Short Transitory Poems
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Solitary hour
Momentarily adrift
Armchair traveler
Transitory decades pass
Silently animated.
shock
in. abundance
transitory
& irregular
once
refashioned
in
random
diversity
of
erotic
existence
yet
deliberate
innocence
of heart
dried stains
on walls
loose ashes in
the hearth
transitory clouds
movements in a
stream
through birth
voyage to the seen life (transitory) has been started
through death
voyage to the unseen life (eternity) will start!
-March 24, 2019 Chattogram
Form:
Lasting,just a moment
Transitory as snow
Indelible impressions
Stay,and never go
In a Shoreham Garden by Samuel Palmer
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Early Toronto spring
lives still in the shadow
of winter-frost, transitory,
I observe the quiet marvel of flowers,
the deceptive budding of leaves,
shivering cold
as a cloud cloaks out the sun.
MOURNING MIST-:-
sighs
sparks
ascend
gripping
griefs
of EVANESCENCE FADES
mushroom
tainted
death
impermanence
glides
an ÉLAN VITAL
transitory
Buddha’s
ephemerality
achieves
nirvana
When the perspicuous idea was told;
A little bird became malignant and would gravitate to the flatter words;
Causing the scapegoat to alienate and dissipate any capricious inurbane transitory ideas from the little bird.
9-1-2106
AWAKENINGS
transitory
remnants
gathered
symbols
covering
contours
culminating
dialectics
in
preserved
blurred
splendour
vanity
meditate
on
past
fictions
&
new
transient
dimensions
beauty..
lies unchanged
but..
decaying:
transitory
changes
appear..yet
beauty
within
remains..
unchanged..
a garland
forever
in love's
memory
Childhood transits,
Youth transits,
Love transits,
Pain transits,
Corruptor transits,
Hunger transits,
Poverty transits,
Our names transit
Politic transits,
Wealth transits,
Beauty transits,
Certainty transits:
LIFE IS TRANSITORY!
All of its nonsense does end here.
World's. Its furthest blown point.
Murky but deathly stilled water's
Of tranquil acceptance.
Even so, which glory, gold leafed
By what hangs and spooks round
Spreads, for ghosts of disillusionment
Cursed sounds. In abundance!
disassembled
and torn
scattered
in the fetid
air
beyond
repair
in
higher
dreams
unheard
unspoken
a
thousand
whispers
in
the
night
of
this
brief
transit
inspired
by Ash Wednesday TSE
The towering tide in the sea
should not awe you by its height
This is mere effervescence
Rising and falling wearily
On the bosom of the foaming Sea.
The momentary peak of strength that it attains
By jumping out of its mass to reach the sky
Is as vainglorious and transitory As the Ego of his ‘I’.
COLLABORTIONS
visual
indications
entirely sensual
in
a
prolonged
lament
a
nuanced
concept
ostensibly
incompatible
ambiguity
jnterpreted
instilled
in
shadow
a
transitory
dream
of
ultimate realty
generosity
a
distinctive
summation
of
a
complex
posture
dense&empty
The inurbane world faces its fate
with malignant joy, unaware
of it being a scapegoat in the
capricious transitory thing called life.
Yet we perspicuously flatter ourselves
and gravitate to the greatness of life
till the body dissipates and soul alienates
on the all- encompassing altar of death.
9/9/2016
Many attempts made to alienate the biochemist,
made a scapegoat by transitory in-urbane comments
about his obesity, which did not flatter one bit.
But his capricious finding of what made malignant cancer cells
dissipate and gravitate was so perspicuous and far-reaching,
he had been nominated for a Nobel Prize.
Though perspicuous from your tongue, your inurbane words flatter no one.
With their capricious nature you can't see how they alienate your heart from your mind,
yet your transitory thoughts still gravitate toward malignant ideas
which dissipate in rapid secession with each scapegoat that you find.
08/31/16
Christians offer prayer to
Heavens above,
Realizing their sins are forgiven
Instantly and forever.
Scriptures have recorded this
Transcendent act. His death an
Investiture in mankind. His
Sepulchre a transitory tenement.
Revived by God,
Instantiating His power
So that man may know this
Emanation was
Not accidental.
The capricious 'man',once trying to
Alienate himself
From the inurbane 'beast' -
Now tries to gravitate towards it
In an attempt to flatter
And to dissipate all ill-feeling.
Foolish, the 'beast' misunderstands
The perspicuous lies of the malignant 'man';
Never realizing it is being used as a transitory scapegoat.
9/5/2016
The Transitory
A feline has
Moved into the shed
Gave birth
Two six kittens
I’m looking for a hammer
To hit a nail
Into the wall and hang
Up a painting of Jesus with
His eyes closed
Looking remarkable like
Gaddafi when he was murdered
The painting is a fake
Kaddafi was not
I shall miss his splendid
Sky-blue uniform.
transitory meaning
lost track of the feeling
so left behind
forgetful of time
how did i get here
not as important as the why
search for the meaning
no matter how it hides
between the two sides
awake and asleep
i search out to reach
the time of becoming
when then two sides stop their shoving
to even out the waves
we must be lost before we're saved
Form:
World of ruse
~~~~~~~~~~~
Materialism is transitory
Illusory, a derivative of the lacking soul
And its need to attain a truth
Veiled by the belief of mortality
Limitations are a necessity
For the sake of the grand tapestry
Far too infantile are the masses perceptions
An elusive cognitive grasp
No, just too simple
For all the fools misled by the blind
Dreams of Peace
Peace is an illusive, transitory state of mind
Equality fiercely sought, for all humankind
Awakening to the truth, we are denied
Crisis among nations, propels and maligns
Ending wars, attaining world peace, a dream declined
The air-ward climb –
On the weaver’s hill:
Ozone-layered: across
The delight of new eggs;
Soft – in my intent, brief!
Transitory; leaping
From side to brighter side;
The non-conceived patterns
Growing in frequencies
By our sea-storms and dead deluge:
Are they brief?
Are they intent?
These cata-combs of broken skulls!
Are they the import of our essence?