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It’s fun to stop breathing.
I hope it’ll happen.
If I could only gather enough courage
to slash my wrists and dreams
in a bloody mess,
nobody would miss me or my writing
for too long. Never mind.
They’d find me, and keep me rooted to soil,
to the impostor that is love
and the world that spits in my face.
There’s only one way to die.
One way that would justify death,
not exhaust-breathing, nor jumping, nor cutting.
I wonder if I could just get a gun
and play Russian roulette with myself,
spinning the barrel over and over again,
shooting, shooting, shooting, never sure
when Death will come and take me away.
The rumors say he’s a hard, cold man
But I believe him soft and kind.
Love is a bastard.
As is friendship.
All either of them do is coax you into something,
learn all of your secrets,
and then dunk you into the mud, kick you around,
and leave you, their wicked faces smiling.
Which is why I never trusted them.
I never knew why every foolish person,
sails and oars cast overboard,
went such long distances for them.
Some books I’ve never read and never will.
Long, boring, winding stories,
all based on the same Shakespearean play.
I never understood why everything
cascaded down as it did. Romantics,
I now know, and money.
Money, the green thief of society!
How every man adores and dotes on thee!
How every man creates their shrine on the world
Built and destroyed by thee!
Leaving lets you avoid emotion.
I lie in bed alone and dream
of jumping on the first train to Russia
– because nobody wants to be in Russia nowadays –,
of waiting for the world to crash down behind me
as I plaster a two-fingered L to my forehead
and stick my tongue out at everything dying,
including myself, sooner or later.
I live only for one thing.
I live only to write.
The lessons I’ve learned in life:
She married him for his money.
Everything’s perfectly fine with me.
Masks cover feelings.
Not all was meant to be.
My parents think they love.
It’s fun to stop breathing.
There’s only one way to die.
Love is a bastard.
Some books I’ve never read and never will.
Leaving lets you avoid emotion.
I live only to write.
The pen lives on.
(2-14-17)
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The sick elephant, perished at sunset!
Headline news, tears, anger, outrage and scorn.
A worldwide sadness, her baby just born!
Monies were collected, protests in the streets.
Medallions with her picture worn,ah, hearts so torn!
~~
A kitten walks the street alone, we save her!
We scream, "Where is humanity's soft heart?"
Organizations formed then, for feral cats.
We pour huge funds into shelters at once.
But whay of the unborn human, about to be
killed?
Sleeping, softly in their mother's warm womb?
Little fingers, sweet little toes, about to die?
Our hearts, souls, eyes, do we in denial close.
Millions upon millions, will indeed today, die.
Never to see sun, moon, stars or bluest sky.
Taken by methods too cruel to speak.
Angel babies killed in abortion mills.
The world weeps not a tear for human loss, still!
For the unborn, all, yes I will take a stand.
In a world that adores trees more than the
family of man.
A ghoulish thought, human life surrendered.
A baby is not a bad tooth to remove by any
Governments monies, freely tendered.
Sing not to me, that you love humanity!
Nor of world peace, when our own kind we kill.
Yes, aware man wants to this world control.
This world is not yours, it belongs to God.
What good, this verse, in a so very cold world?
Why! So you dare use fetal cells,I ask why?
To use them in a vaccine, you drool for?
Their cells floating in your selfish bloodstream?
We pen about the evils of truly great men?
We hum and talk to Muses, how very!!
We buried God, we loathe free nations.
Globalism only, downing, all the rest.
Then wonder, why all the worldly unrest?
Laughing our lives away, a great escape?
Reality, no, never on our plates!
Good, unborn people destroyed,oh how we do cheer.
Unethical, political thieves and snakes we adore.
As we quill, on God's sunny shores.
1/22/2021
~3~
National Sanctity of Life Day
January 22, 2021
President Donald J Trump
Thank You!
This day to respect the unborn~
Cancelled by the current resident
of The White House on Day One.
So be it!
He chose me
As He looked down from the cross
He chose me – to live for Him
He chose me
From Calvary’s hill
To give back to Him
A heart who adores
He chose me
As light for this world
Shining like the stars
Whispering of forgiveness
He chose me
Breathed love through my soul
As He rose from the tomb
On that wonderful morning
He chose me
To lift my face from fear
Feeling the serenity of hope
That faith brings deep within
He chose me
To share His heavenly home
Without any doubt
There is a day He’s returning
He chose me
To go through this life
With His hand to hold me
And guide me through strife
He chose me
To listen to His word
With the assurance
That He will bring me home
He chose me
To meet Him on that day
When death rings it’s bell
And I’m off to meet Him
Face to face – through eternity
Praising Him who gave me
The light to guide
The hope to provide
The faith to know
His love is the answer
To every prayer I pray
I’m so thankful
He chose me!
John 15:16
“Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you, that ye should go and bring forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain: that whatsoever ye shall ask of the Father in my name, he may give it you.”
aikhtarani
kama nazar min ealaa alsalib
aikhtarani - li'aeish lah
aikhtarani
min tal aljuljitha
lnuetiah
qalb yaeshaq
aikhtarani
kanur lhdha alealam
mushriqat mithl alnujum
hms alaistighfar
aikhtarani
alhabu yatanafas min khilal ruwhiin
kama qam min alqabr
fi dhalik alsabah alrrayie
aikhtarani
lirafe wajhiin min alkhawf
alshueur bihudu' al'amal
hadha al'iiman yataeamaq fi alddakhil
aikhtarani
layusharik baytih alsamawii
bidun 'ayi shakin
hnak yawm yaeud
aikhtarani
'an tamura bihadhih alhaya
biadih liumsik bi
wawajahni khilal alfitna
aikhtarani
lilaistimae 'iilaa kalimatih
mae altaakid
'anah sawf yueiduni 'iilaa almanzil
aikhtarani
liliqayih fi dhalik alyawm
eindama yadiqu almawt fahu aljars
wa'ana dhahib lilqayih
wajhaan liwajh - eabr al'abadia
madh aldhy 'aetani
aldaw' litawjih
ealaa 'amali taqdim
al'iiman bialmaerifa
hubih hu aljawab
likuli salat 'asliin
'ana mumtan jiddaan
akhtarani!
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February 4, 2021
Loverboy staring out the window, the stars gleaming so prettily
The meadow's bathing in silver light of the moon; it is such a perfect night
Loverboy sighs at the darkness, candlelight dimming as the wind blows
The night of love is here with me. I have found the one to call my own.
Dear dear what is your wish, I shall give you the moon or the stars or the sun
I have known you since before I knew, that such a feeling can fill my heart
Loverboy looks at the sky he clasps his hands and bows his head
The night of desire is here with me, I shall ask her to be my love
Sweet sweet boy runs through the tallest grass, past the willow where he fell in love
Loverboy jumps over the little brook, where he met his friend and now his passion
Past the pine forest, loverboy flies, by the trees his love adores
Into the village, he skids and trips into others with their halfs under the skies of love.
Loverboy soars above the sky, conjuring a future where she becomes his, and he becomes hers
He dares not think of negative thoughts, deluded and delirious he imagines and dreams
Sweet boy turns a corner and two, colliding and pushing through the others who make him hope
One more corner, one more turn soon he'll be in his lover's arms
At the corner of his eye he sees a beaut, robes and ribbons fluttering softly in the wind
No doubt in his mind as fresh vanilla hits his nose, that his sweetheart is out in the night of love
But as the loverboy is about to run to her, he sees a man's hand entwined with hers
The way she looks at him and he looks at her, is the embodiment of the night of love
The loverboy stares- his love in love with another man
Slowly he turns his head to face away, he cannot bear the pain
He bows his head, dares not to look at the sky that gave him hope and filled his heart.
Through the village, past the pine forest,over the brook, past the willow he fell in love, he swims through the grassy field back to the window
Loverboy looks at the sky one more time, the brilliant stars look hazy and unrefined
One drop, two drops the tears well in his eyes, wets his cheeks and pools under his chin
Was I too late in making my feelings known? To whom shall I give the stars and moon?
Sweet boy closes his window unable to look, at the night of love and of desire
Something in your eyes
I can't make out what it is
Had a little Sun
Is it the rain drops
A blue skies
The spelling of your name
Add a little Stardust
Kiss again and again
The reason you cry a while
Birds from Heaven
Has taken your love goodbye arrear
A tear in the sky shed in sorrow
Let the Rain Fall miss you bring back the joys of yesterday's Tomorrow daunting on the rays of the sun blessing you Giving you another try at a little happiness
Oh, yes you're heaven blessed
Give a little love to that special guy
Add sea filled love of Hope field ship back home from nigh
Oceans which waters fell bulb flooding all in around
Unknown something by your smile tell me I am the one
Who made up of Trap by the wall of pain
As crystals of sparkling Beauty to your I held
My worldly shame
Had a little Stardust the reason you cry
A tear in your eye shed just sorrow
A white burst from Heaven has taken your love goodbye
A tear in the sky shed as sorrow leaves on branches turn
So gold and green bringing back joyful tomorrow's
Where you stand is a girl all alone
Whispering birds in a tree swing and Croons
Sounds so meaningful some may never know
Telling the world that you're my man that's how much
She had love you so somewhere Waters falls
A tear in your eyes shed your sorrow
How much she adores only she knows
You had a little Stardust the reason you cry
White burst from Heaven this has taken your love goodbye
A tear in the sky the spelling of your name
And that special magic kiss that's in you leave me so amazed Less emotions oh hold me love me with but one less reframe
Darling all I can do is cry something in your heart not the same
There must be a beating inside for me
Inside just vibrating making it impossible for you to see
I'm the man to death do us part
Yet still had a little Stardust the reason you cry
So heaven has taken your love goodbye
A tear in the sky shed in Sorrows
That special magic kiss that's in you leave me
With but one less emotion to beg and grovel
The desires please me with one less option
Because darling all I can do is cry while I'm being cautioned
Magical
A tear in your eyes shed your sorrow
8/7/74
Written words by James Edward Lee 1974, 2020
Thinking there was something going wrong,
It was situation of praise.
Something that couldn`t let black communities be on craze,
But emotionally, puts smile on the entire world face.
Urging and expanding the number of observers through unfailing phase.
On the street, I see passers who are all blacks,
They push heavy goods in their own cars.
Goods that are made out of faith.
That gives much thought of what motivations can enable their descendants create.
Though partiality have always been their fate,
Their concentration always pays them to be great.
They`ve proven the world wrong till date.
Making them that thought to be wise, now wish for a black man to be their mate.
But since yesterday is passed in haste,
Men wearing black skin have to tell them it`s late.
Because they refused to wait.
Black men live in happier days.
Decorated with perpetual age.
The aspiration which human effort can`t make.
It means a lot to tell about black genes.
Yes, in this walk with black skins.
Where we meet ourselves in fame and peace.
Black skin doesn`t show any sign of its carriers to be least.
Identifying the race of black indigenes,
Nature adores everything about black men in all regions.
Before us do we see billions of Africans and black indies,
Behind and beside us are enormous of ******* and carrebians.
Strong in their thinking faculty.
Beautiful in society.
Since black skin elaborates uniquely on beauty,
It’s really exponential concerning its potency.
Time after time, black skin is maintained in decency.
Who dares to replace the charming appearance of black skin with any bleaching colourant?
Very funny to everyone who knows about the consequence it brings.
How sad it is for they that choose to buy bleaching cream for reformat,
And to them who swallow bleaching substance as their main drinks.
I`m sorry, this can`t lay on your table a vitality dish,
This can`t provide for you the charming look of your wish.
At every point of time, the sun and the moon reveals how precious black skin protects the body from deadly infections and unfriendly weather conditions.
If black man stands in front of a mirror, the mirror opens its heart with a lively intention,
Only to praise the outstanding blink of black skin out of superimposed imagination.
In the darkness of the night,
with the beautiful stars above.
There's a lonesome Whippoorwill.
Calling out for his Dear love.
Crooning songs he sadly sings.
Wishing she comes back to him.
Memories of her by his side.
Pained his heart way deep inside.
Each night he wonders why?
She doesn't answer or replies!
Minutes turned into hours,
there's no response!
"Oh please Dear Love answer
me, just once!"
"Oh, where my Darling are you
tonight? I've been searching for
you day and night!"
His little heart can't take much
more! It is she who he adores.
Evenings drag on as he still
waits. Time will tell his coming
fate.
He called out one last time.
His last thoughts were of her,
on his mind.
While he looked for her. He did
not know. His precious love,
another Whippoorwill stole. His
precious love, another Whippoorwill
stole.
Sadly on that tragic day, from a
broken heart he passed away..
From a broken heart he passed
away.
There's a little nest that is tucked
away. Where his heartache ended,
and now he lays.
Later on his love returned. Saw
him laying still, and began to mourn!
Her cries were heard throughout
the night and in her grieving heart
he now resides.
Each day and night she sang to him,
and hoped to God, He was listening.
In the darkness of the night, she
breathed out one last sigh, and
forever closed her eyes.
She found herself on Angels wings,
and heard calls for her, singing.
She quickly flew to him in Love, to
start their new beginning.
If you listen closely and the night is still.
Up in the Heavens you can still hear,
the loving calls, of two Whippoorwills.
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I was born in the wrong era:
My heart longs for romance
My heart longs for love letters
And public declarations of love
My heart longs
My heart longs for chilvary
And a tip of the hat when I enter the room
My heart longs
My heart longs for doors to be opened
And flowers on my doorstep
My heart longs
My heart longs to be serenaded
And not to feel jaded and complacent
My heart longs for clarity
And confidence
My heart longs for a Bridgerton..
And Wuthering Heights kind of love
The kind where it’s unwavering.. uncontainable and where no one loves the other more
Where the love between two is shared and declared
My heart longs
My heart longs for those stories where our hearts beat as one
In unison, beat for beat
A love that cannot come undone
A love that is strong and complete
My heart longs
My heart longs for a love that holds a safe space
A love that knows no bounds or excuses
A love that knows each crease in my face
And dares to study each corner of my mind
A love that withstands the test of time
Shouts from the rooftops
And cannot believe that he is mine
And I am his
A love that reassures and adores
Every part of me I try to hide
A love that is transparent and kind
My heart longs for a love that’s difficult to find
A love where I can bare my all
And know that in his arms I can fall
A love that brings peace to the turbulent sea that is my heart
A love that will cross oceans and travels the seas.
A love that climbs mountains just to be close to me
My heart longs to be set free
To pour out all of the love contained within me
Without being left feeling empty
But rather a reciprocation
Of unlimited and unconditional love
A love that is deep rooted in an unmoving foundation
Of peace and respect
My heart longs for a love that does not need to be checked
A love that is easy and seamless
The hopeless romantic in me no longer tugs gently
But, screams for the loves described
My heart longs for a great love
A love that is inscribed
in the scriptures
A love where I am his rib
And he is my protector
My heart longs for the softest of loves
That allows the flowers in my garden to bloom whenever he is near
Consider this my prayer for the love
For which my heart longs…
A Mother's Day Poem
To my Aunt Betty
A Repost From 2022
You loved me and accepted
me, for who I am
Loving unconditional
I was your little lamb
And Auntie, though your
womb was closed
No baby born as you'd
once supposed
With the baby boomers
boom
No baby in your
nursery room
Yet truest love,
my Aunt to me
The sweetest gift
would ever be
Your gift of love for
each you knew
Oh Auntie,
your love
was so true
Though you're
lifted from this sphere
May angels
bout' you
Close and near
Whisper in your precious ear
BJ adores you Auntie dear
A whispered "Thank you!"
From this heart
Undying love cannot depart
May these words lift
up to say
Aunt Betty;
Happy Mother's Day
<3
Copyright © BJ Legros Kelley | Year Posted 2022
My love, have you finally found?
That my steps don't even touch the ground?
My head's always wrapped in fog,
And I'm caught singing to the dog?
It's all because you thrill me.
I chase you around with a crazy hunger,
And in some way feel decades younger,
I sleep smiling big, ear to ear,
My stories are all bouncing with cheer,
Yes, my dear, you thrill me.
You always seem to have on hand,
A seamless, perfect, fail-proof plan,
To launch me past the fat, full moon,
While keeping us in perfect tune,
With just one look, you thrill me.
Just when I regroup my head,
You throw me up onto our bed,
Each move you make so spot on right,
I'm higher than the highest kite,
I'm thrilled, simply thrilled.
I try, oh God you know I do,
To realize that you're mortal too,
But there is simply no disguise,
When you seduce me with those sexy eyes,
You are not from this earth. Not you.
What is this magic that you wield?
No need for any sword or shield,
Your lightning rod and bionic tongue,
Have got me completely good and spun,
Just flat thrilled. Yeah thrilled.
It's not just that hard, delicious bod,
It's not your attitude or your cocky nod,
It's you knowing you've got me wrapped,
I'm helpless, my powers completely zapped,
But mostly I'm just flat out thrilled.
It's not just the fire that you have begun,
It's the intelligent challenge, all the fun,
Of tangling with my male counterpart,
Being wrapped up in your loving heart,
That always seems to thrills me.
What must it be like to really know,
That someone you love adores you so,
That just your energy in my space,
Is enough to light up my whole face?
Plain thrilled.
Your essence is such pure, straight dope,
You charge me up, you give me hope,
Each day I wake up wrapped in you,
Is enough to ensure I'll soar on through,
Because my love, I'm thrilled with you.
Someday when you snarly expire,
And there comes an end to all your fire,
My world will stop spinning and stand still,
And I'll scream out for my ultimate thrill,
For nothing does it for me like you.
On your headstone it will say,
For all to read as plain as day,
The message that for sure must be,
Written down for all to see, simply,
"HE THRILLED ME!"