Stop refreshing the screen.
Their name wont show, or be highlighted.
Stop scrolling through the old texts.
It wont bring them back.
Stop staring at them,
They wont look back at you.
You shouldn’t have to beg for attention.
You shouldn’t have to change the color of your eyes,
for them to see you.
You shouldn’t have to increase the volume of your music to drown out the overthinking.
You shouldn’t have to speak in their cøde for them to
End up not understanding you.
Do not be the romantic waltz to their messy tango.
They didn’t notice then, why would they notice now?
You shouldn’t have to
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D
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S
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For them to see the real you.
Because the real you isn’t just your flesh.
You shouldn’t have to train them to treat you how you want,
Just for you to end up the circus clown.
You shouldn’t have to change your vocal cords just to
Harmonize one note with them.
You shouldn’t have to provide the effort.
You shouldn’t have to,
But you do.
Because that’s what we call
Love.
A Message To Be Delivered
Tell the night to bury me
Among its waves of fire and fear
The morning seems impossible
It has never been near
Tell the hunger to bite me
Between its sharp teeth
The food is an illusion
I will eat and survive beneath
Tell the explosions to blow me up
Shatter me into pieces
Of delayed dreams and hopes
I'm dead alive in all cases
Tell the world to be ashamed
Dancing on the melodies of our pain
Acting deaf, blind and dumb
The war won't stop here; it's a chain
ice cream cones will be delivered by the gazebo in the park.
We saw a large lumbering thing coming at us in the dark.
It was an ice cream cone delivery man in form of a red dragon.
Carrying four ices at the same time, his tail never dragg’n.
You need a wagon, we told him, a Red Flyer wagon.
Thank you for the tip, he said. He was a super polite dragon.
We had ice cream cones delivered the next night too.
But this time they were delivered by squirrels, we counted sixty-two.
We are either being educated
Or teaching
We are either being sought after
Or seeking
We are either engaged in a race
Or walking
We are either being attentive
Or talking
We are either intrigued by a rescue
Or being delivered
We are either exercising our consciousness
Or being chased by our whispers
We are either making use of our options
Or being victims of our circumstances
We are either being guardians of each opportunity
Or being inspired by second chances
Flavor, he tasted flavor
sorely, she savored
his calling flavored savored and delivered
heartbeats unified
eyes collide
eyes collide
Embracing strides as they walk side by side
In lovingly
such as married, embracing hearts, souls impart(ing)
Father God has joined them up
Purposed for his glorious, righteousness
Savored, she embraced his heart so
Savored, surely she's in favored of his
Covering God has instilled in him, in them
A worship a covering a light that shines beyond, beyond
eyes collide, embracing strides
As they walk side by side in lovingly
Souls so married as purposed and God allows
Embracing hearts, souls impart
Father God has joined them up
Purposed for His Glorious, righteousness we are bound
we are found
they are found
Flavored savored and delivered
3/31/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
Quote: “Lenses grant vision, perspectives determine what we see.” Poet
As faith confirmers, glorious, color-chorused rainbows caress.
Brilliant beauty as fresh delivered through Heaven’s gate,
brightens human hopes, uplifting faith to further radiate.
Sensations sparkling gloriously bright as any God made jewel
grants elation promises that soothe any doubts man may mutter.
For many, rainbows are a visual grabber, seeing faith further congealed.
Those lacking even faith’s shadow, view rain as the subject matter.
The affection of my mother,
a solemn silence of apathy and burning,
the affection that assisted my inevitable yearning,
yearning for fondness, empathy, passion and love,
a cemented wish from the fumes above,
the fumes which escaped from my annual candle,
the vehemence too disconsolate for a young girl to handle,
the solemn silence remains a verifiable memory,
embossed into my soul as if an accessory,
the annual candle, the wish aforementioned,
the yearning, the exigency for a mothers affection.
Giant hawk snatched me up
Flew me across the cornfield
I wriggled violently, fighting her talons
Expected to fall into a soft hay mow
We passed dozens of them
I was shocked that her talons had such a grip
She held me for twenty or thirty minutes
I tried jiggling, wiggling
She did not release me
I admired her tenacity
She delivered me to her baby hawks
We were high above the horizon
As soon as she left, I crept away
Angry that she had ripped into my shoulder with her beak
To give them a start.
Be kind and considerate without getting anger
Use soft words, but be firm in your decision
Due to your calmness, you turn then stronger
This helps you surely excel in your mission
Because of your manners, you lose no longer
Success and money come to your possession
Choose words wisely and deliver them properly
Use not words that show that you are disorderly
Produce for all peace by behaving not poorly
He who avoids a fight ever has the upper hand
As he insults none, but drives clearly the point
Feelings of others, he does kindly understand
As a result none he will in life badly disappoint
On troubles, he will never at all just wrongly land
As wit and wisdom, he does very shrewdly appoint.
See what to do next to rectify
Don't brood over past losses
Wisely prevent them via wisdom
This is the way to gain success
Surely there will be a fine way
To enable you to end all failures
Once you detect that way to solve
Your happiness is firmly insured
Take into account every advice
But, before implementing them
Use your brain and heart fully
A remedy will then come out
People are eager to give advice
But, it is left to us to take it
We must never lose our peace
By landing into a huge trouble
If we develop an analytical mind
We can take adequate steps rightly
And grab the solution skillfully
To enable us to lead a happy life
Prayer is surely a powerful force
That may equip our mind strongly
If we shrewdly take its support
We can face any hurdle boldly
Efforts and prayer are two oars
By using which we can handle tears
Our bliss is in our possession only
Be aware of it and lead life nicely.
Bye
You said you’d wait for ever
But your forever means 4 days
I really need to tell myself
You’ll never change your ways
Life is to short though lou
Is what you always say
But why does it feel like
I keep reliving this day
Round and round in circles
Something has to give
This ain’t the way I planned it
Ain’t the way I wanna live
I handed you the Scissors
But you made the final cut
this was all your decision
Good bye you ing ****
Signed sealed delivered
My life
My heart
My honour
My light
My cares
My mind
My thoughts
My lies
My truth
My pride
My dreams
My reasons
My history
My fears
My fight
My darkness
My feelings
My home
My hopes
My soul
My future
My money
My time
Combined
I box, I seal, I wrap, I tie.
I give to you my wife.
God, you see all my affliction
I cry out for you to deliver
one such as I remember your law
you are the one the constant giver
I request for your redemption
plead for me at the great throne
for in your promise, there is life
be faithful so leave me not alone
The unrepentant reject your salvation
having no thought nor any desire
but you are a God of great mercy
who is always a constant fire
My persecutors are full and many
your testimony they so much hate
in disgust, I look at the faithless
but I won't leave your word to their state
I ponder much upon your every line
your love of steadfastness is so sure
the word of God is full of your truth
for every part will surely endure
(This is my " Psalm 119 project" which I began to write a couple of years ago, so this is the twentieth poem of twenty-two poems I've written over that time to cover all of Psalm 119.)
on the window sill
sits a blown, delicate leaf
message delivered
Heidi Sands
3/19/21
COVID-19, like a snare
A hidden trap
Which catches its prey
Each and every way
COVID-19, like a wildfire
Consumes in every way
Spreads quickly every day
Dry and woody land
Furiously spreading like sand
COVID-19, a disaster it stands
A natural catastrophe inland
Causes great damage
As it goes
COVID-19, virulent
Extreme severe
Harmful in its effects
Bitterly hostile to the touch
Hard to describe
COVID-19, viciously
Deliberately cruel
Unable to control or endure
But God, deliverer uncovered its snare
If you dare to have courage
to trust His care
COVID-19, broken from its cover
Delivered from its snare
The touch it spreads
God’s Love its care
You can’t go over
You can’t go around
You can’t go under
You just have to go through
a deliverer its cure
God said, Listen!
I stand at your door knocking
If you hear My voice
And opens the door
I will come in
And dine with you
The deliverer of this disaster
Delivered from its snare.
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