody doth strain
My top sheet covers the harmonious chain

Gilded streams strike heartier refrain
But dissonant chords cloud my brain

A glistening symphony of metric lines retrains
The cerebral rhythms course through my veins

A chorus of light...

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I was strolling down a side street of our little town last night.
Did I say strolling, no that’s wrong; I was a sad and sorry sight,
And God knows what the time was, but I knew that it’s past ten,
‘cause that’s what time the pub shuts...

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To bespeak her time I shan’t
A mere penny possesses more value
Than that of which her presence preserves
The daring, lingering foretaste that is affinity
Though to raze all dolor she abstains
All along she had been sleeping with death...

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The aura of the oak
is ice and silver sheen.

This is the season of snow,
but there is only cold rain
in heavy ringlets of wet.

We feel the chill
of this antique place,
yet for now, snow abstains
as skies burn ripe with gray ash
that scatters to the wand of wind....

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during elections,polla colla is sprayed
people abstains from voting or
cast vote to all of the above
like putin war machine
phantoms defeated in failed state

during elections, polla colla is sprayed
people abstains from voting or
cast vote to none of the above
like putin war machine
phantoms defeated in failed state

during elections,...

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