Short Contingency Poems

Contingency
Hope
Ambivalent
Need
Coincidence
Expectation...

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Her heart, mind and mood make up a tough agency
laughter and playfulness, all a contingency
we start with hello miss
her words, sweet to release
wanted result of a yes, not an urgency....

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Eyes gazing into glass
what does she see?
An ebony face in abstract
stares back in reflection.
Yet, buried deep within her is
the untapped potential to succeed.
If she pushed away the fear barrier,
contingency could easily be reached....

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Like a Tuber mushroom
an Authoritarian State
thrusts myriad mycelium tendrils
in a vain attempt
to control every contingency.

Like a Fragrant fern
a Constitutional Republic
radiates spores far and wide
to invariably find
the wisest way....

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The Sensitive

fragile
sourced from weak
no stand
easily shaken
so frail
like glass
easily broken
far from strong
hardly last
short span
owns contingency
little duration
now and then
sensitive
so weak so frail.

Drencho POET Loads...

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Live for the Day

       Yesterday was history
       which brought today’s victory.
       Tomorrow is a mystery.
       Which could lead to a contingency…
       Never think of tomorrow’s mystery.
       Within this short span of life,
       Make use of the day.
       Take today as yours and
       Leave tomorrow to the others.

       Poetry by Tiny Sahabandu...

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Your own concern, my own respect
so voluntary with adept
contingency, some verve its met
does see the evermore's beget!

I see you everywhere, my soul has kept
its vestige in pure grace, without funds left.
As honing nothing as in its own love leapt
has greater vision from bestow, God's deft!

Because my hands are clasped in wit
like magnets to concession's fit
and Holy intercession knits
a prayerful course, progressed acquit!...

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TRUTH

We are living in disruptive times
voices are loud and angered
shouting change and resistance..
Multiple truths seem to thrive
for brief moments within mixes 
of contingency and suffering..
Truth has been curtained
in shadows of triviality..
Our most desperate need
is for Truth to be exposed
calling each of us by that
ancient name: I Am..
Such new recognition
must sooth angered voices
dissolving idolatrous lies
in a morning's new light......

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