Short Progressively Poems

The political will of a leader 
Makes the country progressively better....

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Clockwork drudges
Luther Maxwell,
Turning into progressively more advanced 
Scarlet kink...

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premise
a one liner
that can bring you to sound
thought or progressively red-cheeked
thinking....

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I must be going mad
For all that others think isn't so bad
Continues to make me progressively more slow and sad...

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life
slipping away
essentially starving
through calm deception
eyes in pain
a plea for comfort
progressively distant
till nothing
is left
but
dying...

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hosts grow
shyness and regret in his interactions
progressively aggravates in solitude

cubic room
in blurry white he involuntarily fasts
what hands urge for...

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the first riff jolts     then progressively gets softer
while putting random bossas     afraid of rocking proper

such vanillaness
in his articulations
all for the mainstreet...

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Better would be for one to:

Progressively, minimize his attachment to life as he gets too old, 

As to enable himself to decrease fear, caused by death's advent!








© Demetrios Trifiatis
     31 January 2021...

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The earth awaits
patiently
the return of its
scattered materials...

The matter processes
constantly its
reintegration to the mother
Earth...

we humans debug
progressively the spirit
to be together one day
 composed to the divine and eternal light...!...

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From fight to fight,
I became a man,
but I didn't lose
the poetry of being
infant ...
progressively,
I got to where I am:
builder poet ...
But I realize that still
it is not conclusion...
From poem to poem,
I'm building
novel world ... world
where poetry is
everything, be the norm ...
And from dream to dream
feel this fresh reality
arising...

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Her life has been progressively sad
Day to day stuff perpetually bad
Where is her fairy godmother we ask?

She bought glass slippers at the thrift store
Cannot keep pretending they fit any more
Where is her fairy godmother we ask?

Her prince is not coming. Dreams not for likes of she.
Angel masks depression, where can she be?
Where is her fairy godmother we ask?...

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White snow progressively tinting blue
Ice resembling Bricks to built an Igloo
Nippy and harsh and yet a holding glue
Tinting and chilling to its distinct hue
Eternal chill forming deep packed Ice
Resembling the Blue Tinted Alps

Blinding with ceaseless fervor
Leaving the excursionist in a quake
Unclenching its Adamant Terror
Eagle with its forceful glare
Stiff,snowy stubborn meringue...

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I wish my room had a story to share. 
With the goal for me to have the option to play. 

This entryway is unimportant to me. 
I dislike being fixed behind a doorway. 

What case might be this crawling around? 
As a result, it's somewhat picky. 

Without connecting with the ground. 
Flying is getting simple progressively.  

Is the chance to be a finished bore. 
Since you've arrived at the summit of the sky...

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Age
A message
Comes to us-
As we receive  
We must read it
Properly and progressively

Let us be heedful 
To its nuances
Let us get rid 
Of expected nuisances 

As days pass on
We grow on
As we get old
Many will unfold

We must find 
The thing to be found

As we dwell
We must get well

Our present 
Must be met 
Our past 
Should not be 
Our future

Age 
A message
It should convert
Into a literature...

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Even as the cold light of dawn breaks over the horizon,
I shudder at the thought of the darkness inside...the poison.

Even as the day gets progressively warm,
I shiver at the chill, at the thought of the storm,
the storm that's raging inside.

Even as we speak, I can hear it...
the cackles of a witch, even I have to admit.

I'm sorry...I wish I could say,
as  in the cold light of day,
it dawns on me that I was wrong.


*to Maria...

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Progressively pending the day
The day, when his memory fades
The day when that old belly shirt shreds
As poetic minds cannot

Within the moan rhythmically intellect stands
He says farewell with self importance 
I say hello verse you end with expressions
To poetry a belly shirt never shreds
Within the shame of adolescence

Nor does a elegance of a aged love
With the heart of an adolescent becoming a lady
He stands with me eternally....

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I'm a goddess
My flow is unspeakable
Not too many situations are infeasible
A goddess
I'm surely irresistible
Besides my persona the reason isn't invisible
A goddess
I'm gracious always
A real stand up woman the woman she don't play
A goddess
Courageous in all ways
Up against a man my heart will outweigh
A goddess
A woman with intuition
A passion for life and the quality of it's condition
A goddess
I'm a woman authentically
Progressively complexity, I love my femininity...

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It's a terrible feeling
you know?
Watching someone you love
slowly disappear
progressively getting worse
and when you try to be there 
they tell you everything will be okay
but you just have this feeling
this time
she isn't gunna make it
she has been lucky to live 
as long as she has
This time could be it 
I'm gunna be there
because this feeling is real. 
This feeling is scary but you cant always 
run from what scares you. 
Face it. Be there. Before its too late....

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Loosely the transparent leaves of memory fall
Limply I accede reminiscent of a limp rag doll
Slowly I invoke this insistent yearning inside
This plethora of countless emotions derived
Incenced by the summon of one depraved
Sadistic venom inciting abhorrence enraged
Progressively anointing obvious camouflage 
Spinning uncontrollably in a neverending gyre
Vicious piercing screams so enragingly dire
Jaded I surrender to this uninhibited emotion
Sentient I resume my unkempt decision...

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revealed to me is a beauty
never noticed until now
I wonder how her pale 
skin feels naked against 
mine I imagine soft and 
smooth the smell she 
gives off drives me wild
I could see every act
played out in my head 
it would start with a gentle
kiss an progressively get
more rough and sexual 
which would lead to our
clothes being ripped off
in a hurry then our two bodies
would become one into
the early hours of the morning
and would end with us 
falling asleep in tangled in 
each others arms...

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