"retry" poems
Do it again
Over and over
Redo and retry
But you need to get it right perfectionist
No more slacking
But not that there ever was
150% 24/7
Aren't you tired?
No
Shouldn't you give up for now and try later?
No
Why?
Because I need it to be perfect right now
Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 1:55 PM UTC
Life is tricky, gets sticky quickly
Been known to present instantly
I'd love my day to day to be monotony heavy
This smile is a forgery
...mostly
My demons are imaginary
...not likely
Every foot placed in front of the other is scary
I've been doing it for 40 plus years, I'll figure it out eventually
Look how easily I lie to me
Do I know anything wholeheartedly?
Same sh*t different day,
And honestly,
I'd welcome blasé openly
Hopefully
I get the opportunity
Sometime before I check out completely
With no option to even maybe possibly
Attempt to retry the recipe
©2024
Mar 27, 2024
Mar 27, 2024 at 4:11 AM UTC
Hovering pass the city lights
my mind lies awake
full of the psychedelic treats you offer
latched on the various trances I felt
I make sure it was you
and not the demon who awoke
as a ball of thunderous energy
feeding the insatiable desire for vices and sin
As the body grows lapse
we know things are about to fall apart
leaving us starving for more
and voiding the reality we're in
Our minds retry to go back
while our souls will forever be lost
in the wonder provided by the mysterious ghost
of acid and MDMA
Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 12:22 PM UTC
I can’t, I sigh.
But you have to, you assert.
There isn’t the time, I claim.
But I want it, you argue.
I want to give it, but not right now or today, I rationalize.
What if I needed it, you probe.
There are things I need too, but my plate is full, I exclaim.
Then I must find it somewhere else, you profess.
I can do it, I will give it to you, I assure.
When will that be and how long will it take, you inquire.
When I am done, I blubber.
Well, I am done, you declare.
Please, I beg
When will you be done, you retry.
Never, I murmur.
Never is too long, you calculate.
But- I begin.
No buts, what are you so busy with, you demand.
Loving you, I whisper.
Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 12:51 PM UTC
How
I retry
Backside Pen Slide
Lyrics spirits quips glide
Elbows Shins Blood Blot Dried
When Wind Blows Wicked Words Rise
Idioms Soul Grind Infinite rails Applied
Thoughts Ollie Pop Manual quill Pipe bomb
Ultra Stick Ink Drips 360 Plot Shov-it Twist
Push Kick I Pedal Prose Skate Tricks, Morphemes Stick.
Perpetual Pendulums Prop People to Place Peckers in Potato Grits
Times Up!
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 2:38 PM UTC
My love for you knows no bounds
Regardless of how upsetting you tend to be
One more confession following one more round
I'm far from blind but can't quite see
A connection I miss, intimacy and truth
Your voice was music to my ears
Essentially we are now escaping our youth
Mentally, you've got a couple more years
Promises were made that cease to exist
(Promises were made to be broken?)
I disagree though, I'm to blame for this
Fear is my ailment for why I haven't spoken
"There's nothing to fear but fear itself"
Straight from the horse's mouth
I've failed to comply with my word as well
Still filled with excess doubt
You managed to remove that away from a while
Guaranteed, a job well done
With even just a crack of a smile
I received my prize, I proudly won
The game is over, no lives left
No mushrooms to revive me now
If it was that simple, I'd hit 'select'
And 'retry' with better understanding how
Starting over begins the same
But the direction and obstacles change
A new route is followed in vain
For not enough experienced has been gained
You're such a charmer, I know
I still haven't fully broken your spell
I'm currently trying my hand at laying low
I question your thoughts; by now you should know me well
I want inside your head and heart
Where does your pain emerge from?
My curiosity is insatiable once I've felt a spark
I will continue to listen until your confession is done
I don't force a smile, but it's not completely real
I can maintain being civil with you
When you attempt to hide things you failed to conceal
My submissive attitude is what I must subdue
Why do I continue to feel this ache?
Does mental illness play a possible factor?
The idea of romanctic love I can't seem to shake
Yet if it's real, it inevitably won't matter
According to them, I don't know who you are
Yet I feel I've known all along
And even so, I've fallen this hard
I simply hope you'll still play me that song
Aug 23, 2011
Aug 23, 2011 at 6:34 PM UTC
I want to light this flame again
Joyously rekindle my tiny hope
That one day we retry what happened when
I looked into love’s kaleidoscope
It could never be exactly the same
Without warming those frozen decembers
Just like a fire, with no similar flame
We could never retrieve these dying embers
Nov 4, 2010
Nov 4, 2010 at 7:11 PM UTC
04:14 and the shadows are long
A boy pressed into a rail-side bench
Raises his arms to shelter himself
From the cloudless sky
He ticks off seconds with the twitch of his left knee
And the jump of his unhinging jaw
He falls
He falls nowhere
But flat, back, motionless in his seat
Hands cocooning head like a heavy day’s work
And then digging up and pressing down
Trying to rid himself of the sounds
Which splice him like glass shards
Or screaming shrapnel
And mutilate
His view of a pretty English station
And a blue steam engine
Beaming like the moon for which it was named
04:18 and he sets himself straight
Like ***** shoelaces
Or cards on the mantelpiece
Winds a bit of string
Around his wedding finger
And croons
As a man inside a toddler
Re-wired refrains
Lick his lips like soup stains
*Pack up your troubles…
Long way to Tipperary…
In your old kit bag…
I wonder who’s…
My heart’s right there…
Kissing her now…
Smile, smile, smile…*
And from my compartment
I watch him fade like
An ink blot from a pillow case
While a boy who looks a lot like him
Turns with purposeful avoidance
And takes the opposite view
Of a pretty English station
He soothes the angry creases
Of his forehead
Of his uniform
And smiles
Smiles
Smiles
And mutters to himself
And they said it would be over by Christmas
04:14 and the shadows are long
A boy pressed into a rail-side bench
Jogs his knees
With the obligatory poppy
His mum pushed into the zip of his winter coat
Drooping like a hangnail
He is busied and hassled
By the phone in his palm
It plays an odd kind of game
Where those who die
Are allowed to come back
And press Retry
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
I feel like a loser stuck on the same level of life
Dying on the same exact part time after time again
Retry retry retry
I remember retry more fluently than my own name
Just wanted to be someone
Mean "special" in another's heart
Instead I received a dagger in my own
As the blood spills in circle around me
Forming a barrier I cannot cross
I stand, because I don't believe I deserve to sit
Absorbing the hatred towards myself
For becoming this being that I am not
What was I thinking when I decided to follow through with this plan
I realized it was wrong so long ago but it was a simpler time
Back than I was ignorant to the fact on what life really was
That it wasn't about being liked
It wasn't about being everyone's favorite
Now that I know the truth nothing is the same
I look upon my hands screaming fake at the top my lungs
I am fake, this is not who I am
It's too late for me though
Cause though I realize that this not who I am it is too late turn back
Not that there is a back to turn to
All I see is a trail of ashes because I burnt the real me out of existence
I don't even remember what I look like behind the mask
How could of been so blind
Now I cry in my sleep as attempt to remove the mask
Knowing that it is permanently glued to my face
For it is now my face
Because my true face has dissolved to waste
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
I always wonder why I bothered to try,
Knowing I'd end up failing and cry.
So curious, why?
What's worse is my attempt to retry.
I'll always end up failing,
I'll always be praying
For whatever I'm aiming
However, it'll end up fading.
It's fine cause I've learnt my lesson.
To carefully listen
To the voices that deafens.
Hope for the suffering to lessen.
I learn to give up on everything
I need to stop bugging
So quit worrying
The answer to this, is stop breathing.
Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 3:13 AM UTC
I
I juggle with shades and figures and also skulls
Vicious and virtuous
Sinister and righteous
Vile and saintly
And that goes on and on and on
Countless shades that conceal the sun and quaintly
Also the mournful moon withdrawn
Multitudinous figures who speak and screech
And conjure from the vessel adrift of humanity
Myriad skulls with freedom of speech
Or wouldn't they be inhumanity
There is insanity in my sanity
I like to be in the drift
To go with the flow
To be unattached of enlist
For lost causes and “shows”
There is insanity in my sanity!
I like to sail more than a smidgen
To grasp and see the proper bliss:
From fear comes religion
From insanity comes questionings, comes this
Oh, yes! There is insanity in my sanity!
II
I keep juggling with my depth and core
Hopping from one to another
Cautiously not to let any of them drop for
The stream of existence or it will be smothered
And I’ll lose my sense of course
Leading me towards my martyr
Wave by wave sinking my vital force
Until the border of overwhelming disorder
That is imminent but in slow-motion
For I’ve yet an entire ocean
To sail across before I diagnose if I’m:
**The death of my hero
Or
The hero of my death
?**
III
Sound waves of a drifting symphony
Leads me to where the curious compass points
For I'm a sailor simply for another epiphany
And to inscribe the momentum with paints
Of memories of a posterior I
Ready to retry
Indeed I sail through an immaterial hour
For I'm a sailor until the idyllic harbor
That arises in the unending horizon
Apr 28, 2012
Apr 28, 2012 at 9:40 AM UTC
The wind felt different on my neck today,
Slightly colder, unfamiliar,
It was not a feeling I was used to.
But this breeze hasn’t changed at all
There was a spark on the nerves of the cuticles where hair stands ensnaired there had sounds of foundation rock breaking and cracking a lump of clay stepping out of the mold under its own power it’s own fruition at first its unseemly bordering on crude then your curiosity strikes like what will this lump of clay do? will he crash off the table damp too much water tear himself in two brand new asunder asunder asunder I see a rock we have to peek under I have to keep searching but my search has all been for naught but then again looking on those days in the rays I couldn’t wait to find shade is this really the only way yes she says with a sigh so I position my head so my eyes meet sky i guess it’s time to retry so here I go again and again and again and again and again so many times I’ve tried to take flight and sometimes I can’t be but filled with spite but I know The Wheel she spins goes back and goes forth
So it’s on to the next and the next and the next this life is only a quest but that is only a guess
May 21, 2021
May 21, 2021 at 3:25 PM UTC
incubator
technological mother
wi-fi our blood vessels
to your eternal link
make us passionate machines
symbiotic connections
programming a love
continuously on update
in lieu of heartbreak
in lieu of heartbreak
in lieu of heartbreak
in lieu of...
fail
buffering
abort
retry
error
Jan 13, 2020
Jan 13, 2020 at 9:14 PM UTC
I have made a list
Of things to forget
I have not a wish
To repay these debts
Or be reminded
Of time that was spent
Together yet divided
No plan to repent
For immoral sins
To look over my
Regrets, nor take a spin
At the start and retry
To untie the wrongs
Inflicted by you
Feelings which you long
To have me undo
I just want a list
That will get me to
The end of the gist
A new point of view
That won’t include you
But here is the twist
Every time I inspect
My forget you sheet
I begin to reflect
On what I’d delete
Now an unfortunate
Reminding portrait
Of all the things I want to forget
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 9:18 PM UTC
Trouble reloading
Can't connect
Sending failed
Checking for updates
Tap-to-retry
Swipe to refresh
Try again later
Click YES to reset
Work will be lost
Session expired
Restart device
Attention required
Do Not Remind Me Again
Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 4:16 PM UTC
The longer you linger on my mind
Resides louder the jarring thought: "hatred".
To think that similar synonyms
Could never have previously left my mouth
Was simply a mistake.
You were angelic, a muse at least,
But now the idea of you has turned into
A rusted tombstone littered with dust.
I have learned to despise rather than admire,
Turned from your eyes rather than inquire,
And, perhaps, may yearn to retry rather than conspire...
In a different timeline.
Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 11:47 PM UTC
Again I fail
Retry, but to no avail
Wish I could kick the pail
But that also I'll fail
My face went pale
As I set sail
Might need some ginger ale
But I could only wail
In comes a male
Said he, "I'll throw you off the rail"
Again I wail
All because of this mail
Guess I'm going to jail
All I have is my pail
As I walk, as I flail
He is now wagging his tail
Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 12:00 AM UTC
Hello, Hellopoetry...
It's been a while
Since I posted last
Don't worry
I haven't been sitting on my 'Ass'
I've just been busy pouring 'Love'
and 'Light' back into my 'Life'
I've been doing things I dream about
Beneath these stars,
Hope glistens in the distance.
I may not have had much time
To write new lines
This is just to check in
So you know I'm alright.
I really miss you guys!
Your comments and love
Refuelled my fire
It made me determined
to aim 'Higher'
I've been doing things
I never thought I'd do.
And Hellopoetry it's all because of you...
This community binds
together through the darkest times
I urge you, Don't ever give up
on whatever it is you love.
For if you give up, you'll find
In the back of your mind
A regret that never fades.
With a little nudge and push
I found some new motivation
To retry and build a new creation.
Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 5:53 AM UTC
Can I pry
The gates open
And abstain
I want to be free
Maybe gay
Not sane
I can't configure
The shapes
In my mind
So am I gay?
I love a man
Desire a woman
Contained
And afraid
Of my choices
Nature and pawn
Or creation
And spawn
He sings
She cries
I can only sigh
The walls collide
I crumble
Air unpurified
It will take a while
Maybe a retry
But why?
I'm not a woman
Nor a man
Just a guy
Without time
No crime
Inside
Lust is dust
Plans turn to rust
Turning out to be a bust
Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 12:04 AM UTC
Nothing's forever
and hardships aren't an exception.
When you are too heavy to fly,
remember all you can do is retry.
What's the problem if people don't believe in you
Make it your reason to break through.
It's okay to be scared of your dream,
atleast you know that it is its extreme.
If you fail on the way,
take a break and mend yourself for the future day.
Never doubt your calibre and go back
cause you didn't come this far to pace back the track.
Keep fightin'
and one day you will find yourself flyin'
Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 10:56 PM UTC
A bad situation,
The darkest cloud.
a fantastic creation,
Covered in a shroud.
A man no more,
a beautiful ghost,
to the aforementioned
we raised a toast.
The more I marched,
the more I carried,
my soul parched,
I wept as we buried.
Chances gone, chances wasted,
the chances I scorned,
and the lies that precede,
I beg the forgiveness of those I mislead.
Further I fall,
my traits disappear.
"I am not me!",
shouts my soul from the rear.
Happiness eludes me,
failure is certain.
I retire, I retry.
Yet, I lose again.
Still, here I stand,
A man just the same.
*The darkness is winning,
But I shall rise again.*
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
I wish you were mine,
Your beauty is divine.
Your personality brightly shines.
Your overall is just so fine.
I just look at the sky, wonder why.
No matter how much I try, You'd probably deny.
I'd always do something awry, You'd just decry.
I wouldn't wanna be shy, but you make me wanna cry.
Even when the tears are dry. I'm not the one you'd rely.
Well, I'm not the tough guy,
***** the retry,
F*ck those other guys,
I don't need a reply.
I don't need a goodbye.
I'll just go die.
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 12:28 PM UTC
Lapis Lazuli, cool me.
Catch me, remind me.
Timeless time, endless rhyme
Show me the cycles, the spirals
Inside, Outside, more accurately no sides.
Locality, causality, don't pester me
Just a product of positivity
Hardly the root of reality.
Retry these scenes, never as they seem
Ripping at the seams in the sea
Drink tea
be
Water flows the mystics know
Fire and Stone
Sky and Ground
Resound that sound out loud in the crowd
of you's, me's, I's dancing in the mind
Move clearly like sunshine
In night time be like starshine
Point on a line
orbiting time
Now catch me
cool me
remind me.
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 12:06 AM UTC
The first that runs..
The shadow that burns
The falling sky that turns
Our lives poking fun
Are you really seconds to none?
Cards stacked against one
A new era begun
Ultimate truth redone
Death outthought outrun
What's still left undone
The nature can't deny
Outlived...
Outcry...
Countless times I retry
The reach to the sky
Breathing a sigh
Something more than meets the eye
Not even my soul would deny...
I belong to you!
Darkness fades into
Light that streams into
Pitch black this heart breaks into
Pieces that says your name
Burning old flames
Taking an aim
At the love game
Forget and forgive
For you I live
-AJ
Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 10:48 AM UTC