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Take heed
I can give you what you need
I have a message
What would it take to help you understand
I am always in command
Flash of lightning and Thunder
My roar is loud and clear
Earth, you need to always pray
My voice rings out in the relay
Don’t be alarmed
My aim is not to harm
But all to embrace and be enriched
I am the preserver
I can guide and show you the way
I just need all to be sincere
Have no worry nor fear
You are protected
Never rejected
Strength comes from Heaven
Firm Foundation
Faith is the key
Whispers and friendly breezes
Open your ears and eyes
Heaven is always wise
Earth needs to realize
The blessing is the surprise
Heed to Almighty Biblical words
Strong reminder
Heaven is for all to enter
I will call again
Be prayed up until then.
Freedom, a precious gift to receive
A joy of life to truly believe
Our chance to look up at the stars
And know our Creator, near and far
A way to give our pain and burden to our Father
A way to move our body, feet, and dance
Unlock the chains that bind us tight
And lock the gates of the enemy in flight
Experience God’s best in our lives
Bless others, reverse cursed words
Mix the promises of God with our prayers
Let the blood of Jesus cleanse us, be our defense
To know and experience God in a new way
To be warned by heaven of future events
Choose the narrow path called life eternal
Live the true freedom purchased by Jesus divine!
Thank you for just being thank you, thank God for His creating you. You, I feel that you serve the Lord bountifully and so beautifully you do Him, and you're being shown your honey out of the Rock; I love your praise. I love you worship,p I love you, you, honesty I love your Spiritual Tongue worship praise you're more than okay you are worthy my heart always cries out to God for more blessing for you and your family you are a support, and King David says the sweetest nectar call as thee God of heaven has produced Don't be ever sad if you do I'll lift you up Don't Cry tears if you do I'll Dry them off, and I'll cry too but yet call wipe yours off don't you ever be ashamed of your praise just solid your Praises Are ginuwine I am so glad that I know this God's Daughter I love your heart your mind your spirit your soul all of you You are a blessed woman of God keep holding on your blessings further going to come in Jesus name Amen
5/29/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2022©
HEAVEN WHISPERS HER NAME
My days of the past
Comes to fore at last
Fulfilling desires of the heart?
The start of a known new path
Promise to keep a gem
I'll make her my emblem.
My Wisdom Sesay seasoning;
Skin glistering, voice blistering,
While I'm listening,
Whistling to the sound jingling.
Your whole thought's underneath my heart
And just like that...
We are gloriously gone,
Media world will be stun.
A journey into ourselves is on,
Voracious Voluminous appetites,
Overtly Overfeeding tonight,
Heaven whispers in my ears, thrice,
Flashing Genesis 24:15 in my eyes,
Visions sporadically visionize my Rebekah,
Televise my movie, pictures so spectacular,
Heavens whispers in my ears - Wizzy
Then my breathing becomes pacy
Though the weak night gets lazy
But reality I am facing,
My heartbeat sporadically racing,
The happiness of artificial waves,
Numb and insane in my dark caves,
Replaced by the green lights...
That bade me come over to new height,
Together in quickening of release
To leave this weary heart to easeful peace.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright© 2017.
Rewritten: 2020.
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Take me for away
I'm at end of my way,
that started from birth
on mother Earth !
Now almost at point of death :
Waiting for my last breath.
Now to venture far away
Show me light, I pray.
Left my happiness
Future is hopeless.
Left my pain and sorrow
After Life is waiting for tomorrow
Yes , I know I'm going far away
very soon, no more delay
On Earth seen heaven and hell
Now to respond on last bell
No scope to turn back
I'm bound to follow my pre-scheduled track.
Senses are choked
floating in unconscious waves
getting entry to after life phase
to explore an unknown zone.
Freewill is a right, we all should be allowed to have our rights.
Right to move about, and live without fear or doubts.
Some say its love, but true love is like a warm blanket that feels, soft and gives comfort, making us feel so glowing through our life.
Some just want control, and to make you wear chains.
Chains of fake love, that make you go insane.
True love is like a river flowing free, making your mind feel at ease.
Loves that care, are always near, they stay through the storms, and give love abundantly.
Control and love, are a mix, because yes we want our loves to be safe, but also don’t want them to die with our need to dominate.
Love is a balance, of many things, like our emotions we need to keep under check, not to high or low, because like the temperature of tea, we don’t want it to burn and cause a scar.
Loves with true intent, are always clear, they work to find the perfect mix.
Some loves, are never going to make it clear, they only want to cause you fear.
Fear of life, fear of death, making it hard for you to see things clear.
Making you feel like you are in a fog, a fog of love that keeps you forever living in a nightmare.
So, let’s move forward with some care, and try to have love and patience with our loves that we care so much about.
Don’t try to scare them with threats, to take them to a place with no light, to make them yours forever with no rights.
True love, will always work to make you feel love in your heart, they will sit with you through all the storms in life.
True love is kind and is gentle, like the feeling of a loving hug, it is never cruel or makes you feel like you need to run for the hill.
Lifting prays for all our loves, that they will be thoughtful and kind through all of life’s storms.
Thank you God, for all your strength on our path home to heaven and our place, may we follow the path of love.
Nothing but the pearly gates
Nothing but the pearly gates;
Nothing but the pearly gates;
Shall allow me in;
Jesus has the key;
I rise, I’ll rise
And fly up into
And rise I will do
And fly up onto the gates of heaven…
No nothing no one gonna bring me down;
A new found freedom I am;
Saved by mercy’s grace;
I am being up lifted
And I rise, I’ll rise
And fly up into
And rise I will do
And fly up onto the gates of heaven…
I’ve got a crown to git;
I’ve got a crown to git;
I’ve got a crown to git, pray fully it’ll fit;
I’ve got something I want to give;
Praises to you Lord God Our King;
My life, my soul, my body mind heart is all yours, LORD;
Nothing gonna stop me now;
NO nothing, no one gonna bring me down
I got a crown to git right now;
2/5/10
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2010, 2019©
Arranged music by Innocent Nikiema
From “Know, I am Not Innocent His Music” demo
“One of these days I'm gonna fly”
When time stands still, His love saves me
“gonna see a million faces”
Blessed by the One who made me free
Don’t let go of the hand He gives,
“One of these days I'm gonna fly”
“One of these days I'm gonna ride”
Someday, I’ll know the when and why.
“I’m gonna walk the streets of gold”
When He comes, I’ll know real love
“One of these days I'm gonna fly”
He’s the light sent from God above.
“There’s No more pain and no more grief”
In the end, I’ll move through the sky
Ever alive, because He’s mine!
“One of these days I'm gonna fly”
One Of These Days, Song by FFH
Creativity frightens the socks off my relatives
Art? Why would you waste your time?
Paychecks must be involved if something is of value.
They are missing the essence of life, if you ask me.
Under no circumstances will I try to convince them otherwise.
Reality is that I refuse to acknowledge any reality except my own.
Enthusiasm oozes out of me, for my confidence cannot be compromised.
True I love them, but I am thrilled I cannot be them.
Heaven is giving me ideas so fast, I can barely paint them up.
Effortlessly I toss down six paintings, or six poem, due to passion.
Excitement abounds when I follow my heart, my essence.
So many never experience life at all, I wish I could show them how.
Smothering me was an option, but my parents did not dare.
Even now I laugh at how they tried to conquer me a bit.
Needless to say, I am living my essence in spite of the others.
Creativity terrifies them, for they believe it to be a waste of time.
Every relative I know fears me, which makes me laugh.