the grass and the trees
see all the destruction and...
suffer in silence
Suffer not unto me;
Those joyous sins;
That replicate things;
After my very being;
~
I stand posed;
Poison to my loins;
Gratified, marginalized;
~
Purple snake, not royalty;
Nuances, novelty;
Cloaked and harassed;
Back to basic:
Those joyous sins;
After my very being;
Suffer unto me again still;
3/13/26
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. © 2026
The chill rains fall,
the tents flood,
families huddle for warmth.
The children of Gaza,
the children of Nigeria suffer.
Will humankind ever learn,
engraved sorrow on our
souls burn. ~
As flowers for fragrance suffer,
So does brave’s blind advance suffer.
Those that deem Moon’s silver dreary,
So does full moon romance suffer.
Some who take bold chance with their life,
Some, as they take blind chance suffer.
Life oft makes us do hopeless dance,
Some make life’s very dance suffer.
Wooing, she starved me for one glance,
Married me by same glance suffer.
__________________________
Ghazal |11.09.2025 | chance, dance, death, fragrance, romance, war
Toupee, or not toupee,
that is the question:
whether 'tis nobler on the head
to suffer the slings and arrows
of outrageous alopecia
or to take wigs against a sea of baldness,
wear them as a buffer,
the whips and scorns stem,
and by opposing end them.
Ay, that's the nub.
With apologies to William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
I see the wind
And hear the sun
And when it hurts
I have such fun
I know not when
But the where is sure
The reasons are clear
Though fully obscure
Thoughts I suffer
The long night through
Bring such comfort
How is this true
Confusion reigns
Within thoughts clear
And peace so far
And yet so near
I can feel it
Though I’m completely numb
My mind subtracts
To find the sum
The answers are certain
The questions unclear
How much longer
Must I
remain here
He was led to that fateful cross
God's mind was made up
He would suffer Jesus as a loss
No now I shall have him rise
He shall touch, teach, and to heal
His life's purpose became so real
What's true with human heart
They aren't as real as their mouths say
For in them the world is full of practicality
The emotion of things can't solve any problem
Claims they don't reach goal by the beating of the heart
They have a thousand reasons to stay braggart
It seems reasonable but the heart has all the content
That the reasoning combine, brag to wonders of all wonders
When the mind is in static, the heart overtake initiatives
There are things that the mind can't comprehend, the heart does
Countries progress is the result of acumen mind
Inventions is the product of meticulous discovery
Science and technology is mind point of pure dedication
War and invasion is the result of mind jealousy
Destruction is the result of mind's hatred goals
Many happens to the wisdom of think-tank revolution
Man likes to destroy the things he likes
Everything that mind establish comes to nothing
With all these things that happens the heart always suffer.
struggle with sadness
having to suffer with pain
nowhere left to go
what you need to start do
for you to write many poems
occupy your mind
will have a great time
know what are able to do
find a reason why
When I was young I did not know you, thoughts were positive that I was a good person
You came into my life, I started second guessing myself
"Maybe I wasn't such a good person" I thought
Now I truly believe in you, and I know faithfully that you exist in everything
I'm told I'm a sinner, a killer, weak and insignificant
I question is it better to know you
Or to be ignorant
Why do those closest to you suffer?
I just cannot believe that
You have brought Me to this place
After all the wounds, then there's this crown
Look at the Blood upon My face
Why would one see Calvary
And suffer all this pain?
I'll tell you why
His name is God
And He's My Father just the same
My spirit lives within You, Son
And all the wounds that man inflicts
Life brought to the young
And death to the ruthless
With one swift blow it can't be fixed
My purple heart is crimson red
For the mistakes that man has made
Listen to Him now, my Son
Teach them from sin please turn away
In shadows deep, where silence lay,
A moment came and stole the day.
A choice I made, with a very heavy heart,
Unraveled dreams oh it tore me apart.
I watched the light fade infront of my eyes,
As questions swirled, like quiet lies.
“Why did this happen?” travelled loud,
In a world once bright, now covered in clouds.
The pain was sharp, like a cold winter's chill,
Each breath a weight, a bitter thrill.
I wandered lost, through nights so long,
A tune that played, a haunting song.
But in that dark, a flicker began to glow,
A seed of hope, in sorrow sow......
I searched for meaning, grasped the thread,
In every tear, a path was led.
Then came the dawn, with gentle grace,
Revealing truths I had to face.
The trials shaped me, lost my soul,
In brokenness, I found my whole.
Through every storm, I tried to stand,
With purpose clear, a guiding hand.
For in the struggle strength i found,
And in the silence, wisdom's sound.
Now when the shadows creep and crawl,
I rise again, I will not fall.
Each hardship met with open heart,
For every ending is a new start.
The story again repeats,
Again another girl another daughter..
Who will stand? Who will fight?
There no right, there no justice..
Life is valued with money,
Money can buy anything..
If it's not your kid,
It's not your problem..
If we keep quiet,
Next might be someone from us..
Let stand together,
Let's bring change in justice and law
Hand for hand, leg for leg..
Murder for death, rape for brutal death..
We need a change, we need to stand..
Let's make daughter safe.
_veer
To be in a room full of people and still feel lonely
To laugh outside and be sad within
To be a beaming ray of sunshine but scream out when no ones around
To be so close to tasting the fruits of everlasting joy
Only for the birds to bear
To be okay with yourself
But only yourself
For it will concern others
You don’t want to burden them
Do you?
To suffer in silence means to be alone in this
Because no one would seem to understand
Feel the way you feel
See it the way you see it
Your silence speaks volumes to my heart covered by toxic fumes only to be delayed when ever you are in my facility I begin to change into the man I strive to be pen pricked needle make pictures on my back I've suffered greatly being that of a good man in a world that seems it despise me thunder shakes the inside of the old me I shall takeover and blossom holding a bottle of sovereignty I shiver unmatched colds leading to the mindset I sit high
upon bleeding on cotton filled bedding my feelings are damaged beyond repairing
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