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The Isolator

Make literarians roll their eyes
By adding words on the dictionary
That only applies to common human emotions
(Which by themselves have their own definitions)
Categorize your flawed understanding with your utter bullshit.

Not much to speak about this topic
A thin skinned dumbass that needs its head double checked
And certainly looks for attention
Poor victim
They mistreated you
Or treated you too nice
Off with their heads
Manipulate the meaning of manipulation to your benefit.

Transfigure the sense of human emotions
Re-label them as stupid and as backwater as your education was
You are a shame for those who try to understand a fragile condition
Divide the already fragmented, with your arrogance and lack of poise.

Jesus-fucking-Christ-floating-bloated-inside-a-holy-water-bottle
Cast aside your own demons before pointing at a brother’s mote
You don’t fucking seem to understand what emotions are for
You seem to have given yourself the right to justify
Your lack of empathy, or sympathy,
Or any kind of notion that ordinary individuals seem to carry.

Feeding off from your detachment of common sense and affinity
You seem to have crowned yourself of all authority over human frailty.

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Twin poems. Two poems, both start the same but end up differently. By Ryan Lyandree

The Fragmented

You know you want me
You know you need me
And you want and you need
And you go around in circles
Wanting and needing
And not loving yourself
To say “stop”
But me, I’m not here
To tell you this
But to embrace you
To congratulate you
And to say
“Let’s go”
Yes, I will love you
Like no one
Has done before.

Cause my filthy hands
Purify with the touch of your body
So let me please you one more time
Let me be that floor for that gap
Let me be that bridge,
That cornerstone
That pinnacle,
That someone
That somebody
That structure to hold you still
When you feel like your world’s falling.

You know you want this
You know you need this
To disguise the emptiness
With sudden sexual moments
A vehicle to cut through the pain
A conduit to electrify the heart
But I’m more than a spark
And so are you when shining
Embrace the light
Life has given you
Embrace all the passion
The love, the energy
For you are far from being alone
When you have me.

Cause my naughty thoughts
Purify with the touch of your soul
So let me hold you one more time
Let me be the floor for that gap
Let me be that bridge,
That cornerstone
That pinnacle,
That someone
That somebody
That voice to reassure you
That you’re loved and that everything will be okay.

All of nothing
Never settle for less
Either in or out
The exception is when it heat

Allow me to be the one to tell you
How much you’re worth
More than anyone else
Has ever told you before.

The Opportunist

You know you want me
You know you need me
And you want and you need
And you go around in circles
Wanting and needing
And not loving yourself
To say “stop”
Because your body demands it
Because the gap is wide open
Loathe and desire becomes one
Isn’t it sweet when the rest comes in?

We take advantage of this situation occurring
As any other individual in this position would
Who would let go of this golden opportunity?
To apply to as much fuel and fire as one could.

After the carving of the soul
And this heart deforestation
Comes in the endless self-loathe
But I’d be gone for this occasion.

For the next time
I’ll find you here…

You know you want this
You know you need this
To strangle the emptiness
With sudden sexual moments
A vehicle to drive through the pain
A conduit to electrocute your fears
Because your heart rejects it
But your body embraces them
Welcome hidden spirits as such
To sacrifice another non virgin.

We taste of the apple ‘cause the fruit is ripped
As any other fervor longing luster here would
Who would lose the chance to be the opportunist?
When the path is clear to do as much as one could.

After the drilling of the body
And the inner gardening
Comes in the self-discomposure
But that party I won’t be attending.

So, until the next time
I’ll you see then…

Taking advantage of you
As you’re taking advantage of me

You know you want me
You know you need me.

Taking advantage of this
As you’re taking advantage of us.

Because your body demands it
Because the wound is wide open
Loathe and desire becomes one
Isn’t it sweet when the rest comes in?

Nothing here
Nothing there
Feeling fully alive
While being completely dead.

Ryan Lyandree

Antimatter

There’s a gap between what you feel and what you say
There’s a gap between what you think and how you live
Burning all bridges
Crippling all possibilities
You’ve become not an enigma but a random object flickering.

Your actions are so sporadic
Feeding on the chaos of your own clustered cosmos
You think you have found your light, your center
But all we’ve found is you’re antimatter
An asserting black hole.

A collapsing star
Supermassive supernova
In your catastrophic expulsion
Sucking in everything around
It all gets caught in your pull
And then it gets wiped out
One whole existence consumed.

Shining before expiring, you think you’re light
Cause your million gases glimmer through the night
Dragging, pulling, in your event horizon
Your mind and body completely torn apart.

Molecules swirling
Around and heating up
Funneled by the force of gravity
Sucking in everything around
All organisms caught in your pull
And then it gets wiped out
Engulfed in your abysmal bliss.

This gap has found a way to expand itself
This gap has found a way to devour us all
Antimatter
An asserting black hole
A collapsing star
And we’re getting caught in your pull.

 

Ryan Lyandree

Prajna

Inhale
The warmth of your heart close to mine
Exhale
The touch of the blood turning to wine.

Calm and collected
Betwixt the storm
Channel your energy
Begin to transform.

Drink up
And never get drunk
Never thirst
Well of never ending supply.

Confined in the center
Outside of these walls

Inhale
The warmth of your soul fusing with mine
Exhale
The touch of the love willing to entwine.

Transfixed, quiet, still
Athwart the trials
Transfiguring my will
Riding the spiral.

Eat up
And never get sick
Never hunger
Garden of unremitted amounts.

Compassed in the axis
Boundaries expanded.

Embrace the inner senses
Share of the fruit
Multiply
Fill up the planet
Append, affix, conjoin
We’re all but one body.

Ryan Lyandree

Rune Spiritualis

Egeo…
Aliquid…
To calm this constant hunger, like a newborn baby, crying to be fed
To keep me from the dangers, like a child afraid of the dark spaces
To elevate me from this state, like a sinner on a spiritual awakening
To take me even further, like an explorer lurking for the undiscovered.

Days come in and the moon comes out (Lunae clara)
All I ever wanted is your sweet voice calming down
Days come in and the moon comes out (lunae novae)
All I ever needed is your presence being close around.

Cupio…
Aliquid…
To calm this constant anger, (something) to call off the storm
To restore and levitate me, towards the silver rivers and golden roads
To wash off all that’s muddy, (something) to imprint a brand new name
To turn the page for the next chapter, something a lot closer to the end.

Days come in and the moon comes out (Lunae clara)
All I ever dreamt of is staring at your beautiful face
Days come in and the moon comes out (lunae novae)
All I ever hoped for is for the entrance of this new day.

Mother
Your light brought me into this world
Father
Reach with your hands and I’m yours
Perfect in its way
You have created your own true form
Transmutation of the self
One with the universe I am reborn.

Egeo
Cupio
Completionem
Perfectum
(Gninnigeb eht ot kcab og-ti rof gnivarc seno eht ot)

Ryan Lyandree

Shroud of the Veil

I’m not gonna cry
For I am stronger than this
I’m only gonna fight
Whatever is pressing me in, suppressing me
I better hold tight,
Dizzy and down on both knees
My face won’t slump to the ground
I’m mauling my lips with my teeth
With the taste of iron collecting in my mouth
As salty and sour as my restrained tears
I am hurting
Both mentally and physically
Not to mention fucking emotionally…
Like a wounded animal,
(But) I will wield and I will not yelp
And although internally I am bleeding
(No) I won’t beg or ask for your help
I’m keeping the pressure on
You won’t see any seep, you won’t see a drop
But when I get up from here
I swear I’m gonna go for your head
Oh by Thelema and BaalZebub
You better be ready, asshole!
‘Cause I’m gonna go for your fucking throat.

This was a battle
Where I allowed you to give me your best shot
And to shoot first
Foolish of me
I accept I was overconfident
But now that I’m addled
And on my way to almost expire
I stare at my maker’s eye
I swallow this hard pill
For it has come to me, like the veil being shrouded
Revealed to me, by an act of apparent flitting divinity
That with my pain I shall dissolve your ivory tower
With all of my agony I shall bring down your dirt empire

So come on
Come closer to me
You want to be in touch with my soul?
You really want to see the root of my anger?
Come, thy brother
Come see the burden
The secret shall be revealed to you!
Come closer, thy brother
Can you already feel it?
Can you hear any of them?
The whispers turn into screams
The demons tormenting!
Feel my pain!
Feel my agony!
Goddamn it!!!
Why don’t you feel my pain?!
Come and feel my agony!
I shall crush you and I will destroy you!
Even if it’s the last thing I do in my feeble and miserable existence
I will put you in my shoes
I will drag you down with me
And you’ll feel how’s to be crawling like a ravished and trampled snake.

Then you will have what you really wanted
And then I will have what I really needed
An equivalent exchange of the suffering
We shall both be the losers but as long as you’re not winning
I shall always be grateful
I shall always be one with my shadow.

A Motion Cycle’s The Resolution. The order in which the poems should be read. These poems will appear in a poetry e-book I’m writing titled “Fishing for Sirens”.

The Fisherman
The Resolution
The Divine
The Antagonistic
The Needy
Fated for Catastrophe
The Veil
The Logical Sense of the Granted
The Pretender
The Wounded
Aphorismos
Finding Work in Idle Hands
The Executioner
Agean Chain
The Invisible
Elysium