"retried" poems
Let's **** Gandhi
Let's **** Gandhi
Again and Again
Multiple Times
Gandhi Must be killed
He deserves to be killed
Because he killed no one
Neither human nor animal
Collect all your weapons
Load missiles and guns
Get some good Gun powder
Quintals and tonnes of it
Make sure to **** this time
Be sure, you mustn't fail again
But can you really **** Gandhi
No you can't, I bet you can't
You already tried and retried
But Gandhi remained alive
Gandhi Never died
He will never ever die
Gandhi is not a person
Gandhi is thought
Gandhi is Philosophy
Gandhi is Lifestyle
Gandhi is Liberation
Gandhi is Struggle
Gandhi is Courage
Gandhi is Peace
Gandhi is Gentle
Gandhi is Strong
Gandhi is Treasure
Gandhi is Heritage
Gandhi is immortal
You fools are mortal
May 18, 2019
May 18, 2019 at 2:05 AM UTC
Under the I-20 bridge
over the Chatta-
'hoochee suits me
fine as fishin' line
- I've been retried
and found
I ain't wanted
nothing but a winter coat -
my sweet mutt Woof
- an old six string Martin
and a 'frigerator carton
for sleeping in the winter wind
when the sun don't shine -
I don't have a bone to pick
- my fingers ain't quiet as quick
and nimble on a riff - my back is stiff
- but my voice is still whiskey
smooth and my words turn
water into thunderbird - wine
retried suits me just fine
- jailhouse jeans
and salvation army boots -
refried beans and cheap cheroots
- sitting on an old truck tire
around an open fire
I've been retried and trued
but I ain't yet retired -
somebody's got
to feed my dog -
sing some songs
- catch these fish
and start the fire -
drink a little *****
- 'neath the I-20 bridge
over the Chattahoochee
rivaaa····
r ~ 10/16/14
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC
Call us enigma, origonal sin
we set fire to paper birds
and waste paper bins
and play snakes and ladders as
prima donna sings
the coils from the serpents
and the feathers from the wings.
Call us the paradox
apostle carries lies
Seraphim in hell
and Lucifer denied,
cold moods which withdraw
granting all who retried
the listless of love
Unrequited, redefined.
Mar 27, 2011
Mar 27, 2011 at 9:21 AM UTC
In midst of thunderstorms I could see a house
Standing under a tree, eyes wide open
Rain have never poured more
Wind could not shout more
Sweat was blending with water on forehead
Sweat of failure, sweat of rejection
I knew I won’t enter, I knew I won’t knock
But then I saw lights turned on.
Invitation was mocking, possibilities were low
Will get grains only if you sow
Doors won’t remain open forever
Wait someone wants to enter
Inside was dry and warm
Fireplace was on, bar was open
Took what I see, spent what I owned
This is meant for me, I am meant for this
Attraction hypnotized deeply
Should it be a palace, who else could be the king?
Jolly heart then saw an ugly shadow!
The supposedly king was shown a visitors queue.
Eyes see with minds sight
Brain a diseased brain with optimism
Hunting Bear looks like black pet dog
Only when you are near enough to be prey
But when love hits, numbness surrounds
Considered taming a bear
Reconsidered retried insist pushed
But can a tide be turned
Woosh! Waash! Washed away
How long a castle of mud stands?
It waits for its wave to spread where it belongs
For other dreamers to try there skills?
With the fallen castle i still dream
Had i erected it a bit farther..
Had i put more effort..
But what could be a life in sand castle?
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 4:15 PM UTC
Broken
Shut down
Demolished and destroyed
Brought down to her knees
Literally, literally brought down
Face to face with porcelin and water.
Purge, purge, purge
Empty the empty
Break down and out
Out, out, no way out...
Betrayed
Dismissed
Returned, replaced, retried
Falsify your family, break it down
Let it out
Praise thee, mighty nothingness.
Aug 31, 2010
Aug 31, 2010 at 12:56 PM UTC
“L’amour n’est pas consolation; il es lumière.”
By as much as our might my diminish
We will harden our minds
We will seal off our hearts
For insecurity, perhaps
“Le coeur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connaît.”
She changes my reasons, I still cannot understand
I no longer try to comprehend
I no longer seal off my heart
For love, perhaps
It was Elizabeth Bishop
Indeed, the “Chemin de Fer:”
“‘Love should be put into action!’
screamed the old hermit.
Across the pond, an echo
tried and retried to confirm it.”
Shall we take action, my love?
May 10, 2012
May 10, 2012 at 2:01 PM UTC
No one cared if I quit but I did it for me
Seen good and bad in the world
I wish I could take away pain
Free ppl of their burdens
Get out of debt own possessions instead of being owned
Love and peace let hate die be among the decease
Doing what you dream instead of some 9-5
Getting by trying to survive almost cried along long night
Stories in music stories told relive moments growing old
Trying to stay humble not grow old and bitter
Keep working hard don't be a quitter
No more pain just want to heal
Be thankful for the meal served just right
Rest in a bed no more cold floor
One day things will light up
No more stressing being up all night
Apr 14, 2013
Apr 14, 2013 at 1:24 AM UTC
Melting
Drip the hapless loves
wardens of there hearts
With chainmaled solitude
With countess
Years apart
Of sperate time
And space
Renuned resolved
,
Remains
Retried
Destined
For there match
Dispatch the the dark
From each a life
The memory
And strife
With homes of lesser name
Of no to fortune
No to gain
With heavens rule of Fame
And Only Sparks they see
With Every little glance
The object
Of the deep
There One
There love
The beautiful
Be Together fight and free.
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 8:28 PM UTC
I have presumed and wrote, that heaven's guard
would greet and welcome me, when age had won
but if that golden staff would wave me barred,
what fault had I, to just - my soul outdone?
Would my offense be matters scaled with love
for deep into the past's of May; love cried
when angels swept her past the clouds above,
and only Spring this year, had love retried.
Ah, could my newer flame have burned the seers;
for hearted vows, in death could still ordain,
if fallen whispers grieve in angel ears;
that promised - only she, in love would reign.
O' parted love, weep not, that heaven's bless!
Tho' love here changed, means not - our love is less.
Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 2:13 PM UTC