Lamenting Poems

As an easy pushover and soft touch lamenting my demise

As an easy pushover and soft touch lamenting my demise
Vultures swooped overhead
and preyed on my vulnerabilities
forcing me to carrion camping
as fine young cannibals
sharpened their knives
and licked their lips
while eyeing me as their naked lunch
bound and gagged
as a huge cauldron bubbled
awaiting yours truly as human sacrifice
preparatory to be boiled alive
shorn of clothes
embarrassingly in the buff
with me

The little things we remember when we are lamenting

Almonds were enjoyed, and the nuts were crushed with a rock
Sleep in peace, our father, my mentor, our provider
Peace among the Angels, we will continue to cherish those fond memories.
Evening tide will go down with you constructing your pig pen
Greatness was defined by your achievements throughout your younger days
  Shall we evoke feelings of

Ephemeral Time

Sifting through the sands of time
Ephemeral it fades away
As water flows down the river
It's constantly on the move
Time and tide waits for no one
Instead of lamenting the past
We should seize every moment
Fulfil our dreams and wishes
Till our time on this earth is over
And death knocks at our door.

Lamenting Missed Rolls in the Hay

Upon well-worn barstools, tales two codgers tell,
Deep in drink, their stories swell.
Reflecting how the eons have flown,
Strengths once had, now overthrown.

"Ah, beauties chased, both bright and keen,
Yet in our brews, our sighs unseen,"
One muses, his gaze alight with jest,
"Great tales spun ‘bout adventurous quests."

Yet as dusk deepens into night,
Their bawdy laments take flight,
For now, as

Lamenting Life Lost Before Mine Untimely Death

Lamenting life lost before mine untimely death

Last rays of wicked flickering candlelight
even to this present day 
(October 4th, 2023)
lxiv anniversaries marking birth
emotions of ambivalence self directed at me,
and family of origin diatribes still career,
within psyche of Matthew Scott Harris -
less plain as day when prominent dearth
of attentiveness, compassion, empathy,
et cetera totally absent 
without leave, and

Lamenting

The songs by that weekend guy
Had me weakened to the point I'd cry.
Though wishing we could have a weekend together,
At the same time I am wishing we never met each other.

Find More Farm Implements

I have with concern been lamenting 
With my chilly fears augmenting:
A young promising morning might soon age
And a planter close a helpless page …

My muscles are dying for a cutlass,
My strength enough to not seek a lass
My nostrils fish out odorless fertilizers;
The sparks in my eyes Advertisers 
I shouldn’t ears supply with any story,
Now, I

Lamenting Beauty

White wings with gray attire, a fallen angel
But not, that is Muse of beauty with ruby cheeks
And melancholic tone, repenting her existence. 

I have listened to her whispered prayer, when she
Accused us of not deserving truth and beauty
She asked Lord God to call her back
Since we, humans, make beauty prison. 

Yesterday a child plucked a

Lamenting Appalling Heartbreaking Mistreatment

Lamenting appalling heartbreaking mistreatment...
nonagenarian father experiences at Normandy Farms

Though dead, I gauge
these past one hundred and four plus months
linkedin with Gregorian calendar page
mine mother would be aghast

at deplorable inhumane outrage
played out upon Normandy Farms -
Bluebell, Pennsylvania site
where papa (a pricey 
senior folk facility), he doth stage
his final showdown

consigning grim reaper
to tender body, mind, and spirit

Lament

So very long the time since you've been gone
This lovelorn night a cold moon has reckoned
Into such gloom my wistful heart be drawn
It palls and weeps to woeful skies that beckon

This lovelorn night a cold moon has reckoned
Barren and empty in the vigil of tears
It palls and weeps to woeful skies that beckon
Lamenting mournful prayer

Lamenting Harms

LAMENTING HARMS

I am passionate in regardless requiem
I dress ridged and deploring
I need shed tears for my sorrow I bewail and bemoan
I am related to elegy
I vacation at the cemetery
My job is lamentation writing up funeral chant a burial hymn
I desire to sing at my passing in heaven


11/26/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
LAMENT POETRY

An Elegy Written In a Road

It was a weekend and I was in a mood
To reach my home as early as I can
I urged the wheels to start a friendly race
With the competing cars rushing around.

The sky getting dark, is it unusual?
I switched on the lights to make the way clear
Sun already hiding, behind the trees
Unable to bear the horrendous

Lamenting Peace and Longevity of Life- -

Peaceful Life in the Here and After
I am I am alone
I dress I dress in clothes of George™
I need solitude in this crowded space
I am related to so many
I vacation temporary here on this earth
My job is lovingly fellowshiping shining my light
I desire daily peace and longevity of life



LAMENT poetry form type
 
9/26/19
Written words by

20 Titles From 20 Friends- Lamenting Lost Love

Many, Many Long Years Ago
among Stargazer Lily, Bleeding Heart
and Periwinkle . . . 
This Dream Called Life
Shattered
Unconditional, love left
Without Lament
oh is there - light in the darkness
now that He Deep Sleeps Inside Dreams
where EAGLES soar  
oh my, Nocturnal Reverie
Oh Death . . . 
I whisper I will, Love you forever
oh, DEATH'S COLD HAND .

Lamenting Wings

"you are more than I deserve. It's a love I never dreamed I'd find. Happinesd like this is worth dying for..."
- Yasunari Kawabata-

Looking down, while flying midway between sky and earth,
I saw a dog on the grey tongue of an abandoned road,
Licking its genitals under summer-noon's hot slogan.
And I understood how badly I had drifted

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