Your input dims or blooms you
Your choice you voice
Your attitude you express
You always pour out
What's inside you
Intentionally or unintentionally.
Your input dims or blooms you
What you consume
Becomes your costume
It sharpens or weakens you
The habit you keep
Determines your lifestyle.
Your input dims or blooms you
To be informed is to be aware
To be correct is to be brave
Because it can take you to the grave
In this world of cruelty
Where the evil ones don't feel guilty.
The distinguished guests
raised their crystal goblets
toast the host's lavish,
midnight banquet.
A sudden, violent chill swept
the parlor as the grandfather
clock shrieked thirteen times.
The exquisite roast on the
tarnished platters abruptly
mutated into writhing,
maggot- infested human
limbs.
Horrified screams died in
their throats as the dining
room doors slammed shut
and vanished into the drywall.
They turned to flee, only to
realize they were chewing on
their own severed tongues.
I want to pick apart your brain.
Cut it up.
Chew on it.
Consume it.
Digest it.
There’s no reason to be afraid.
It’s simply
–what I do
–who I am:
Brain Surgeon.
Say you love me
like I love you
often and always
a million times
embrace me
consume me
burn me with kisses
If you go deaf
I will stop listening
If you go blind
I will stop looking
If you die
I will stop living
.
.
Songs for this:
Lover Girl by Laufey
Habits (feat. Haley Reinhart) by Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox
In a Manner of Speaking (feat. Camille) by Nouvelle Vague
Mesmerizing beauty
like a moth to a flame.
Land of milk and honey,
how'd you know my name.
Hypnotizing motion,
spider in her web,
Treasure hunter’s bounty
as you lay on your bed.
Appetizing banquet,
lioness to gorge,
valleys, dunes and mountains,
an eternity to forge.
Tantalizing tremors,
an eagle soaring high,
supernova, ecstasy
forever ‘til we die.
My Particles are arrested,
Solitary, confined, and all together
Quit invested
In hope.
My childlike wonder ran ablaze
With firey sparks and
My mind was in a daze.
There are such precious moments sprinkled, like gitter,
among the trauma and scars that
Give credence to something beautuful. See,
I ain't bitter.
I was a moth among fireflies, dancing in flame,
No danger at all, just a wild spirit to tame.
Just drawn to lights
As though my darkness wouldn't consume.
“Be happy in the moment, that's enough. Each moment is all we need." Quote Mother Teresa
Life is so precious and temporary,
we’re given life yet destined to die.
In each moment of life, choose to
be happy, pursue it, embrace it
welcome and acknowledge it!
Let it fill your soul until it overflows
and it touches everyone you meet.
One doesn’t know when their time
on this planet is coming to an end.
Live in this moment and be happy!
05/25/23
Contest: Writing Challenge- B Quotes
Sponsor: Constance La France
We are depleting our planet little by little while taking what we need
perhaps this is the time to give back to Mother Earth and plant a seed
Imagine yourself in the forest picking chanterelles, like times of old
Wild animals running free, deer panting by the river with eyes of gold
Take a deep breath in, (hold) breathe out
Giant trees with leafy arms that encircle you with love and breeze
they talk to you in whispers, about the magical ignite of precious soil
Best part of you is now immersed inside this magical embroil
you are part of the whole, part of everything that breathes
Take a deep breath in, (hold) breathe out
Place your back against the trunk of a tree and allow the energy to enter
Up in the heavens the angels are sending you rays of golden sun
Your creator is re-shaping you like a soft pliable piece of clay
he wants you back tot he original shape of the creature you once were
Take a deep breath in, (hold) breathe out
You own blessed hands, a blessed heart and a capable body that works
give thanks for the gift of living, give thanks to Mother Earth
and the One who has given you life, you are loved beyond all measure.
Mungu- Bwana Wangu
Tafadhali tumia- O' God My Lord
Please consume Me
I open heart
To endangered to parts
My emotions run free
God please consume me
Alas I'm broken and torn
My spirit is worn
O' God, My Lord
Please consume
Consume in love
Consume me in mercies grace
Consume me so that I maybe born again
Give me the hope
To relinquish both
My sins, my wrong choices
Please Lord God
Consume me
1st place placement in Contest
For ALL YOURS (Jan 29) POETRY CONTEST
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
1/29/2021.
written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2021
Ninafungua moyo
Kuhatarishwa na sehemu
mhemko wangu hukimbia
Mungu naomba unitumie
O’ My God, My Lord please consume me
Ole nimevunjika na kupasuka
Roho yangu imechakaa
Ee Mungu, Bwana Wangu
Tafadhali tumia
O’ My God, My Lord please consume me
Tumia kwa upendo
Nitumie kwa rehema rehema
Nitumie ili labda nizaliwe mara ya pili
Nipe tumaini
Kurudia zote mbili
Dhambi zangu, uchaguzi wangu mbaya
Tafadhali Bwana Mungu
Nitumie
O’ My God, My Lord please consume me
Lord have mercy
Have mercy on my ravished soul
Lord have mercy
O' My Lord, My God please consume me
1/29/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2021
To love is good
under the starless sky
in a man’s arms
To break is good
under the touch of a hand
in a bed with white sheets
To drink is good
when you long for someone
and you cry poetry
To talk is healing
when you kept quiet for years
and you almost forgot the sound of your own voice
To sing is good
For you beloved, in his kitchen
when you’re making pancakes
To sleep is better
when you read together and you fall asleep on his chest
and he stays still so you can keep dreaming…
Love is consuming
like a hot summer day that leaves you sweaty and tired
but blissful and with a foolish smile on your face.
Don't let hate consume you
it will eat you alive,
make you hateful and bitter
your life will take a nosedive.
You'll grow old much faster
way before your time,
let the love you feel in your heart
be set free, let it shine.
It's hard not to hold a grudge
especially if your heart's been hurt,
let God deal with those persons
think of them as dirt.
Just walk away from them
turn the other cheek,
what goes around, comes around
be yourself, mild and meek.
It's okay to feel angry
you have every right,
don't let hate consume you
never let it keep you awake at night.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Apr.29/2015
God will punish those in the end, that decided to make your life so hurtful and horrible, that you just can't take it anymore. Don't sink to their level. You are much better than they are.
Black shadows cover my light.
Darkness in the new day.
Blackness always shuts away from the sun.
Lamentable nights are taking over.
The shadows come towards me.
Hypnotizing me...
Dark shadows are poisoning me.
Darkness is consuming me.
Death will bring me to hell,
It feels horrible...
No light, no beauty; just filthy darkness,
Turning me into the monster I have become.
Dark angels consume me,
And take over my body.
Come to me, Angel of death!
Turn me into the creature you desire.
Transform me!
Let the evil run inside me.
The power consumes me,
It consumes me into darkness...
-Less is best
but more gives you more
why question that?
explore
thoughts deeper
get educated!
less is not favored
more is anticipated
-less requests less
-did you know that?
-things less demanding
-coexist in fact
more makes an impact
more makes you large
therfore crush the less
be in charge
have the best
-when you want more
-you chase more
-you're loosing your soul
-keep filling up
-filling up
-that big empty hole.
A smile so achingly perfection
Only hiding evil buried deep inside
Emptiness and destruction is all you leave behind
Your love consumes me, burns me from within
Leaving only darkness, where there once was light.
Now I’m just a shell, no not even that
More a memory of the me that disappeared
As you caressed me with your deadly touch
Your love it consumed me, burned me from within
Hidden scars eternal, a reminder of your deceptive evil
How is it you still consume me when there’s nothing left to take
Only a hollow void where there once was life
Yet you’re an obsession I just can’t let go
Even as I turn to leave, we know it’s not the end
Only a matter of time, until I’m back again.
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