Desperation is destruction
It position you
In the side of frustration
Moving without destination
Always wanting others approbation
What the society endows
You always confide in
Can't fight for what you want
Always fitting into the box.
Desperation
Is a dysfunction
Instant gratification
Putting you in stagnation
It breaks you
Making you to be station
Instead of been flexible
You become still
Making you mentally ill.
Desperation
Is manipulation
Catapulting you into a place
Filled with commotion
Instead of promotion
Blurring your vision
Blindfolding you from reality
Into delusions and illusion.
The feel of anger when you cannot shout,
it can be enough to drive someone mad.
Do you know what I am talking about?
I’m aware fellowship can make you glad.
Finding support within a conjunct pout,
you run catapulting off that launchpad.
Still, it’s easier to unleash your voice,
deprived eats you like an unpaid invoice.
Meditation, is a medication for the soul
Catapulting you into realms of serenity
Giving clarity, to act in any situation
Meditation yields calmness
The remedy for a disrupt mind
Connects you with the divine
Enhancing a communion with the Almighty
Sanitizing your thoughts and emotions.
Calmness is prior
The sharpener of thoughts
Helps to make a decision
Improving your emotional regulation
Always enhancing your focus
Reducing your stress and anxiety
Making you bold and whole not old.
Meditation leads to calmness
Birthing self awareness
Eliminating all that no longer serve you
Aligning you with the present
Dissolving all negative thoughts and emotions
Making you patient and solid
Meditation is a medication for all spirituality.
A gust caught a giggle
Scooping me up above the tree line
where the hot air balloons live
And the clouds play tether ball
Scattering the stars
Catapulting around Saturn
Hanging on for dear life
As the dragon kite skimmed and skirted
me back over the dewy grass
Dropping me like a note into my dreams
Musical arrangements can impact our mood,
Minor keys sadden, while major keys unleash cheerful emotions.
The mystery lies in how it can resurrect feelings from deep within our soul,
Catapulting our memory to a certain place or a specific event.
It can transport our memory back to a point in time,
Unlocking how music impacts the soul remains mysterious.
Solitary confinement of reasoning; progressively ignoring obsession
Catapulting over ruthlessness; paradigms oblivious: seclusion
Overwhelmed respect precisely infuses others': salient collusions
Relationships perpetually influence one's: solely conceptualized occlusion
Precious inspiration overlaying: smiles calm outside reflection
Inception overtime: shadows collapse on repugnant practices
Organic: solidarity, composed offering refuge purposely, internally
From generation to generations, thy redeemer lives
From age to ages, He never fails
In all dealings, thy conquer
He always come through, breaking chains and shackles
The undisputed CHAMPION, without dispute
Who is like thee, Our Champion... MOST HIGH in fairyland!!!
Always fair and consistent, Above
Elevator of, the Low at buttom
Finds the lost, makes a way
Beautiful and worthy in all ways, maker of heaven and earth
Breeder of light and dark, maker of night and dawn
Giver of all, relentlessly
Dynamic leader, catalysts of growth, catapulting the down cast
Sitted, above and below, rewarder of, the good and bad.
Seed dies to give birth to tree
Tree yields fruit, fruit carries seed
Seed - Tree - Fruit - Seed
Cycle consummates
Nature legacy elongates
Death at one stage
introduces identical Life
Keeping divine design intact
Humans do not die
while bringing in new life
Gives birth, nurses, nurtures
New one bears same physicality
Not necessarily Human Values
Sinners kick out from saintly womb
Human Legacy Tree worst than Nature's Tree
Pious sperm catapulting in Criminal human
_________________________
© Dr Hitendra Mehta, India ????
There has never been a southpaw,
Who has the crushing show made poor;
Each in the ring a carnivore,
His left hook, his wasting death jaw,
Your swollen eyes already a law
Before the last bout on the floor.
A lateral body positioning
That The Left Thing keeps conditioning,
From the ring catapulting a victim
To an international hospital
And from its ward to its mortuary:
So, it had been with Callous Etim,
From a fight to a celebratory rental
And a speeding-up of his obituary.
South paws still have been licked
By the Maverick Right-Handed,
When they have such boldly picked
For the blows hatefully landed.
Pacquiao saying it was going to be Mayweather
And meeting with a bit of bad weather.
Time place
scope and space
recover planning with
hazmat desires
actions by dissent
proportions to unoutcomes
serial deliverance by
traveling non neural pathways
around psycho resilience via
domestico-dysfunshun
huma huma incestations fielding
familial inbred infestations
leading to blind intonations thereby
catapulting negative Ego equations.
Can we abide by selfless endeavors?
~The summer rains
Falling showering the water drops
Splashing upon the grounds
Spuns the urban soils
Heaven bound drops falling
The jagged lines of light
In the dark purple sky
The horizon explodes white bright
The ground shakes
The air moves thunder lights catapulting
Spawning turbulent summer night storm~
8/8/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
for some reason
around your fortress
you’ve built
insurmountable blockades
and from their safety
you thrive on lashing out
catapulting showers
of fireballs
and cannonballs
it took a while for me
to realize we were at war
I simply didn’t know
in hindsight it’s been going on for years
but I really truly didn’t know
I knew enough to keep my distance
and stay out of the firing range
you’ve always had me
walking on eggshells
why? I haven’t got a clue
after all these years
to tell the truth
somewhere along the way
I simply finally lost interest
so keep doing what you’ve got to do
and I’ll continue
liking you the way you are
the last of eggshell crumbs
have turned to lovely sand
and your fireballs
now look to me
like nothing less
than fireworks display
AP: Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on June 16, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (JUN 17) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - 1ST PLACE
A thousand Suns bow before you,
A thousand Moons reflect your smile...
As Venus descends in skies of blue,
Gowned by Cleopatra Queen of the Nile...
The Sun and Moon before you dance,
Your bridal beauty captured in my heart...
The dulcet dawn spews its romance,
Catapulting kisses by Cupids dart...
Rays of the Sun extend their display,
The Gods of Olympus fest fully rejoice...
Botanical gardens in their full array,
For the Angel's now give their voice.
The Sun and Moon forever will guide,
Of the day for you, to be my only bride.
May.29.2020
The Sun And The Moon
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
N/A for contest
O' weary a traveler am I, reign
Grudge bugging Li catapulting again
Meteor hritik traveling zrrr insane
Absurd Milky Way pothole vrrr mundane
Luteroberg mosiktoe growl zrrr complain
Impaired space flights gravitate love vlane
Galactic room slate mates deranged vrr plains
Visits vor vat gobbles on try Titian v o b o g o i z e d disbane
Verver vis v o g o n i z e d rain
4/27/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Catapulting puffballs roam
vast stretches of ocean;
skeletal limbs reveal
stories lost to time;
rooted sage
taking in the salty air;
lungs filled to capacity,
give birth to
tenderness beneath
heaven’s breast;
life does not end,
it only renews.
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