Poem:  You Boast

Written by empressjournee

Photo credit: Kelly Sikkema

You say so many had cared for me deeply;

That I disappoint, in my search to find love:

Tell me what do you know?

Did you see how they lead me on,

Did you see on they treat me?

Like a catch-fish—a woman on the loose,

just for a mere fix,

—A conquest, a mere flight—a dose!

Or what you have heard;

Is it your way of rubbing the losses,

I had, the hurt I carried so long;

My broken heart; that I am trying to let go,

—You, rubbed this in my nose?

The dirt you have on me—that makes,

Your life complete—you glow in my woes:

Prayer is now my soul food—maybe this will be,

To the very end, my comforter, my love, the one

Who holds my soul: You speak so fine about them,

And act like you are my friend—you like me so;

The thousand friends you say you have,

You boast—to a lonely soul, I keep holding on:

To the Creator—that love me truly, the most,

“Yes, I won’t deny, I miss my Beloved,

The one whose magical hands,

Touched my heart, especially when we dance;

Whose absence hurts me –so!

For he disappeared when I needed him,—the very most:

“I must! I must! I will let him go!!!”

I wish I could feel the joy you feel, creating lies to me;

“My heart says: Keep bending on your knees,

Black as it can be, until he comes home to me:

Yet my mind say, “Its’ time to free him to the one

Who he may have treasure the most,”

As you continue to boast, ‘this one and that one,’ love me so,

“I smile within, know the truth—it was not love, but lust,

That had me bound—to a mess, I wish to free me,

I wish to erase, I wish to let go!!!”

Empress Journee






About the author


This bio will be short. I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College. Mother of three and grandmother. I love to read and write poetry.

To those who have been a great support in reading my website and those who just came across this poetry this will be the ending of my poetic journey for now. I hope there will be a new chapter in my life that will be a success and inspired people to be far better in their thoughts, words and deeds. I am working on myself and it’s been hard.... yet I am getting there. When I began my poetry, I felt so deeply inspired. Now when I write I just write (feeling burned out of all that has occurred and is occurring) and I am feeling as if my poetry isn’t moving in the manner that I feel it should because I have not place myself in a position to be active reading my poetry at live venues for my own personal reason. I wanted to thank those who took the time to read my poetry especially my love ones. Thank you for being on the journey with me. Peace and blessings.

Empress Journee