Anthony Cavuoti

Anthony Cavuoti Poems

161. Loving Embrace. 3/19/2013
162. Marooned 12/30/2012
163. Match 9/10/2012
164. Miracles Are A Byproduct Of Many Thing 2/25/2013
165. Miracles Really Do Happen; I Am Not Talking Abstractly Or Metaphysically. 1/11/2013
166. Mirages Of Lies 6/2/2013
167. Mistake Familiar For Normal 6/23/2012
168. Misunderstandings On The Heart 11/17/2015
169. More Assertive And Gentler 9/17/2015
170. More Authentic Life 2/27/2016
171. More Of Life As We Go On. 2/1/2014
172. Most Are Prisoners In Their Limited Perceptions 2/25/2013
173. My Attention Again 5/1/2013
174. My Desire 12/1/2015
175. My Father Has Been Dyeing On Me For Years Even Though He Is Healthy And Alive. 8/20/2012
176. My God, My God, Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me 9/11/2012
177. My Heart Yearns 3/31/2013
178. My Unclear Subjective Emerging I 5/19/2015
179. Narcissism Is The New Normal. 9/20/2015
180. Narcissism. 12/14/2015
181. No Matter 12/27/2015
182. No Matter How Far We Are Apart Physically Or Emotionally. 12/19/2015
183. No Matter How Good Or Painful 11/4/2012
184. No Matter Where You Are I Am Always With You 1/8/2013
185. No Wonder Why Emotions, Feelings, Violence And Love Become Interfused 3/22/2013
186. None 9/2/2012
187. Not You At All 9/1/2012
188. Now That She Is Gone 11/11/2015
189. Now That She's Long Gone I Understand Her Now More Than Ever. 12/10/2015
190. On The Inside 11/9/2012
191. On The Service 8/13/2011
192. Once More 8/9/2011
193. One God Cares For You, The Other Is So Great He Could Careless 8/18/2011
194. Only Perpetrators Think Them Selves Queen Or King 6/2/2013
195. Orientation 12/20/2015
196. Our The Core Of The Forces That Shape To You. 12/11/2015
197. Our Truth. 11/10/2015
198. Outer Layers 2/21/2016
199. Over The Line 11/6/2012
200. Parents Need To Be Attuned To Such Unique Gifts And Abilities In Their Children, 8/26/2013
Best Poem of Anthony Cavuoti

You But Not The Real You

We are more then ego;
It is you but not the real you.
Ego is b (be) to C, no where near I yet.

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Discontinuous Existence

We do not die, instead we live a discontinuous existence. This life here, my body, my thoughts, memories, feelings, what I am physically, once this is over it is over. Anything else is just an allusion. When we die it is over, nothing is going to recreate us, make us again. Restore us to what we are. It is over the end. No more. End of story. Final curtain. The dirt sleep. Or is it.

Could not resonances of this life carry over to our next life, be with us in the after life, in the life betwee

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