YURI DURAAN Poems

Don’t be afraid to let me see you.
Everyone wears masks
that cover their disgrace
and pain
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Will someone send out a search party?
Please include all ex army-majors,
ex-husbands,
ex-teachers...
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I have done it…
stepped outside the circle of my life,
this once impenetrable prison
of ice
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How many days till I die?

I cannot imagine it to be years
because it feels like the end,
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You are a cool dude
As cool as ice…

You speak the right language
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Coming to my desk this morning
I once more sigh because there
is no pen in sight…
I go to the office supply cupboard
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It was only after she died I came to know her...
going through her things,
finding the little box with trinkets,
keepsakes from a different era,
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I don't have a passport,

yet, I sit at this table,
or that table,
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my world is uprooted
taken by force of
nature and ripped from
earth and skin
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Are your tears for real?

Are you repenting for the times
you caused mine,
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