At or behalf of my behest
But not for a 1 single second
Do I ever start or begin to believe
I am in charge or running this show
I say or wish to impart these things
That I lived through or happened
Or occurred to me here on this today
I share without honestly a glimmer of hope
Should I shouldn't I
If I truly knew the answer to that
Surely then i wouldn't question why
All as I like as you
Do and follow the signs of our intuition
That we believe and think
Will do us and lead us into no harm
The final outcome or destination
On the other hand
Is no more in but out out of our hands
And no amount of planning
Over or calculated thinking
In the end will change the outcome
As it is no more up to you
As it is up to me
What will surely and is about bound to happen
Everything and everything in regards
To this so called life
Personally I think is going to happen
Whether or not we like it or not
All we are left with in the end
Is hoping it happens to someone else
If it is bad
And hoping it happens to us
If it is good
Are you an angel from heaven
Or an object of my obsession
I don’t know
Are you the woman I can find
Or are you a phantom that haunts my mind
I don’t know
Was I your prince on the qui vive
Or was a fool playing make believe
I don’t know
Do you have someone else to see
And do you even remember me
I don’t know
I dithered , dathered circumspect
Picked up winded said mantle clock
Winded yes , but yet did not set the
time correct
For i was myself beside ,
disconnected still stuck up
caught up
Fretting festering over the
ensuing arguments and pending
postmortem
Am i in shock
Should i be in the dock
Should i be called as both
witness for the prosecution
and defense
And do i should i have a case to answer for
Crimes both present my conscious
cohesion thought bought and paid
for future proofed
Aloof and soley based on half truths
and recriminations
With social D.N.A thrown into the
mix for good measures
Always a pleasure never a chore
unti all we are left with and know
Is even if or when a clock is
winded up
Unless it's time is set correct
It's use and job is deemed
redundant pointless
Reduced to merely ornamental
circumspect evidence
In the trial of the century
HELP ME LORD GOD I DON’T KNOW- -
Lord as I raise my hands this day;
As I open up my mouth as to pray;
Father
I don’t know?
HELP ME LORD GOD I DON’T KNOW
I pray for the people
Lord
I say will you keep them
So
I don’t know?
HELP ME LORD GOD I DON’T KNOW
Lord I have pains
And I have plans
But all my stands;
Are in your hands;
And as I call out your name;
I don’t know?
HELP ME LORD GOD I DON’T KNOW
And I feel so ashamed, that I won’t be able to shine;
That I won’t be able to free my mine
Of all the doubts
Of all the shames
Of all the drowns
My mind is heated up
I’ve lost my loving heart
I need you I need you much…
If I am a sinner
How can I pray for others?
If I myself needs salvation for my soul;
HELP ME LORD GOD I DON’T KNOW
Help Lord,
Help me God..
Hello
I don’t know?
3/25/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
Negativity and uncertainty are not in
My vocabulary I only see positively
I am almost certain that I cannot write
About uncertainty or negativity
But on the other hand I do feel negatively
About this poetry and uncertain if it will win
And the voice inside my head tells me
If I do not enter this contest I certainly will not win
So what shall I do enter and not win or
Not enter and not win I have no clue what to do.
Contest name: Plucking The Poisonous Parrot
Sponsored by: Maureen McGreavy
Date of Poem: 01/18/2019
This is how we keep it
Our own exIusive members club
Quid pro Quo
You scratch my back I scratch yours
Wink wink nudge nudge
Said the contestant to the judge
Know what I mean
You place I place
Same old faces
Trading places
With no more spaces left to aplly
Sorry we are Full
If you know what I mean
I don't know what to do
Or even to whom I can turn
its been so long since Ive heard from you
I have done nothing but cry and cry
until all my eyes do is burn
I don't know where you could be
or even if you are okay
you just up and disappeared from me
not even a goodbye did you say
again all i have from this is a broken heart and broken promises
why cant you just man up Jake
and tell me finally what you really want
i don't know how much more my heart can take
when all its your voice and everything about you i miss
and my memories you continue to haunt
ive loved you so unconditionally
never asking you for more than you could give
why cant you be as straightforward like me
either be with me or let me go so i can try to move on with whatever life left to live
i dont know the short cut to get to my old poems
we cease to grow once we
finish the structured education
the only thing you do then
is to accumulate wealth
and spoil your children
by instilling the value
of accumulation
so what
if I don't know
what would you
expect me to show
my fears unbounded
my life in the dredges
know my life
from the edges
and so I walked on
carrying ability
singing a song
they say inspiration is born from love
from the beauty around you
from the things you wish to have
the changes you wish to make
And the places you wish to go
that is truth
but deep inspiration
carrying weight and so many secrets
shielded by alliterations and metaphors
wrapped like an onion bulb
with so many and layers arranged atop each other
is born from pain
pain so deep, it requires an outlet
something to hold on to
a way to release
because it threatens to consume
I don't know
I do not know which land you are from,
or what your country is either.
I do not know your story;
Your skin color or your religion
but you are no stranger to me.
Your fit my shoulder
and the rhythm of our hearts is the same
I don't know your name, feeling and sensibility
But I remember you always
When I walk in the rain
When it snows
When the night comes with its darkness
And everywhere is covered with misery
I know you without fame, name and personality
I can imagine your face in my dreams
And see the lines on your forehead
And understood your experience
I can feel the smell of enjoyment when you are
In company with beauty and happiness
I don't know your name, but I know
you can make me perfect
because you fit my shoulder
and the rhythm of our hearts is the same.
Type a message...
Just because I don't say, don't think I don't know what you're on ok...
Just think of it this way, I'm letting you have it you're way,
cuz tomorrow is my day, with much love on this day,
like a parade equivilant to a stampede on this day.
because i love you and you hate me,
WHY???
That is the question
This relates to ALL REAL people in the world.
If you take a deep look...
Desperately trying to discard all of who I was but,
I have no clue who I am, my thoughts are clashing,
memories replay but I cant tell how to perceive them,
what am I supposed to do, did I do what was best- no.
I don't know. If I did what was right, why am I here crying,
questioning fruitlessly, the plant seems to be poisoned,
each branch withers away but forever remains till taken.
Tears drop as thoughts morph into code- what do I do?
They say God created
all beautiful
creature,
then I doubt, who
created you??
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