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Voices In My Head

Inexplicably silent in choir
being unusually quiet
not a word from me was heard
neither spoken nor sung
so as not to cause a riot
when jibes bad vibes at me were slung
and I was asked, 'Cat got your tongue?'
I replied, 'Here's the thing,
really and truly, I cannot sing,
it's been this way for all my years,
whatever it is I appear to hear,
and between my ears to me audibly sits,
tho' quite right there, when on the tongue's tip,
it's not the same music my mouth emits.'

PRAYING

We keep praying 
Let our fate 
Don't lead us to fatal
Faith over Fear
We keep hearing
We don't let bad vibes come near us.

We keep praying 
For redemption 
From our redeemer 
Not deception 
From our leaders
Many deceit 
Without receiving.

We keep praying 
For grace
As we run our race
Not disgrace 
As we lace our shoes 
Ready to face whatever stage or page.

Premium Member That's Just What I Say

I've crossed many bridges in my life, some in which I gladly walked across and some in which I would have gladly stepped back on and walked the other way.
 
You all know the old saying- "If I coulda, woulda, shoulda" Well, I probably definitely "shoulda" But I can't re-do what has already been done, but you know what, that's okay. 

One must not dwell on the past. Thou shall keep on movin' on, rid the bad vibes and feelings and try to create positive thoughts, ideas, moments and memories. Live and love life yet another day.  

Besides, who knows what turns and curveballs that would have been tossed at me If I hadn't decided to walk the path I've traveled. My life could have just been tossed away. 

I coulda been this, or I woulda done that, I shoulda been this, or I shoulda done that. No, I shouldn't have. I shoulda done just what I did, I say.  

I would never have turned the other way, for me, that's okay. I will live and love life yet another day. My life won't be wasted away, I've done just what I shoulda, and that my friends is just what "I" say


Premium Member Name, Dame, Shame

       Even in the nude – 
 
 Imogene   Bertha   Gertrude – 

     Bad vibes today, dude

Its Useless To Be Mean

Please quit being such a witch
Take your attitude and ditch
It away from your meanness streak
Or it's looking very bleak
For you to have any friends
This kind of attitude just sends
A picture of you violently
Attacking all kind souls like me
Who just want to spread good cheer
Your bad vibes are everywhere
Counteracting our good deeds
Your mental state really needs
To take a flip flip around
Or your mouth I'll gag and bound
So words of disgust wont come out
That's not what life is all about
We need to treat others kindly
Not walk around hating blindly
Not seeing how your affecting
All the work we've done dissecting
Negativity that's everywhere
We don't want the hate and fear
Others like you are sending
Into a world that should be lending
A more gentle kind approach
Do not be a filthy roach
Whose disease will never die
Please just give it a quick try
If your nicer and more human
We all can end this pain we're in

Where Did This Hate Come From

Come on people lets be civil
Why we causing so much trouble
In a world that needs to see
So much more humanity
Hatred can be lessened by 
The love we all have inside
Showing the darkness it wont win
Bringing the world back again
Into the light where it can shine
Allowing all hearts to align
In one gigantic universe
Hand in hand we'll beat the curse
And bad vibes sent out our way
Do it now--we can't delay
Joining in adversity
Sending out a hopeful plea
That people of different races
Will forget all the disgraces
That divided us and see
That your nationality
Shouldn't keep us separated
This kind of thinking is outdated
Lets all look into the future
Knowing we can come together
Without issues of differences
My mind no longer can take this
It's about to go insane
Why we causing so much pain


The Recantation of Foolishness

Before I became a worrier, a rebel, a Spartacus:
I remember listening to an orator on a city bus: 
he criticized and enraged some arrogant characters;
he shouted harsh words to the deceiving charlatans,
exposing themselves as hallowed saints in a niche,
when they should have been thrown into a ditch!

Before I attempted to please others,
I realized how naive I was to offer praises:
I had one God to serve, not several gods
who took the appearance of pure divinity;
they had a shining halo over their heads...
ensuing much fear, accusing me of inequity!  

Before I had a childish and overt personality,
I trusted anyone and laughed with anybody...
until their derision filled me up with anger;
I broke my connection, realizing it wasn't fair!

Before I diverged from the wrong and dangerous path,
I didn't recognize my naiveness, neither I felt bad vibes;
I helplessly fell into a deep ravine full of vicious vipers:
what spared me death was the laughter of Lady Macbeth!

Premium Member Buzzword and Slang Footles

Coal face 
disgrace 

Bad vibes 
from tribes

Dark art
at heart

Big deal
surreal

Uptight 
yeah right 

Sky high 
my eye

Who knew 
boohoo 

My god 
that’s odd

not half 
a laugh

High five 
alive 

Stock phrase 
daft craze 

Buzz word 
absurd 

Smart tek
brain wreck 

Sour pus
missed bus

High horse 
off-course 

Slow coach 
cockroach 

Big cheese 
feels squeeze

Sore thumb
by gum

Hells bells 
death knells

Fast lane 
Insane 

Bored stiff 
with gif

Calm down 
you clown 

Joe soap
might cope 

John dough
skid row 

Jackpot 
great scott

Long run 
such fun

Clean sweep 
knee deep

Bon mot
for show 

Quick quip
takes dip

False dawn
a yawn

Created and posted : 10th October 2022 for Brian Strand contest

Premium Member Cropping the Picture

Cropping the picture, now perfect
Consign bad vibes to bin
No accident, as all suspect
Yet surely not a sin

We need not trauma bond
Cord cutting, magic wand
Sit with those, of who fond

Ugliness rupture
Cropping the picture

09-September-2021
Quietus

Morning Coffee

A step away from you is a step in the wrong direction 

She is my right hand when everything else is broken

She gives me strength when I am weak and don’t have enough to even 
pretend that I have it all together

When nothing is going right

I’m always walking on the right side to protect her from the traffic and bad vibes 

A step away from you is a step away from my equilibrium, messing up my cerebellum 

She’s my gravity always holding it down 

Sometimes it hard to keep looking up even when the elevator is going up

So better make that a double up from Starbucks

Like my Frappuccino, bobby valentine, weee oooo wwweee, weee oooo 
wwwoeee, she looking good

My hot stuff she got the stuff no juice, I need your caffeine

I’m addicted I’m a fiend

All the coffee drinkers know what I mean

Good morning no matter how down I get

Good at night too I’m not ready to say goodnight

I get so mad sometimes but still need you at all times

Morning coffee that I drink throughout the day

I’m so thirsty and she is so wavy

p.s. think I’ll have another coffee…

Premium Member Had My Fill

Sad indeed the tears we shed in hollow marshland 
streams,
bad vibes worsen childhood fears, they shatter midnight dreams,
mad at tactless ghostly jeers and oddball moonlight beams, 
had my fill of twilight years when chasing eye blind schemes,
fad disowned by trendy peers who look quite miffed it seems, 
glad I’m one with bright careers and happy prospect teams

Solo

"SOLO"

I need you but you do not need me!
For your hidden venom corrupts your
conscience and clouds your judgement.
My happiness is your misery. my smile ,
your grin , look into thy eyes you can see
I love you for you and  I  can never judge, for 
I am not God!

Your emptiness got you self absorbed like a sponge,
My movements are constrained by your ignorance,
selfishness and greediness.
You cannot walk into my shoes if you haven't
removed the spec in your eye, therefore 
cast the first stone, I don't fear!

Together we are dynamite! Bad vibes got you hating,
therefore you are faking thus I left you hanging.
l am an eagle , l ride solo...

Now let me be....

We Reap What We Sow

Verses of joy, happiness and pleasure,

Poetry of positive nature measures

The power of attraction sent out to the universe

We reap what we create within our own mind

Our rhymes send out a cosmic sign

That we wish to be happy and lead positive lives

Free from toxic and negative aspects we find

We receive what we resonate in outward conscious way

You simply create anger and pure hate

When you allow bad vibes and feelings flow through

You create your experiences from your moods

And manifest your type of life by the thoughts you choose.

Be positive, attract a life of love and show gratitude to the universe.

Premium Member Friday the 13th

FRIDAY THE 13TH

Usually counting down Fridays 
Friday is actually Friday the 13th 
A day that is traditionally superstitions
Surrounded by bad vibes bad luck, 
Spooky superstitions, bad situations
General bad feeling of terrible luck. 
Not exactly a day anyone looks forward toward
Because many people just expect the worst.
Don't walk under ladders, or break that glass
Black cats, bad luck if come cross you path
Now Friday the 13th is seen as unlucky day
None believers will pray
Whether should expect  terrible situations 
This is also a day when people tend to be extra superstitious 
Worried bout things like black cats crossing their path 
Through this day dealing with many unlucky situations
So next time you walk under a ladder
Look up, Oh!! no wait watch out for that anvil



04/13/18 
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©

The Unspoken Secrets

Thoughts unspoken,  feelings remain hidden,
Concealing all emotions,  she walks ahead
All rainbows and sunshine. 
Unravelling her will take hell lot of time. 
She portrays herself to be strong, 
Thinks she can gather all the broken pieces... 
Rejection played a crucial role in where she is now. 
Her gorgeous smiles don't give away
The beautiful mess that she is.

She refuses to acknowledge those unpleasant feelings, 
She has mastered the art of fake smiling. 
Oblivious to the whirlwind of emotions, 
The world thinks she is an open book. 
Unaware of the hidden pages,  the unspoken secrets. 
She sure tried to get rid of the bad vibes
 That passed right before her eyes.
But no matter how much you rub a black board,
Some marks are not bound to go. 
She refuses to lose her dignity
But she has lost the ability
To dream a 1000 dreams
And never fear anything.
She can't take rejection anymore. 
Yes,  she is a beautiful mess, 
A mystery,  a fragile heiress.

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