Best Lamentations Poems

The will of God can be hard to know
God tells us to come upon our knees
telling Him our innermost desires
to plead for His action crying, please

But sometimes He seems silent
and we wonder asking just why?
His purposes are past finding out
for God knows everything before we...

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On a ledge and in trace of paths to incandescent tunnels away from illusive digression.
Voices fade overhead into narrowing echo of screams amid mild depression.

I drown in the shadows to escape the mean pressure from society and peers combined.
A Judgement of guilt and inequity, that...

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Is it that we are blind?
Cloistered, locked from our mind?
Is it the shadow of our light
That threw away the left of right?

Is it the gold of many?
The lust of the unpure?
Who forgot we were free?
Blame this sugar-coated lure

Gray and brown  and never red
This is...

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In all of life's challenges aplenty
there is one source of conviction
a deep-filled knowledge of God
to hold you together is no fiction

Be aware of satan's devilish lies
stand firm with God's holy book
holding fast to your Lord alone
know His peace and presence is no fluke

Never listen to...

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Headline: "Bieber jailed."
And you tell me there's a God?
I won't sleep. Will you?...

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Note: Special thanks to Elizabeth Wesley for planting the seed (another one) for this poem.  And despite the dismal nature of this writing, Sanibel Island is still a beautiful place to see and visit.  


Sanibel, Sanibel, Sanibel dream;
Once we were lovers before I...

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America…
wet behind the ears
our boys
soldiers screwed beyond their years

healthy “Kens”
displaced from their “Barbies and Babies”
KILL ‘EM ALL!
programmed to forget 
about what ifs 
ands
or maybes

SEEK AND DESTROY!
when deployed, "Boy go!"

Erase your youth 
Ken
now you’re real damn men!
geddem’ G.I. JOE!

the present is your rifle
so don’t blink about...

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The buds are blooming,
And there are no storms looming
Even the leaves are sustaining each other,
To reshape the trees and gather.
Spring was declared to be our guest,
But this perished flower wasn't so blessed.
It was locked under this dark roof
And the golden sun rays couldn't reach its...

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When I found you in bed, you had just died.
     I wept; my grieving went mostly unsaid;
you clearly were gone—I was horrified!
     As you lay still in bed, utterly dead, 
the huge shock I felt could not...

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The task before me seems so tough,
I know what or who is haunting me;
The worthless words that emit their mouths,
Are supposed to be educating me!

But it’s only exasperating, irritating and dumb... 
Intoxicating like ten bottles of rum.
Sleep creeps closer every single second,
Transporting me to a...

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The skies so seemed blue,
The sun was the only entity 
My eyes knew.
The forest was hollow,
Embraced by light,
It welcomed the little heart,
With a charming smile.

There was no worry,
Of the emerging night,
The lamps were never extinguished,
The fire kept burning,
If the dark wanted to stay.

A good life...

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Lamentations On Ocean Top

Sailing on a calm day
Surfaces of a criminal storm emerged
Seemingly lifeless but with power
Bent on malevolence
Forces of indifference 
Towards babies and the needs of puppies on board
The disturbance had no decency 
It carries all creatures to their end 
With no cause or...

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She dwells in a cavern,
a caliginous cavern built for her;
She knows no day~
ever since she dwelt there in.

Never known anyone 
except for the sullen silhouette 
that frequently visits her;
Never known any sound
except for the echoing dirge
that blends with her lamentations.

Her screams become sullen 
for no...

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Lamentations, Pleas Of A Desperate Man

Give me fire so I may warm my bones,
hold me steady to stop my bleeding.
There is a cry in my begging tones,
and deepest pain laced in my pleading!

Has not the angry sky beat me down?
Earth holds my spirit in disregard.
Am...

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Jones, Jones, where are your bones? 
I'd like to hear again your moans, your groans, 
underneath loathed graveyard stones, 
all with weird sepulchral tones, 
me and all my friends, the crones, 
wailing o'er the bones of Jones....

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