Best Leper Poems

Walking toward His grave, the cool air nipping at my nape on this chilly Nisan morning, feeling disconsolate. The sun has just risen over the Mount of Olives, while the magnificent temple basks in radiant light just beyond. I used to view the holy place...

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Born in 1161, Jerusalem had a son
An heir to the throne, an ill one
Moving and acting a normal son
A bloody prey, eaten inside of the Chosen One.

For people's wealth, his left arm prospers
For brotherhood and peace, his right arm decrease
Health ebbed his vespers
Perished in 1185,...

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Thou who judges a man by disease.
Cares not for him,but only what he sees.
Contrast layers of self emerge.
Paths of the same,intent to diverge.
Thy scorn pain of ridicule concurred.
Will not lash my right of life preferred....

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The sun is hot and hard to bear
All out of options – nobody cares
You're looking for an accomplice in your greed 
So who's gonna come to the aid
Of a leper in need?

You tasted too much and left things empty
From the quart of rum to the...

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Feeling out of control,
I need to discover the role,
I must play in society,
Shake the anxiety,
In my chest,
I should feel blessed,
But I am a lone leper,
In this life;
Strife;
Is all I can envision,
Like every collision,
Of each emotion,
All this commotion,
Inside,
Can’t abide,
With my will to continue....

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leper i am
oozing is filth
come, Great I AM
rid of this spilth

i, the leper
lack sensation
and such shatter
cause these lesions

leper i am
so far from God
irked-- eye problem
joy-- i forgot

leprosy rules
hurting all friends
carelessly drools
nothing it mends

leper i am
all seems hopeless
step in, I AM
this heart's loveless

leper i am
please do...

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The Cursed Romantic Leper.
.
Suffocating in excruciating loneliness
Drowning in despair
A tortured bewildered soul
Lost in a troubled world
That doesn’t care
.
I tried to climb a mountain
With the view of a glimmer of hope
But I slid right down in the putrid gutter
The mountain was a slippery slope
.
What is wrong...

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From dawn to dusk and often beyond midnight,
she cleans incurable wounds, assures the frightened,
and emboldens the lost, the desperate;

She gives soothing company to the delirious and the dying,
and whispers a prayer for anyone who eventually,
inevitably, dies and is buried here;

She's got no time to suffer...

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I have less fingers,
my thumbs are hump-backed turtles.
We are a peculiar odor of skin flakes.
We are a smoking club,
cigarettes are tucked between nubs.
Blue smoke bleeds from our gums.
Nothing here is as it was or should be.

A young white man visits us, his Thai is poor,
we...

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A contagious illness regarded as being caused by sin
Like a rag soiled by sewage filth, meant only to be thrown
The sick suffered each moment like a fish without a fin.
He did not have, even in his home, a place of his own.

Pain, sadness, loneliness, anxiety,...

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I ring my bell
So you can run and flee,
And I bear my cloak
To keep you safe from my disease.
Never once have I felt a gentle touch
Or heard kind words from a stranger
For fear overrides all sympathy.
You say I am lucky
That I get to stay in...

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