Best Forbear Poems
I see her as she starts to approach toward me
carrying roses for her special day
her mind in an hypnosis state not aware this is the closest I've been to her
as I start to forbear from her
I have watched her for days and days have become weeks
she is not meek but 'oh' so, so sweet
my heart beats a thousand beats in the anticipation to come
with my new techniques just for her that will occur
The echoes in my mind talk to me as I get to close to her
and warns me not to impose or I may become exposed
I will silently watch her for now and I give her my vow
you are mine my sweet divine!
Do you feel me? Do you want me?
T Reams
Love in a salted wound
I could wait months, or years for
Finality
For absolute seizure, by your fingers upon my blighted heart
I speak in words like
Devotion
Desire
But its all lost in my disorganization,
Promises I can only hold above my head
Like a great weight
Supporting you and I
As long as you can hold your attention
Without looking away from my frailties
My own erosions- that as they fall,
Pass through you,
Like snow between the bare branches of my heart.
I am forever winter in the lack of
Your presence.
Waiting for the soft sound of your
Footsteps in the lifeless air.
Some sign of your journey here,
That does not echo back to me,
This is only a dream.
I wait
and wait
and wait
and there is only....
Villanelle : If you haven't had that, what have you had*
If you haven't had your life, what have you had
In fear of what lies beyond the locked safe-door
Live you now the moment, not for what's ahead
Fear of what others may think, nothing's more sad
Yet if you abandoned all care, who'll forbear
If you haven't had your life, what have you had
Since James*, Mottram*, Barrau* live not a day dead
Yet don't they live safe as Confucian State's heir
Live you now the moment, not for what's ahead
Or do they live safe to be thought Reason-bred
The best of all the Worlds where Time's a mere snare
If you haven't had your life, what have you had
Walk Eternity back to Big-Bang zero-bed
What has no Beginning cannot End-fruit bear
Live you now the moment, not for what's ahead
No Future's secret the Yi Jing* has not read
Don't ephemeral hordes breed the Jün Tzu* to bear
If you haven't had your life, what have you had
Live you now the moment, not for what's ahead
Resources/Notes
" Quotation from Henry James' Ambassadors : " If you haven't had that (your life), what have you had "
" Henry James (American novelist), Eric Mottram (British poet, professor, critic), Aurélien Barrau (French astro-physicist, philosopher, poet)
" Yi Jing : the ancient Chinese Classic of Change
" Jün Tzu : the Noble or Superior Man, the advice given in the Yi Jing is meant primarily to distinguish the Superior Being, all the rest are mutatis mutandi " ephemeral beings " which makes one wonder if Life on Earth is not a mere breeding-ground experiment to produce the " Superior Being ", the rest - if you believe in " samsara " or reincarnation - condemned to be born again and again until they make the grade.
© T. Wignesan - Paris, May 14, 2019
"When The Snow Melts",
When "Spring Is In The Air"
When "Tears Of The Sky" shower blessings
When"Zephyr's Silky Tendrils" caresses us
When "A Nightingale Sings Of Dawn's Glory"
When basking in "Sunset Silence"
When "Night Sky's Party" is splendid...
We thank our "Saviour"
for the"The Luxury Of Breathing"
for "Bottomless Love"
We are "On Cloud Nine"!
When we are filled with "A Sense Of Emptiness",
"Lost In The Fragility Of Dreams"
While living "A LIFE JUXTAPOSED"
Full of "TEARS", "depression"
While offering "A Painful Prayer","Forgiveness Prayer"
When we "Cry Out To God"
We experience "God's Goodness", "His Sufficient Grace"
Understand he is our "Refuge And Strength"
We are filled with "Eternal Hope"
"Why forbear when He is near"!
We feel like "A Blessed Bud" with
"No More Worries For Tomorrow"
We understand "Life Of Trust - A Must"
"Attitude Of Gratitude" helps
"Happiness Is In Small Things"
We offer "Thanks" to "God's Goodness" his " Graciousness"
"HE Is" "Giving Godly Grace" " Every Time"
We experience "Agape Love"
We sing "A Song Of Praise"
"Keep On Singing"
"Lord Jesus Christ, My Joy"
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Note: Whole poem is made of titles of poems written by Jo. I have merely added few words here and there.
I choose Jo as I love her poetry, I find her poems, beautiful, and profound. Her poems on Jesus always fills me with faith, love and joy. She is adept in all types of poetry. For this contest, I searched all her past poems and found many poetic gems. I need to take time out to read all her past poems.
I attribute this wonderful poem to her superb titles. As I wrote this, I experienced how much God loves us.
Thank you Jo from the bottom of my heart
16.06.2021
Poet Chosen : Jo Daniel
Submitted to Title Wave, Richard Lamoureux
Falling out with either
Friends or family can
Flood hearts with resentment,
Fuelling rage and hatred.
Forbear from stoking fire.
Find fair reconcilement.
Forgiveness sets you free.
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Contest: Pleiades - F
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Placed 4th
If there’s a separation now
Take heart,
Because first
there was a union;
If there’s darkness now
Forbear,
Because first
there was light;
If there’s sorrow now
Be patient,
Because first
there was happiness;
If there’s despair now
Rejoice,
Because first
there was hope;
If there’s death now
Celebrate,
Because first
there was life!
~Brian Strand 265 contest
O my heart, why?
Why do you despair?
Why not be more patient?
You wish for the unwishable,
Love is but an elusive maiden
A wistful illusion…
Who has ever reined in the whimsical wind?
Who has ever ensnared the sunshine?
Who has ever fettered the waves of the sea?
Who has ever restrained color?
Who has ever confined beauty?
Forbear, my heart, make no such efforts,
Know you not
that love is fraught with longing and loneliness?
Why then,
Why do you yearn in vain?
~08/09/22
~Contest: Strong Emotions
~Sponsor: Emile Pinet
~Emotions:- Love, despair.
"One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
Two can be as bad as one, its the loneliest number since the number one" Beginning lines of a song I like sung by 3 Dog Night
Multiplied by ONE, numbers stay the same.
So unique is ONE, it is like the sun.
For me, it is the number of my name
in numerology, for I was “One”
when I was born. Did you know each letter
has numerical value? You can find
online your name’s number. Even better,
more numbers from your birth date you’re assigned.
ONE means confidence and self-reliance,
maybe selfish, but very self-aware.
I love alone time; dislike compliance.
For God and unity, ONE will forbear.
The loneliest of numbers ONE may be,
but I’m happy “One” is a part of me.
I hear a voice in the dark of night
I hear it speak my name
‘Tis but a whisper, soft yet clear
By which it did my soul ignite
Though I know not whence it came
‘Prithee, child, come with me
See the blessed life of eternity’
I yearn for that glorious promise
Yet fear the deep dark yonder
Still I am drawn, the voice calls on
Though joy may seem as though amiss
Thence shall find the greatest wonder
‘Prithee, child, come with me
See the blessed life of eternity’
What then shall be, this journey to forbear
That which brought forth both dread and awe
Echoes resound, and this I found
That there awaits, past hope and despair
The radiant triumph, enduring, forevermore
‘Prithee, child, come with me
See the blessed life of eternity’
Springtime unfolds mystic winsome,
Vibrant rainbow blossom to come
Idyllic redolence fragrance.
Song retold on garden pleasance.
Error-less scents so admired thrum.
Springtime unfolds mystic winsome,
Dawn lightens fanciful golden
Purples, pinks, greens, quaint and olden.
As the fields tiny blossoms hum,
Sweet and tender jewels' outcome.
Springtime unfolds mystic winsome,
Where yet forbear spider hides from.
Dandelion fluff dance across
Green grass spirit free and crisscross,
Budding in and upon beach-plum.
Springtime unfolds mystic winsome.
2/8/2024
concur in the nights under the starry eyes.
..with romantic winds blowing ...
.by the sea shore..
.with waves reaching and touching your feet
...sands of heavenly bliss.
..forbear the stress and just lay down in my lap
...get cordialized by the dimness of the sun
..
.feel the nature that invigorates...
walk over bridges of peace and love with thick layer of leaves in fall.
...
get acquiesced by the nature and breathe in the heaven leaving the abyss behind!!!!
fall deeper in the depths of uncertainty....
Written: August 16, 2025, for contest by Unseeking Seeker
Line of inquiry:
"conjoined with the whole - we play our life role
exuding a scent - granting love consent"
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Conjoined with the Whole
Not as sovereigns,
but as sylphlike strands,
woven into a ductile tapestry—
Each act of kindness forges
a bond within the communal consciousness.
Love is not a shadowy incantation,
nor a glamour to inveigle us into isolation.
It is hortatory, beckoning forth...
a rosy summons to convene,
amid the clangor of squalor and sojourn
to supplant the slipshod ache
with a warm intention.
We are not mere wanderers
adrift in nebulous vacuum—
We are emulous embers,
thirsting for the amaranthine,
avid to imbue our days,
with seraphic resonance.
Community is not a chimera,
It is pavonine in its iridescent truth,
multivocal in its sweet sorrow,
edacious for connection
but never laden with avarice.
We do not dismiss the burden—
We collocate it, we share it
withdraw from silence,
and cast aside the Icarus myth,
a tale of solitary flight,
Even the untamed child.
crumbles for the quest of kinship—
Even the weary elder winnows,
the soothing balm of a neighbor’s touch.
Love sanctions its courtliness—
not merely a whispered sigh,
but as a philanthropic deed,
a calyx protruding,
amid the clamor of desire.
To love is to be an iconoclast
to find solace in a gentle embrace—
to forbear the yearning
to anathematize others
to witness the evocative elysian—
in the eyes of the distraught.
We are not aphonic.
We are harmonious,
even in our disconsolate times.
We are evocative, full of meaning,
even when our souls feel drained.
And when we reflect,
We accomplish this together—
in the emollient of shared grief,
in the soothing touch of shared joy.
So let us frolic with abandon,
Let us explore the hidden meadows of our lives.
Let us gather in our joy,
transcendent in our understanding,
Our sense of self is transient.
Let us be love—
not as an elusive dream,
but a tangible act.
Let us be united with the whole.
And play our life roles.
with eloquence
vibrancy,
and grace.
People come to stare at animals there.
With no time to spare, they rush everywhere.
Moms and babies share as she gives them care.
Elephants declare their presence with flare.
Critters with long hair jump to trees midair.
Dangers anywhere, zoo signs say, “Beware.”
Alligators pair; together ensnare.
Flamingo welfare wades near unaware.
Black ravens declare their cries for warfare.
Orangutan’s flair all pose debonair.
Snakes slither and scare; many of them rare.
Giraffe heads in air stretched eating a pear.
Cutest baby bear stayed at zoo’s day-care.
Dark starts aftercare; search for disrepair.
Hunger fills the air; beast cries everywhere.
Zoo keepers’ aware help creatures forbear.
A mare with a scare had a wound repair.
Grounded in despair once freedom’s coheir.
Bald Eagle’s wing tear made life so unfair.
When problems ensnare, zookeepers say prayer.
Everyone is there beneath the sun’s glare.
Bound to a wheelchair, broke or billionaire.
People come to share; animals forebear.
1/7/2017
There once was a poet extraordinaire,
Who composed sweet poetry with great care.
She wanted to find true love.
So, she prayed to God above.
He swiftly answered, “Sweetheart, you must forbear.”
Forbearance was her lonely heart’s nightmare.
She was a passionate woman with flare.
Singing in a high octave.
Counting petals of foxglove.
She drank martinis alone in her lair.
A brilliant mind with hope and a prayer,
Resting her head on a lonely armchair.
Praising spirits up above,
She heard Ron’s voice, cute white dove.
Alas, she found him…marriage…love so fair.
(Linda-Marie, I used your profile picture for inspiration for this contest entry.)
© March 31, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen
The whole of the universe is a hyper-living
entity
Then by definition what's within has life in
this immensity
The atoms contained in all are the same and
therefore must
Have life of some sort from the universe which
is the host
An outstanding fact is that which defines life
Has the cosmos as progenitor through which
it came to arrive
It might be asked from what or who was cosmos'
forbear
Some form as antecedent before a cosmos was
there
Going back from the Big Bang beyond what
telescopes can see
Were there Big Bangs one after another far
Into pre-time infinity?