Short Agone Poems

Every morning I wake up
I feel my day adore –
Anew rays of first light
Afresh my mind, cleansed soul – 
A new beginning to endure. 

Yester memoir enclosed agone
Today to face more  –
A whole day unrevealed
Fostered withal by elation. 

Walked my way 
With anew hope
Destiny wished crystallized. 

Aspired aspect
Limpid élan…

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As i sit here and wonder 
all this time 
why do i try to climb 
this , this wicked mountian 
that never stops 
i feel weak 
as i dream of your face
 yet i stay strong 
conceive of ways to a better pastime 
rather than to think 
of  these memories 
that have past me by 
for i still try to catch them 
in all there beauty
but they are all the agone
one can only hope for 
another chance 
with thier destiny in hand 
what is right?
what is wrong?
the future can only tell......

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