Battling Poems

Battling Mind

 
A whirlwind of emotions
A cyclone of wandering thoughts 
A tempest of trepidation 
That leaves me baffled and distraught 
The devastation of my battling mind 
Wreaks havoc in the soul's sacred shrine.

Battling Time

I would have been here sooner
But I got in a fight with time
And lost you see. 
It wasn't fair.
I slept in a little bit, 
and it started his day 
way before me.

I asked him 
where he would be 
about 2 or 3. 
And he said 
he would be around. 
I didn't know he meant 
around

Gaze into the battling fire - a whisper in savage red

Gaze into the battling fire - a whisper in savage red,
And into the clouds that travel at the blind and cyclic wind's behest.
When the murmur within starts to weave its frail thread,
Calmly, let your soul rest in arms, as both alchemist and martyr in your quest.
Don't ask if it's allowed, or if it's right,
Nor if

Battling wars of spiritual realms

did I soul mention?
That I was in the drenches
Battling wars of spiritual realms

1/10/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©

Battling Depression

Breath! This is getting old. 
How can I catch something I’ve never had? 
I can feel myself grow cold, 
Just pretend everything is okay, I’m not allowed to be sad. 

How can I catch something I’ve never had? 
I watch as it slips from my fingertips, 
Just pretend everything is okay, I’m not allowed to

Battling

**My mental state here lately, hasn't been very well,
Mainly because of everything I'm medically battling through.
But whenever it's gotten to be too much, I feel like I blasted through Hell,
My body's physically drained, & my mind is also feeling it too.
**Since I first started coping with these horrific & progressive conditions,
It feels like I've been

Battling a Monster

There is a hostile villain that lurks deep inside,
turning the human body into a battleground.
With disdain, it causes pain one cannot abide,
but the fight goes on until a cure can be found.

It strangles hope like an noxious climbing vine,
One that I wish overwatering would simply rot.
It stains a body with a toxic mark.  I

Monsters Under My Bed

Monsters under my bed
Giggling & cackling.
There must be five or seven of them.
Long sharp nails, curly weird tails.
Monsters under my bed
Loud and upbeat.
Five or seven of them at least,
Please let me sleep.
It's been months now of the same racket.
One tugs at my sheets.
Another makes this loud screech.
There must be a bar under there,
Listen to them

Battling Demons-

The enemy is shooting darts at me 
So violently 
Inclusive trying to cause me spiritual and bodily injury
Battling demons
 I walk on,  I need night vision goggles so that I can rock them 
They are shooting all around me 
Why because they be my enemy
Battling demons
 I am mortal combat what the demons telepathy
I

Battling, To My Fight For a Victory

Battling, To My Fight For A Victory


Mornings of my storms are coming forth to emerge,
consisting of a sleepy tempest that's sitting lying within.

The storm in its quake I do not trust,
justifying its fury's of these strong emotions, they will burst.         

I ask my Lord, is this what

Battling a Jungle of My Making

I woke up with vines strangling my neck and holding me down,
     but let me begin at the beginning of this adventure;
it begins with a packet of running beans that looked appealing,
         said to be easy to grow, so I said to self,

Battling To Survive

We were like flowers 
In the garden of freedom
Playing with bees and birds 
Fearing only to God

Some hunters sailed to land 
Sudden like Corona 
From the direction of the tiring Sun sets 

They picked all flowers in cherish
Very early to perish 
Of the garden they became rich 
Turning the garden to live with the witch

Battling the D Word

Battling The “D” Word
(Tough Old Birds Never Give Up)
By: Miracle Man
1-5-2020

I awake most days reasoning my future is late,
I find scant moves fast enough to accommodate me.
I’ve begun putting things aside, I procrastinate,
And good times lay farther than memory can see.

My chest no longer wears It’s once proud swagger,
It seems just certain words are an

The Battler

THE BATTLER
Looking at life as a twisted road,
with unknown holes waiting to explode,
and driving with pride, is a lonely ride.

Stress attacks like swarms of burning bees,
nerves of fireballs between pinball trees,
and no money to buy,not even a tear to cry

A battler bleeds from desperate needs,
with spiritual scars, a soldier of hope,
and tattooed memories surviving to

Battling Vicious Cells

She traces a  litter of  rising stars;
while exploring  a place blissful within--
or even feel  a desire to extend a timeline
where vicious crimson cells invade
those mounds of chalice breasts, uninvited.

And a once  vibrant energy grows frenetic ,
nearly withering from the changed biopsy of 
a frame now boney,    lightly

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