Best Continence Poems

The old King took to the battle
and leapt into the fencers fray.
“Noblesse oblige” his cronies cry.
“Our King will save the day!”

He was a bull to their gazelle
nae a fair fight, nae by half;
he'd fight just to see the thralls fall
he ‘d pierce those peacocks for...

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Smelly Stuff Absorbed 

There are many words for those excrements that appear on the fabric in
incremental solid and deliquescent motions because ingestion fulfils that
autonomous need to shed ablutions but here I declare ‘Waste not Want not’

Whatever notion ‘**** happens’ frivolously or weighing heavy on one’s...

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XIII. Ethos

Despite that of which is rise.

In the face of what has fallen rise.

Despite those that are rise.

Celebrate that you have risen.

Despite the incongruous rise.

Now that you have believe that you will.

Dream not for they are fleeting.

Upon thy continence be joy.

© veritatem voluntatem 2015...

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Lost in garnet glow, within crimson shadows,
eyes in you see continence, bold, unerring;
where, in truth, ingenuous virtue harbors.
I see you sleeping.

Yet, unbidden innocent thoughts turn rancid,
craving hunger, withering dreams of honor.
Cold in lust are fantasies born from sorrow,
driveling sorrow.

Ice envelops spurious hearts when love wilts.
Passion's...

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O my dearest heart, thou hast shed a tear,
casting melancholy shadows within.
Your continence has brought my soul so near,
‘tis liken to a concert violin.
The burdens of many, loom in your heart
and you forgot my pain in crescendo.
I beg you dearest; set my strings apart,
hear me,...

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Yogi. Arts
Aesthetics

There were
 Times such
  Disciplined
  One trained 
  Disciples to
 Ever Desist
Temptation 
Gold & Girl
Lust & Love
Men trained
To overcome
 Carnal quests
  A sensuous body
   Is but a leather bag
     A celibate to discriminate 
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Building your space,
you were dying daily
invading the acoustics.

How the continence
was going to help-
living with scars of explosions ?

Mutating into a full-fledged
saintliners, an inner conflict
becomes a profile.

Crawling to a stone
a crayon draws a cell
without incendiary rhetoric ?

Decoding an icon
becomes a daily ritual. From
where will come the...

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Herr Schneider and his Heidi 
Lived a staid and peaceful life
In a suburb prim and tidy,
Free of rancour, free of strife.

One blessing only Heaven denied
To this prosperous married pair
No infant’s laugh or baby’s cry
E’er pierced their household’s air.

As life’s observers, many note
That it often is...

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My continence is sad because of the things we go through;
         Seems no one understands, not a soul to talk to;
              As we wrestle...

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It is true, I’ve been so delusional
Straying away from reality
Desperation clouds my mind, and so does the lust
It is evident I refuse to let go
My attraction for you will not let it
I need to search for the words and try again
To free my tainted heart
To...

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Soul travels the abyss
On its continence visible is
Supernatural bliss
As beautiful as midnight kiss

The neural flame form base is far
More distant than from earth to any star
When base is the soul results are bizarre 
It grows in wisdom and power like an avatar

The end of the...

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America, in this modern age
Population so proud
On their ancestors heritage
 
But in the annuls of time
Not that long ago
To a new world they came
Immigrants so
 
They travelled far and wide
Some further than most
Open invitation from their American host
 
Many reasons
As they left their homes
Some directly
While...

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Love’s Innocence

If eyes could only look one time on love’s clear continence
By humble brook of babbles waters
By moss covered morning rocks
To watch you seated on the moist surface
And pass your hand across the moving water’s grain   
To see you and all your purity...

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A SPIRITUAL SAINT'S STRENGTH AMIDST STRIFE 

Fortitude for half a century, giving God all the glory,
The Foundress of Holy Family lived a humble, godly life,
St. Mariam Thresia - a stigmatic saint's story
Filled with many troubles, temptations and strife,

From Puthenchira, an Indian Syro-Malabar Catholic
Consecrated herself to...

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If men tell, carefully
all that men,shall one day have to tell
who then shall heed men voices
without giggling, complaining
of solitary voice like sad beggars.
who indeed with godly heart heed
to them without laughter.
    If men cry out of our torments,
that evenly increased from yonder...

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