Short Forgoing Poems

My poetry's too cute
    I need a vacation

  I'm better off mute ~
    though I'm forgoing cremation...

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My Gift

My gift to
You is
Gladly giving myself
In deepest love,
Forgoing my selfish ways
Totally surrendered to you
...

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Don’t get ahead of the feeling,
  never forget a memory unlearned

Don’t think and kill the passion enflamed,
  forgoing the moment—all time left to burn
  
  (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)...

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This lunar ring's dark mood —
A colorless chain hung that
Vibes in the cornfield croon

She's an invisible gait —
A new moon's misses blowing
In her twilit ways

Sowing
Forgoing
Growing

This lunar ring's dark mood —
A new moon's misses blowing
Growing...

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Taking life's chances, with unplanned romances.
  Forgoing  ration,
    for passion!! Never Asking,
If it would be everlasting.


Transfixed by your eyes,
  I melted with the slightest touch.
          So Confused....................
    Trying to distinguish between,
       LOVE & LUST....

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The nice kid
Giving away
All the cupcakes
Wanting, but forgoing
Forsaking frosting
Himself
Giving away
Love
Silently growing
Older and angry
Waiting for it
And karma
In the outer bands
Unseen
Begging
The heavens
For the ever-elusive
Orbital return


*** Thanks for reading... Anton - www.foesofprose.com ***...

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I still remember when the tiny ones would
latch on and suck themselves into comfort 
relieve my swelling, too.

I still remember their faces when
visual stimuli met oral yearning
so completely.

Those nasty nasal onslaughts 
who cared? For my lil sugars
were so dear I'd have drowned in sulfur before
forgoing the blue snot bulb....

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To give everything for nothing
Occupy a desk, to provide something

Work for God every day willingly
Openly pronounce faith, filling me
Right up with all that I need
Kindling a fire, that all may be freed

Forgoing the ego for the greater good
Original, free-willed man better understood
Risking it all

Giving it all
Only to be ostricized by
Devilish lies

                                Altruism is my rallying cry...

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And I'm guarded,
like I'm wounded,
my first instincts,
are to find a hole,
dig in, seek ascendance 

I wanna lighten my dark,
I wanna swallow the sun,
I wanna feel single; one of one—
I wanna spark transcendence

To feel the pulse of life in every sad heartbeat 
So I fire the dreams where passion finds defeat
Flame fueled, flowing forever forgoing deplete
Phoenix rise singular; not to be repetition, like a parakeet...

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Forgoing the fiery flight,
this beautiful thistle tries to shine,
Glorious grieving moon- gleams,

Soft suspicious taps suddenly spring-
drowned in dreary diluted drops-
long- loud- crashes loom literally.

Painted brightly protruding seen purple-
canvas crumbling- creased and crushed,
Rain, rumbles, rancorous...

Ill future idling forever illuminate- 

To view the world is a grey brackdrop,
Lined with reds- greys- 
with a hint of drizzle....

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You always placed one before two

And dwelled in that logic

Over battlefields of dying dreams

Forgoing the charge of atmosphere

To make ion and scion attach in seams

Of your weaving, scheming plunder.

I now place two before one

And use my two eyes to discern your graft

To steer clear of your attraction

That would sequence to three

And thus count "out" and prelude the fall

Of my battle-torn, tender heart of wonder....

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Such opulent lives above desperation,
Pry your actions for insoluble wealth,
Their needs go by without hesitation,
Infestation of the material forgoing all health,

Are these cherished items your breath?
Counting priceless luxury at what cost?
For the immaterial is the only company for death,
But attachments shall leave you unrest and lost.

Breathe and realise,
Death comes to all, rich or poor,
Detachment is cure.

5th February 2016
Music by:
Breathe. - Jacoo...

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The path to perfection I tread
Forgoing the things I abhor that I did
Sometimes it seems my destination is near
But sometimes it seems I will never get there.

I do the wrong and say the riight
I love the lies that says am right
I seek from others nothing but the truth
But when the bitter truth about me is given to me
I hate the truth.

I've thought I made no mistakes
That all I give is all it takes
But now I pray to find my failures
For then is only when I can find a saviour...

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