Best Weeper Poems
She is a devoted mother of two
A caring, beautiful wife too
She sings to herself so charming
When walking to her school each morning
When she greets even in a morning rush hour
Her face blooms with a smile like a flower
Her walk is brisk as in youths
Admiring the beauty the nature soothes
Her eyes are always red and swollen
As if her sleep was mercilessly stolen
If someone asks, she says with much hesitation
She got scratchy eyes, a mild irritation
She visits all her friends whenever possible
But invitations to her home always has an obstacle
She is a perfect lady I admired a great deal
Married to a depressed hubby, agony well concealed
Minute by minute,I saw my preciuos
existence slip away with the speed
of a stupendous shooting star across
a promising life...yet so unfulfilled and hollow;
wasn't my birthright relinquished
to an undeserved punishment and sorrow?
Why wouldn't anyone be resilient and
alleviate my agony and atrocious pain...
to confront a stark and unfair fate?
I can remember the unjustified hurt
clinging to many unacceptable exscuses;
and weren't there spendid dreams,
flourishing amid lonely and uncertain days,
wanting to ascape and become real?
Years by years misfortunes made me
give up all the incredible joys,of a naive boy,
that I longed for desperately;
I straddled to neither please life nor me,
to see reality wrapped up in mystery
constraining my neutral pesonality...
Breath by breath life allowed me
to live by its harsh rules...to teach me
unlearned lessons and I paid the highest
prize of all; and was it really worth
putting my trust in that confident voice,
and neglect the purpose of my strides?
Looking back,with regret,
on a wasted childhood that made me lame
by a blunt destiny;
languish and lament
impoverished my sentiment:
chocking me with their final,implicit word!
I decided to assume
the role of dreamer without dreams,
to take on the appearance of winner:
relying on vague assumptions
that turned me into the silent weeper,
who watched its thin shadow loom...
Amid silence filled
with tranquil fervor,
the Weeper stands
blotting the earth
green and yellow keen
against the echoes
of artillery and
dead men
damned to the
muddy wounds of war
Hope you weep some more
You’re the one I don’t adore
Let your moth wings soar
Faithful hope in store
Been on meds since forevermore
Cut down to the core
I could’ve sworn - I swore
You’re the one that’s an open
Corridor...ashore...
I could’ve sworn - I swore
You’re not with me anymore
What you waiting for?
You bore me, so torn
You read me like some word ****
So forlorn...unborn...
Where you been once more?
Again, change is your hard chore
Answer left ignored...
Fallen deeper...deep
Oh, lacrimosa weeper
Here, I weep so steep
I reap what I sow
I grow fervently, you know?
Let wicked wind blow
YOU-
People weeper reaper got no place for you here and I wanted in my house keeper of tortured souls you are not allowed I am not in your employee people of my life
Keeper Father of Children of His Heart Children of a loving living God
Fruits of His spirit apple of His eye
People vessel spirit enclosed housed in a flesh suit
Would not denied me His precious suit
Weeper flesh suit pies on head so cries yet my soul when I die I'm pleasant relentless this I confess reaper I live in spite of you
12/23/23
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023