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smile on face
gentle heart
more passion
breeze at dawn
secrets to tell,
no step back
between
voice and presence
This is not
grief or joy
rose's rarest essence
lives in thorn.
nectar of passion
all in compassion
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I was born watching him rock.
His passing away left me in grief and shock.
Feels like life got stuck in a dock.
Death came home like a hawk.
No more escape from the dark
Light ain't staying forever in park.
For all of life I will remember the date.
That nobody runs away from the fate.
24/10/2021
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my passion is grief desperation
heartache I real feel heartbreak
I feel engaged
in romancing
broken up heart collapsing
she told me goodbye
I'm not her guy
I began to cry, why
I was bend it intended
on amended I thought
my beating heart
she threw out
2/9/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
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The garden then will seem unkempt
birdsong silent, too
all the flowers in their beds
will strain for sight of you
When you are gone the clocks will tick
and time will pass- its true
this once, glad heart frozen with grief
will choose monotony
Slow motion grey -life steal away
the dawn has failed the dream
And nothing now will ever be
what it was meant to seem
Suzanne Delaney
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It's plain for the eyes to see
It's pain lingering from the lies to me
and the thoughts that end up with grief
how we fought and messed up our memories
Fragile we were, and heart-broken too
I clinged to her, and was born anew
Fiction lied, and I lied
For I found what I saw, non-existent
because I held onto a brain
that deformed my reality
So now, i can call myself insane
stretched out from a tragedy
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Always shall I love
They say all good things must end
But I am still here
to begin whenever I'm on for time
For the grief eats me away
Memories washed away
By those years without your love
I shall always love
Saying good night
Which is never in sight
For the pain eats me away
I pray
Every single and each day
For your smile
Effects my heart I am only your love
Always I shall love
I shall always be your love
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the hussle of leaves and wispers of my tears
the chirp of birds are prayers to stop the fears
as the moon peep to see my teary eye
it will smile to let me stop to cry
But how could the cold
can pamper my feelings?
when i feel the savage hurt
that keeps my soul burning!
I am dying in pain
I am buried with grief
I am pearced with heartaches
I am thrown to abyss
so cold like in limbo
all i see is suffering.
I know I cannot elevate
in pain
and its telling that I am not gonna be happy, never again.
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Where had so much love
Tarek Hasan
Where had so much love and so
Blooms not come to bed
Lamps lit in the evening,
I loved it, the flower bun
Deceitful trap, got fired
I'm alive, is he wrong?
I've come today to door
No deceit woven mesh,
I'm like,
I do not want flowers grow
I think the new.
That was not a dream draw
No Heartless chest,
I do not want to float, like Water hyacinth
Do not get grief.
Frequently returned empty-handed
How long to wait will be,
To prepare a bed of roses
Where had so much love for so long.
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You kept waiting when I moved on,
With all hopes, standing alone
In the dark, with no fear
You still waiting, with those tears
But now it's not the right time to meet you
So back one day, I will be there for you
I feel the same for you, as you do
But have no idea, how to tell you
Slowly slowly losing hopes
Standing strongly with no hopes
Turning around and walking above
With your grief
Losing home, losing me
Fear made you still
Stars shined and luck smiled
When waiting with those glittering eyes
I came back to you
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My passion is grief desperation
Heart ache I reel
Heartbreak I feel
Engaged in in thoughts romancing
Broken up heart collapsing
She told me goodbye
I'm not her guy
I began to cry
Why
I was blended, intended all amended
I thought
I've beaten my beating heart she thrown out
I crave torrid thoughts
She told me goodbye
fantastic faults thoughts of love you treated me like a dog tied me up outside repeat again I'm not ,
your man
Not even a friend
I was offended
This intended unattended
I was hurt embedded and bewildered
Why, oh why
Did she tell me goodbye
9/23/74
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 1974 ©, 2021©
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Devil's vengeful roar captures innocent
Exhale scorches bystanders randomly
Volcano spews brimstone belligerent
Dissolves small boy's chance single handedly
Hitler contempt casts heinous destruction
Whip of his cape compel madmen to leap
Grief ingests itself, victim grows gumption
Roots for resprout cling to resovoir deep
Wrap gilded courage with rebounding soul
Compassion coiled to return after hurt
Bravery engraved on stalwart patrol
Solution driven man spurns Satan’s curse
Devoid of vanity, heart vivacious
Benevolent flare given in furnace
Sorry
My Selfless Beloved
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A sudden glimpse took me by wonder,
when I saw a blink to those eyes.
A little faith, a promise of forever,
I still hold tight to kiss the sky.
If tomorrow has plan not be cursed.
I'll wipe away the pain we once had chased.
Cos' I know by then you wouldn't leave me.
We can share devotion 'til eternity.
I once heard you swore in the night.
Under the moonlit shadow our two hearts are blind.
The wind has whispered that forever you're mine.
Shared the warmth of our souls that unite.
Too late,too long the hour has flicked.
the doorway to heaven is barely wait.
Will you be there waiting while I am on grief.
Beside your tomb I promised to love you, my fate.
** 8th Place Winner In Kelly Deschler's Contest: HEART AND SOUL**
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Dance thee swift on a midnight wind
And charm the stars above me
Call my name from a mystic's dream
I dare thee thrice to love me.
Sing amor through a cat's meow
I'll send my heart to find thee
Searching souls with each rain drop
Dancing a spell quite lively.
Hear my song through a cricket's choir
Born among marshes puddled
Softly through the reeds that swish
Our haunting song befuddled.
Won't you seek me bright as day
And love me darkly nightly
Won't your words my heart hold sway
'Till beauty seem unsightly.
If magic, love, and grief have names
Let us both forget them
Living life's pleasure and pains
And this moment treasured true-gem
Give me your chaos then hold still
Statuesque, mighty, eloquinn
Sailing boulders, desert's sandy fill
Dancing midnight's star loft wind.
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NO WEDDING BAND, OR RINGS
THEY BOTH ARE NOT WEARING
WHAT HAPPENED?
A LONG-TERM MARRIAGE AFTER DECADES OF YEARS
JUST IN A RELATIONSHIP
NO GENUINE VACATIONS
NO WALK IN THE PARKS
A LONG TERM MARRIAGE
WASTED IN THE DARK?
SOME GREAT DAYS IN THE PAST
AS EARLIER IN THE DAYS
SOME BAD DAYS OVERWEIGHED THE GOOD
A MIXTURE OF EMOTIONS
CARRIED ON BY FEELINGS
IS IT JUST A MARRIAGE EXISTING?
OR, NOT REALLY LIVING?
PEACE, LOVE, JOY
PRAYERS FOR THE TWO
FINDING LOVE AGAIN
IS THE MARRIAGE ENDED?
HURT AND PAINS
CALLING OUT OF NAMES
GRIEF AND UNFORGIVENESS
FOR THE ONE
IS IT TIME TO MOVE ON?
BOTH HAS LEFT
IN AN UNKNOWN WAY
A RING REPLACED
A DIAMOND IS GIVEN
NOW ONE IS REALLY LIVING.
LIFE GOES ON
NO TIME TO WASTE
YEARS PASSING BY
NEVER TOO LATE
HAPPINESS, JOY, PEACE WITHIN
A SMILE WORTH-WHILE
AMEND.
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Villanelle
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My love for him I’d finally abjure.
My grief was brief ; he was a heartless fake.
But what my dark knight wrought will long endure.
He flew in on a steed, a soul cocksure,
A vision that I even now can’t shake.
My love for him I’d finally abjure.
No humble cavalier, but saboteur,
He bore a two-edged blade and was a rake.
But what my dark knight wrought will long endure.
A grin, black eyes that burned me through - his lure.
And when he spoke, I felt my body quake.
My love for him I’d finally abjure.
My sense of what was right, though grown obscure,
I managed to maintain and not forsake.
But what my dark knight wrought will long endure.
Could passion that he breathed have been my cure?
Unlikely. . . but I reveled in the ache.
My love for him I’d finally abjure,
But what my dark knight wrought will long endure.
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For you I’d lay awake through open heart surgery
I’d walk through fire and shower in mercury.
Whatever it takes, if only you knew
I’d relight the sun to make the world brighter, For you
I’d burn my heart with a lighter.
Maybe you did know
And you watched me burn as long as I’d endure it
I became what you want and you punished me for it.
Always the fool to believe in forever
Not realizing my time was already up
Avoiding conflict my puerile endeavor
I cried the water that filled your cup
It was then I realized I was not the fool
I was a girl in love without knowing what it was
Sitting content in toxic garbage
Offering up my mental health
For you I was willing to hurt myself
But it wasn’t my fault
Partially at relief is a girl stuck in the 2nd stage of grief
No jabs to the heart or fire to my skin
I cried the river I should’ve drowned you in
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Perhaps?
Perhaps it is, perhaps it isn’t?
Perhaps it’s just what we’ve been given?
Perhaps for you it’s so far away?
Then why do you think perhaps for some it’s here to stay?
Perhaps the grief and pain it brings makes it more like an enemy here, right here within?
Perhaps this is our war?
The days to come, so far removed from the days before.
Perhaps we have to fight to win? No soldiers we are but National Health Service heroes we’ve seen.
Perhaps it’s time to face ourselves?
We bleed the same, no matter what our coloured skin tells?
Perhaps we can find a better way?
Perhaps our hearts and minds can lead the way?
Perhaps the hate and fear can die?
It can for me with no questions why.
Perhaps I see you and feel your pain? Perhaps for me you do the same?
Perhaps one day I’ll see you there and I’ll approach you free with no distance care? Perhaps you’ll walk right up to me and perhaps as strangers we will smile and hug for humanity?
Perhaps?
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Elegy
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for abunic sheriff – a friend who battled sickle cell.
yesterday the bones in my friend’s body wrote me a note of grief saying that they were tired of living.
even the smile my friend wore on the hospital bed grew withered & his voice became the new peace burning my eyes.
with the oxygen to his nose helping him to revive. his skin produced sorrows as if his body was asking for too much from sickle cell.
this is a tragedy that counts me too like the civil war our fathers fought. my friend tried with Allah on his lips for survival.
he was a muslim. calm like prophet mohammed. how i wish this poem could be a call for resurrection from the dead to feel his palms again.
only God knows how i feel in this poem. of how many days i watched my friend buried himself in pains on the hard ground. of how sometimes he bent on his knees to heal.
in this poem,
everything is mourning for my friend who grew halfway into life. yesterday he took his last breath & journeyed somewhere to find rest.
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H. E. R.
Her voice is fluid like
Dripping melancholy melodies into my eardrums
Her words echo through my soul
Resonating with every heart ache
Every heart break
Reading my mind
as if I told her my life story
Her colloquy speaks for me
when I can’t find the words
Not giving too much
But just enough to make her point
I get it
I’ve lived it
Mirroring my trauma
Like a parallel universe
Creating tranquility through my chaos
Engulfed in a musical bubble
Bursting at the seams
Freeing me from this sullen state
Vibing to her ascension of agony
Grooving to the crescendo of grief
Putting me in a trance
Mixed feelings
With the changing of her songs
So sensual
Got me craving that old thing
Conjuring memories of what was
What you did
How I felt
So authentic
Knowing these feelings are fleeting
The pain creeps back in from
What you did
How I felt
Her lyrics act as a muse
influencing my inner thoughts
controlling my mood
like a puppet on a string
Her flow is reminiscent
Of all I’ve loved
Of all I’ve lost
Her is me.
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I used to dream when I was new
Of midnight curls, eyes sapphire blue:
Long years ago, it now does seem
When I was new, I used to dream.
I must confess, as dreams are free
I didn't see you wait for me.
My eyes were shut, my heart no less
As dreams are free, I must confess.
Then years flew by; I woke at last
My childhood dreams became my past.
With just three words, a dance, a sigh
I woke at last – then years flew by.
The love I found, it went away;
I lost your hand one sunny day.
It slipped from mine, fell to the ground:
It went away, the love I found.
My strength, my world, I watched it fade,
Those years of light fell into shade.
My body done, my soul unfurled,
I watched it fade, my strength, my world.
The past is haze but I’m not done;
I linger on: alone, I’m one.
I fear my grief will drown my days,
But I’m not done – the past is haze.
The love we share, it’s all I need,
For though I’m lost, I know you’ll lead.
I’ll follow you and break despair –
It’s all I need, the love we share.
(a swap quatrain poem for Andrea Dietrich’s 'Swap Quatrains' Contest)
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When my I love you falls silent on your ears
And I'm laid back into the cold hard ground
Please speak of me at my eulogy
Espouse to all what I believed
Talk about those I loved
And our ride across the miles
Make sure my family and my friends all know
That the greatest gift they've ever given me
Was the honor of my knowing them
We've laughed and grown but then again
I still got one last gift to give
My gifts the memories
I'll never be further than a thought away
If you care to see my smile do the same
Chances are you'll forget
My voice in time but don't be upset
Cause someday you will give the same
Gift of memories
If I didn't get to tell you I was sorry
For something that I may have put you through
Please take from me apologies
Wrapped up with the truth
I've never been a perfect man
But all I held was love for you
And lastly for my wife and son
While we all feared this day we also knew it'd come
There aren't enough analogies
To help the hurt and stop the grief
Just know that you were my world
And my gifts the memories
I'll never be further than a thought away
If you care to see my smile do the same
Chances are you'll forget
My voice in time but don't be upset
Cause someday you will give the same
Gift of memories
I still love you all
Please heed the call
And my gift of memories
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Flitting along in the midst of rough winds
Not knowing at all what another day brings.
Must keep moving, forwards not back.
Having to keep his mind right on track.
But he has a heart, this dear Dragonfly.
He's not simple or mindless as he is forced to fly by.
Not one of the many. Not a face in a crowd.
He's got a name, that she whispers aloud.
The heat and the chill of this wind brings pain.
Enduring the sun, the snow and the rain.
These things make him numb, but not as lost as he fears.
For there is love hidden inside of her tears.
She stays behind, in a warm sunny place.
Tears from a memory lining her face.
As sunflowers go, she has seen better days.
Seen them with him, but they had to part ways...
Now he is tossed by the wind, and losing his will.
And she is rooted to the earth, forced to stand still.
Filled with grief at the thought of losing her friend.
She'll wait forever, until the separation can end.
Filled with longing he sighs, and flaps his beautiful wings.
Not knowing inside what the future soon brings.
Someday it will happen, the time can't be sure..
But the dragonfly will visit the Sunflower once more.
He will bask in her glow, and feel most assured.
And she will feel calm and at peace with the world.
And be it their choice, and no one's but theirs..
They'll decide what to do for the rest of their years..
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Beauty
We have seen him carry the weight of a hundred men on his back
We have seen him fight wars he couldn’t fight back
Like oxen pulling weight with such physical force,
He is incomprehensible, with the work ethic of an elaborate cohort
He has exerted all his energy from efforts that were uncertain
Everyday living resorts to fighting strongholds wondering if it’s worth it
We do not see him for the accomplishments but for what he has done wrong.
Concentrating on the negative and what could go wrong
No, not me, what I see, is a man, a vision of beauty
Are we intimidated by his looks, his character his color?
Or are we afraid of what he might create between the barriers of different colors?
Look at the heart of man and you shall see that he is gentle and sometimes sad from anguish and grief
Compassionate, full of love, sometimes doesn't recognize what he's worthy of
Wanting to show himself who he really is
So defeated that his gifts remain buried within
Look at the eyes of man
you can tell the tears he has cried trying to deal with his inner man
Men can be beautiful too it’s the softer side it’s hard to get to
Make no mistake when he lets you in
This man will love you over and over again
Hard yet soft, gentle he can be
A man is a man in his own unique
So when you look at a man, remember to look into his eyes
for the questions that answer, who am I?
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The bridge of death
There is a famous bridge
Some where out there
This bridge is use to blood
Yes the blood
of the innocent depressed
is not a stranger to this bridge
It a bridge that end misery so
Quick
For those in search
of an escape root out from reality
The bridge of death
Their is a famous bridge
Some where out there
The shadows of death
Is no new thing to this bridge
The stains of innocent blood
Is no new story to this bridge
The brutality of depression
Is the quick ticket to end up
On this bridge
With out no mercy
The confused soul jump off
This bridge to end
Their grief
The bridge of death
There is a famous bridge of
Sorrows every where
The ugly ness of poverty
Drives the many opress
Close to this bridge of calamity
Where they end up to end in
6feet
What a life
Beautiful yet complicated
The bridge of death
Life is a beautiful place
Only if we knew it source
The source of life is not base
On sucide
Either is it better with self murder
Is not an easy task
When all that is supposed
To make us strong
Is the reason of our grief
Is never a play
When all we live for
Goes away so fast
Right in front of our eyes
It not a joke when we hold
On to the unknown with fear
So when life hits you so hard
Be hold on with gratitude as
you meditate on positivity
Where life cant push you to
The bridge of death
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(The words in quotes are Ed Sheeran song titles.)
"Remember the name" you loved to repeat?
"Kiss me" again on Piccadilly Street.
Smell the "supermarket flowers---" lilies, roses, and such.
"Take me back to London," where our "shirtsleeves" would touch.
Two "hands of gold" framed with silk sunshine,
clinking together our glasses of wine...
"The hills of Aberfeldy" were never so green
with "a perfect duet" of "the joker and the queen."
Now, from our "castle on the hill," you aim each dart.
Could you find a kinder "way to break my heart?"
"I see fire" raging in every half-truth.
Is "this" the end of us, or just "the end of youth?"
"All of the stars" and "1000 nights"
were witness to some incredible sights...
"One" "perfect" "photograph" beside Big Ben...
Now a picture torn, in need of a mend.
Our still life moments have seen "happier" days.
I can't "stop the rain" of "salt water" haze.
"Shivers" surround me like the windy, grey sky.
"Sycamore" leaves flap fast but never fly.
Your coat, your lips, the blame---"put it all on me"
in public view like "overpass graffiti."
"Bad habits" lead to a thousand "first time(s),"
"a beautiful game," and a thousand new rhymes.
I see the "shape of you" in each "dusty" leaf.
My eyes search the ground, drowning with grief.
"Life goes on" without a yawn or a dream.
The "spark" of my heart is in your "bloodstream."
"Don't" "cross me" out of snapshots, in hopes to forget.
The "best part of me" will change all regret.
8-23-2023
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