Category Archives: Lyretry

CERTAIN INVISIBILITIES

CERTAIN INVISIBILITIES Can’t I decide in a solitary tone I relentlessly leave myself dormant at home Wanting to cocoon these terraced memories Aimlessly lost in certain invisibilities Stirring to sway off this pivotal sensation A controlling and painful rationalization Ones … Continue reading

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Predertmined Breaths

PREDETERMINED BREATHS Unyielding on breaking through Parting with myself Personal dogmas—things I do Dusty thoughts setting on their shelf Continuous conversations from within Interminable rationalizations The sun may rise—the day begin Running from an infinite hoard of paralyzing situations Inhospitable … Continue reading

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Hour After Hour

HOUR AFTER HOUR     Lonesome barflies and ragged Romeos Dwellers steeped in nostalgia Shame from my mind ever flows No Jesus—no Mohammed—no euthanasia Giving up is come and go Street lights—indication of the way I put this smile on … Continue reading

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An Emaciated Machine

AN EMACIATED MACHINE What shall I say While you’re not around Whom should I call to When incapable to make a sound I was given the keys But not shown the doors Travelling with only mysteries Tolerating peace—eluding wars My … Continue reading

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She Lay There

SHE LAY THERE Grievances were given Everyone proceeded by She lay there The people talked The people cried She lay there Memories of long and close One in particular just starred She lay there She lay there not because of … Continue reading

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The Same Deadly Dance

THE SAME DEADLY DANCE   No bells—no warning Life should be spent questioning as much as you can People are peaceful—groups are warring Win or lose you are required to make a stand Why do I have to select this … Continue reading

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Loathing and Lust

LOATHING AND LUST   Perhaps I can Maybe I cannot Wishing to make a stand Nonetheless discovery is lost On the precipice I lean into the winds gust Hearing, fearing the nearness of abyss Fixed between loathing and lust Three … Continue reading

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