I’m grateful while living in a country so riddled with guns
where random people and school children are killed every day…
Where we send thoughts and prayers then try quickly to forget…
That I am still alive…and haven’t been gunned down…yet.
I passed you on my path by chance,
by the bench where we once sat
with hands and hearts entwined.
You looked on through me
as if I were the fading apparition
you left when you said goodbye.
Your eyes saw past the flame of hurt,
that dying love ember left behind
as though you felt things that I did not.
Your head and hand turned to another
who laughed as you brushed her cheek
and pinked at your tender touch.
I’m almost glad I saw you there
for it fueled my footsteps forward.
I passed you with a terse nod
that said
… I’m almost glad you left.
Ya!! Glad to be me and proud to be me..
No one'd change and no one can be of mine..
I am always one who is living on me
Proudly representing who I am to be;
That one unique.. who's is always one
Loving myself about own that I am in mine
The thinkings, ideas , personality ,all make up in and out of my body..
I am precious!!
Looking to mirror reflecting me
I see the me that no one either can be.
Whatever I am , I am glad in my own
No matter how ,what personality others have
Coz the thing --
"I am always I that unique that no one has"
None can be perfect in everything
But what I can is always great in myself
That the society can neither see or say..
If ever they do they won't see the great..
That's the personality..
But.. ya I am always glad to be me
Ever and always by every way..
~ BHAYALINA
BAISHYA
Today I’m thankful that I’m different
have been since my birth…
from every other person upon this planet Earth…
Thankful our creators understood
how it would be a shame
how the world would be a boring place
If we al were the same.
The new year is here!
A year the lord has made
Let us rejoice and be glad in it
And look forward to fulfillment of His promises
Thank you Lord
For a new beginning
Thank you Lord
For the grace that helped to overcome
The turmoil and turbulence of the year gone by
Lead us every inch of the way
To a successful and prosperous new year
Lord let the new year be good!
I'm glad I didn't break your heart
The way you tore mine clean apart.
I could've lied, I could've played,
But I just watched you drift away.
I stayed up nights with hollow dreams,
While you stitched lies in silent seams.
You walked away without a care,
And left me drowning in the air.
I held my ground, I kept it true,
But I still bled because of you.
You gave me scars you couldn’t see,
But I’m glad I didn’t make you bleed.
I could’ve crushed you, could’ve won,
But chose to be the better one.
Now I’m a ghost in my own skin,
Wishing I had hurt you back then.
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in the distance it sounds like a monster truck at a drag race
people on adventures, traveling north and south
seeking the wonders and highlights of kansas city
as i sit on my old-fashioned porch
listening to a noisy muffler, safe at home
watching frenzied squirrels chase themselves around trees
the vehicle is heading south, down Interstate 635
people frantically trying to have a rip-roaring time
my english cream heads up the driveway, seeking new things
i bask in the sun like a over-fed lioness
fancying my cushy striped lawn chair
listening to the frantic highway sounds
appreciative it is them, and not me.
Maybe the days onwards
and nights to come
will not be wonderful
will not be beautiful
but at least I am so
glad that you are here.
GLAD RAGS--
Putting on them rags
Gladly being glad
Look N good (so good)
Be cookN
Glad rags I put on
Gladly I put on
My glad rags my gay apparel
So comforting and debonair
It’s so clear I am in cline
So fine
Putting on them rags
Gladly being glad
Glad rags I put on
Gladly I put on
My glad rags my gay apparel
So comforting and debonair
It’s so clear I am in cline
Me N my Glad rags
So fine
9/23/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
From anthology #1 SHASTA JAZZ Dedicated verse for Shasta Simms
there once was a cook kangaroo
who escaped an animal zoo
but her hopping baked gin
did fortunately win
head chef at a circus revue.
the press of the crowd
reset trouser creases
glad-handing, back slaps
he almost kissed a baby!
compared to a county fair
guernsey cows, who cares…
cloth diapers attack the nose
NYC’s homeless, anything goes
I am glad you want me
Ally
To be your friend
Maybe forever
I will be fine with it
I don't want you to think
That I am a hopeless case
I am trying my best
Taking care of me
Because there is nobody
Else who will take care of me
And I am quite able to do it
Also I am now in my senior years
And I just love to live in my
Senior
I had lost some of my hearing
That is why
I need to use my hearing aid
I already got used to it
I already have some cataract
On my left eye
Also I need glasses for reading
Because I can't read without glasses
Also I am still able to walk
Very far
And I do go for walks every single day
Glad to be here next to morning
where the sun shines like a sign
Augur moments made for singing
old refrains of songs of time
Belting out she aims to rhyme
It's an honor to be part of
earth's remembrances and joy
Harbingers of love thereof
she His messenger His envoy
Singing out like Helen of Troy
Beneath a sky of ancient blue
one daughter filled with awe
Revering flowers filled with dew
and blessed crows that caw
Voicing out with gusto, chaw
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