Long Foreverness Poems
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Mankind generates the utmost malevolent deeds
Sustaining corruption and ignoring those in need
Beholding a mirror, peering at the countenance
Dereliction of the conscious is an annoyance
As the darkness envelops callusing hearts and eyes
Even when I’m afraid, I’m gonna let it shine,
Even when I’m afraid, I’m gonna let it shine,
Even when I’m afraid, I’m gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Anchoring in the abyss, the soul harbors the lies
Encompass, the globe has needless suffering affairs
Ego-centrist administer by promoting fears
There are continental fractures and accretive walls
And the preservation for evil: disputes and brawls
Even when I’m afraid, I’m gonna let it shine,
Even when I’m afraid, I’m gonna let it shine,
Even when I’m afraid, I’m gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Turmoil weeping floods befalling for their lost loved dears
Infinitude canyon murals eroded though tears
Cradling the bodies of sands before they disappear
elixir to cure this palindormia fever?
Palimpsest bitterness with seeds of pure forgiveness
Family; fathers and mothers, sisters and brothers
Foreverness, us, the sun’s arc, are rare tones and colors
Even when I’m afraid, I’m gonna let it shine,
Even when I’m afraid, I’m gonna let it shine,
Even when I’m afraid, I’m gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
All through the night, I'm gonna let it shine,
All through the night, I'm gonna let it shine,
All through the night, I'm gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Everywhere I go, I'm gonna let it shine,
Everywhere I go, I'm gonna let it shine,
Everywhere I go, I'm gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Stories breath light on my spirit,
Silence the melancholy, reveal the gentle
Listen to the voice of a grace that clings to me,
From the One who sings shelter through His everlasting love.
Images sing beautiful to my soul,
Releasing the music – stars out of control,
Promising joy, peace and so much more,
From the One who lasts forever, a melody God exposes.
Messages rising from the winds,
Fulfilling hearts, tempting the fears,
With love more beautiful than I can imagine,
From the One who gave each soul the chance to overcome.
Songs of grace paint the twilight,
With encouragement and assurance,
A place to always know the meaning of life,
From the One who colors the spirit in foreverness, fulfillment.
Poetry stirs the moments, with fire,
Sent to those who believe, and desire,
Wonder than can’t be revealed without love
From the One who answers our prayers with His goodness…
The One who seeks and finds,
Shadows the life with His smile,
Frees the sinner and makes it all right,
Because, with Him, there is a joy that abides throughout life…
With Him, there is something more than I can write,
There is love that defies all the heart’s greatest urge,
There is love that is greater than I can hope to depict.
With Jesus, there is the wonder than comes from real faith.
With Jesus, there is love that overcomes every doubt.
With Him, there is something more than words can relate.
With Him, there is a joy that the soul can’t portray.
With Him, there is love that can’t possibly express –
The song in the soul,
The gentle in the heart,
The love that is never dark,
The love that is like a brilliant light… glistening so the world can see….
The joy that lives inside you and me… because we agree…
Jesus Christ is KING!
Can one dwell in an pissattude of nothingness and pay foreward a coporeal difference? Can life/lovelessness resemble any human entity that leads to something/foreverness? Abuse X Hate + Control Through Fear- Altruism and Empathy = last place in a love relationship.
Am I linked in between the two as a nonsequitur being?
Will I ever discover a universal endeavority as it is written for me?
What is the scope of my meaning in this existance, mine or otherwise?
Does it matter I am here? What I do? Who I know/say/feel?
Is my element of predication upon others a matter of their absent evolution?
Will they evolve for better or for worse because of my interventions?
Are you better off for knowing/not knowing me?
What is the point of my presence in this place, on this planet?
Why am I here? Whay was I born? What's the POINT??
Do I matter? To whom? Should I live, die, go away?
What am I supposed to be doing? Now, later, tomorrow, infinity?
Am I an integral part of the universe, or just an uninteresting static blip on a screen, old broadcast news, empty can of soup, stale bread-ceacker crumbs.
of an uneverlasting life? A biological *****?
Should I, anyone, even be thinking on this universal "God" persuasive level, this plane? No trespassing signs abound us, here in the slums of being human.
Someone let me know if there is a summative/cummulative plan, point of view
that speaks to a legitimate credibility to/fro these questions offered.
I tend to dwell in somewhat momentary constant doubt of everything that sets us up for an inter/after temporal fuge positve/negative graded social existance with poweredpleasanttithecrossyourheartkneelamenpotentials and forever
guided spiritual linguistic experiential enemas with all things inner/eternal. Tickets please?
Long lasting Cinderella
happiness.
The truth ending in the
never of a foreverness.
Trapped I am.
Stuck in the web,
snared by the lines of
Cain Co.
Venomous spider.
Narrow becomes wider.
What you sell.
I sold.
Can you tell.
I fell.
Thinking of less.
Something else.
My trick.
One fix.
Without Jane.
There is nothing which
sells.
I walk inside the
darkend alley.
My mind is divided.
Defied to be alone.
I have to be taught a
lesson.
Less for a least.
I am someones son.
I am someones father.
With tears bleeding
inside my eyes.
I scream.
The name of my
daughter.
What happened to me.
Where have I gone with
wrong.
The demons are in
control.
I have finally lost the
trust.
I have for my brain.
The hate I carry.
Cannot be explained.
I have to fight back.
Can I withstand the
constant attack.
When I stare into the
mirror.
I see the blistering.
Displayed by my lips.
I see the shaking.
I am losing my grip.
The frame is cracked.
The glass is on fire.
I am burned.
Down to the ground.
If you ever knock on
this door.
You were warned.
When you hear my
blood drip on the floor.
That is not the sound
which echoes.
Where angels are found.
My glistening diamond you are
To be my love eternal I will count
Every heart beat that you sent
To me my beloved you have touched
Me in every way imagined and you
Sooth me every time your kisses
Bring me optimum pleasure
IMMEASURABLE you send me to
Heights I have never known. Don't
Ever be bashful with me my flower
You always give me what I need you
Eternally satisfy me our intimacy flows
Without explanation this intimacy
Fondness of affections i know that you
Are for lifetimes devoted to me
As I am to you my beloved you
Have infected me with your loving
Affliction.
The page has turned page 9 is
Confirmed
Fondness pleasures and foreverness
And endlessness of caressing
Slow and warm touches to make
Me moan miserably all of you is
Incomparable to anything I have
Ever known my belove dear, you are
To me in tenderness and specialty
My one and always only
I need you more each day I must
Thoroughly confess you are my
Addiction i need you without
Reprieve my lovely angel my
Belove the sun rises and sets
On you I can not ever desire you
Enough when you whisper my name
Perfect ecstasy melts me
My love
My love
MY BELOVED you are ....
fondness excellency forever
In a day Eternally yours
(To one’s Birthplace)
In the glory of the morning
just to see the sunrise
take the place of the moon,
at this time I love the best
this memory this place truly blest.
Through the ages one had not forgotten
blue skies some that turned to grey,
knowing one day we’ll meet again
in this land that holds no sway.
Yes indeed I need to walk again
within the balmy moor,
meet my reflection from the past
sense once more locked away happiness.
Hear the dawn chorus of the song thrush
a rendition of a morning tide trill,
that seemed to say
‘forever I love you’.
Visit the old cottage in the dale
where one’s sensibility sweeps,
like the spring clean broom
upon a naive childhood.
Relive the chasteness
of dandelion seeds floating
in the warmth of dancing light,
spreading the message of rebirth.
Walk amidst the mist that mingled in ceremony
a subdued veil upon conformity,
stumble across sinews of dewy tears
glistening within verdancy.
Endure the reverberation
of rhythmic waters
over moss riddled rocks
beneath the old stone railway bridge.
Meander again upon the hillsides
where meadows collide in dishevelled jade
and one’s over indulgence
of ‘Pure Nostalgia’
cements a portrait of foreverness!
© Harry J Horsman 2010
Love’s Ghost Town Remembers
Isolated yesterdays
Feeding off arid dust,
While ancient choruses of tumbleweed
Keep passion’s past perpetually moving.
Wind blown footprints weave gracefully through
Structures of emotion’s main street,
Where milestones once fresh of adorned colors
Appear mirage-like,
Even as its essence remains alive.
Questioned of age,
Experience remains confident of purpose,
Defying rejection,
Lifting its rolling history
Above and over obstacles,
Willing to chance its foreverness at any cost.
Such are one’s dreams tempting wakefulness,
Cautiously holding steady
Behind shuttered windows of slumber,
Awaiting the sun’s rise each morning,
Eyes opening with anticipation,
Lifting one, then two eyelids of daring,
Inviting rays of light to sift through yesterday’s shadowed confinement,
Encouraging a rigid mind to embrace smiles once again,
Invite love’s enigma,
Permit it to fortify
The chance of rediscovery.
For…
Even as another day rushes forward to fade,
One’s ghost town of love
Wants only to raise yesterday’s shadows toward the light,
Desiring to be haloed in the dust,
To coalesce with love’s sunset
And make ready the gamble…
Once again.
IT STARTS WITH MY HEART
It starts with my heart
If should we ever start
Start sharing jour love
Start caring for each other
Love your heart
Love yourself
Heart do collides
Heart do decide
Collides into space
Collides while in grace
Space subjected in time
Space wraps then unwind
Time to come closer
Time to be found
Closer we come to each other
Closer we have become
Other than life
Other than us
Life has been good to us
Life has always been as such
Us together forever
Us together always darling
Forever always together
Forever always in love my darling
Together always and forever
Together I am in love
Forever love you so
So come to me
So in liberty
Liberty granted
Liberty out standing
Standing in this loveliness
Standing in owe God's promises
Promises of foreverness
Promises in wedded bliss
Bliss in the morning time
Bliss all ready found
Found in my heart
Found to start
Start my mind to rise
Start my soul to fly
Fly away spirit soars
Fly away soul toward God
God come more into me
God show me love
Love me ever so honestly
Honestly I adore thee
Honestly I love more than a lot
It starts with my heart
10/12/17
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Far away
Portray, many
Serine shadows
Blossoming and dancing
A watery romance
And before your eyes
Stretches an ocean buffet
That cries, and wails
In an unknown place
Lies water so clear
You can almost see your face
Coral riffs with vivid colored fish
Stroking by
Transcending their way
Content to sway
With the bends and bows
That sea grass brushes away
To the rhythms
Of the tide wide and abundant
Sea urchin’s feeding on hot pink
Coral
It’s as if God painted them a mural
Turquoise waters sigh foreverness
As the fish swim in together
Electric ells popping out of their hollows
As a passing blowfish happily swallows
Creatures of unimaginable shapes
Divide and hatch in a splendor of beauty
Drawn up on the land
Shells garnish the sands
Arching seagulls clattering in flight
Consuming bits and pieces
Here and there
You can hear
The
Crashing tides with a misty wash
Crawl up onto a posh
Seaside, ambition
the remoteness of our lives
leaves us vulnerable to beleaguered
domestico-socio lies from out past.
free spirit offspring suffer the outrageous
slings and arrows of parental misfortunes.
our love questioned existence rehearsed
weighs them down from once of constant
smiles, to frightened, forlorn, frivolous frowns.
we bathe them in our born-again baggage,
murdering their true inter-be spirit to
frenzied, postmortem parental put downs.
will we ever lean their presence is one
of holy matrimony to be-ness, to want, to plan
to have and to hold in foreverness?
Not of stupid, misguided sexual folly,
torturing them with outdated, misguided meanness?
Let us live, love, trust as they grow.
If the meek shall inherit this Earth, they
will learn to replicate our lost, latent legacies.
oneness to none-noneness to one
And the beaten go on to adultress ruin.
Behold----------another child is born.