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My princess diddles on the shores of Brazil;
in clear, crude notes her lips curse in Portuguese;
her lewdness makes the earth and sun stand still--
what a tragedy if she were just a tease!
To gaze upon her rude face is what I don't miss;
to greet her with a vulgar, vile embrace
and kiss her sex would give her the greatest bliss--
the thought repels me and makes my heart race!
The distance between us, like a thick mist,
keeps us apart. But I by heaven swear
that someday we'll have our disgusting tryst
nevertheless in the same hemisphere.
And if she's not against waiting for me,
I'll do my best to diddle her by the sea!
I feel somber and distressed.
Life is unpredictable added with stress.
And yet, at times; daily life is monotonous.
Blithe indifference to anyones lewdness.
Feeling dysphoric laden with despair.
Trying to hang on; why should I care?
Dancing with intrusive thoughts of a permanent end.
Sinking in quicksand my mind slowly descends.
Really there is no rhyme; or no reason..
For my state of mind; of its own treason.
Fighting on the grounds of the "mental battlefield".
Dropping my guard; defenseless without my shield.
Taking another step in this muddle-headed land "mind".
Unexplainably made me feel somewhat repined.
Trapped in this existence and the next...
Why does this "reality" have to be so perplexed?
A troubled mind barters with trials and tribulations.
Always wondering aimlessly full of unanswered questions.
It will happen naturally to me: I will be lucky.
I'm supposed to be watching all mild night.
Multilingual worship and prayer plucky.
That seems to be harps and is a slashed sight.
We would be on obedient terms again tonight.
God overpowers us thus completely.
The sentiment inside us is still amply bright.
I'm exhausted and ready for resting, deeply.
And why are our lips so hesitant to kiss?
I`m sure your feelings and mine are tied.
Your blood always causes my cheeks to bliss.
We're heading straight for the lewdness vied.
Holding the other close will ensure our survival.
I expect a conspicuous person's eventual arrival.
Written: August 18, 2022
She strumpets all into the nights until
around her head the build-up's like fetid, gross cheese;
her lewdness makes the earth and sun stand still:
Lord! What miracle it'd be were she just a tease!
Her grinning face I loathe and never miss;
to greet her with a large and phallic pecker
delights her—but I swear to God on this:
that I felt then the extreme need to deck her
at the knowledge of her one-hundred lovers!?
Deceived by her (that wily Lolita!),
I curse then forswear her and flee for cover
vowing henceforth to shun that Medusa.
So with luck and some serendipity,
I abscond her wiles with no STD!
August 19 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Hosea 1-5
Key Verse – Hosea 2:23 And I will sow her unto me in the earth; and I will have mercy upon her that had not obtained mercy; and I will say to them which were not my people, Thou art my people; and they shall say, Thou art my God.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY GIVER OF MERCY
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your inspired Word
Thank You for saving my soul by the grace only You can afford
Along Your compassion that rescued me against hell’s eternal discord
Away from worldliness’ destruction and its fatal vanity sword.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your response to my pleading
Thank You for cleansing my sins by Your forgiveness, always attending
Along Your love hedging me with Your upholding
Away from lewdness’ filthiness and its defiling ending.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your mirth’s joyfulness
Thank You for bestowing my spirit with Your jewels of worthiness
Along Your light by Your comfort brings hopefulness
Away from deceit’s emptiness and its threat against faithfulness.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your sacrifice
Thank You for satisfying my heart with Your blessings which suffice
Along Your truth that always edifies
Away from lying and its folly-price Your wisdom defies.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your pardon for iniquity
Thank You for refining my virtues with Your holiness’ authority
Along Your Scriptures exposing Your supreme sovereignty
Away from backsliding and its worthless futility.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your caring judgment
Thank You for rebuking my unbelief with my shallow commitment
Along Your reproof, correcting my discontentment
Away from pride and its downfall’s sentiment.
Lord God, You are my Giver of mercy through Your kindness-filled dealing
Thank You for sanctifying my personhood from vanity-spoiling
Along Your righteousness toward divine healing
Away from transgression-oppression and its terrible grueling.
August 19, 2023
Small heart,
don't stop getting bigger...
beat gladly under my care;
small heart,
you have never been
without kindness...
even when you felt sad
and were set apart!
Small heart,
be still good and kind...
even if some may not like:
the equality you share in your glow,
and the sincerity you show
in each beat!
Small heart,
don't keep me from grieving;
small heart,
listen to the helpless children
who are stripped of their innocence:
to be able of changing
the lustful hearts
that need forgiving...
while they are punished
for their lewdness!
Small heart,keep on giving,
and if you suffer...don't say anything;
forget your sorrow and worries for a short while:
even you deserve to be happy,
to stand still and idle away...
to revive your numb senses and really feel alive!
My heart covered slush
I was naked before Him
And in all my making in this
He saw before me
My essence my trueness
My heart was open unto lewdness
My stain heart
Filthy is my heart
Yet in Him instilling His virtue
Into me I chose to receive
That which Is the righteous of Him
And in my nakedness
I'm surrounded by His pure virtue
My stain heart
Covered in my heart sins of thoughts
As I wash myself thorough
Within the blood of the Lamb
His cleansing nature substance me spiritually
I am not viral exceedingly chasing my sins
Those my sins now are washed away
In my stain heart
I am craving the righteousness
The pureness of His heart
Heart of His Son's spiritual blood flowing through my veins
I am coming forth submerged in the grace
And mercies of my Lord Jesus
Through my naked soul and spirit
I'm cleanse washed made whole in the name of Jesus
No longer worn nor bruised my harden heart soften
Tender and pure safe and secure I am renewed
In a new shapen unstained heart~
12/4/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2022(c)
For millennia, our race has lived a vast success.
Hatred, envy, spite, and strife are on the rise.
Despair, aggressiveness, self-centeredness.
Depravity, intrigue, lewdness, vanity, despise.
Hubris, a lack of self-awareness, and trickery.
Aristotle's five components have been corrupted.
Air, water, earth, and fire are no longer ancillary.
Humbly wished to stay alive rather than dead.
When I think back on all I've been through, it all seems insane.
There doesn't seem to be any way for me to heal.
Even if I tried, I'd never been able to reach or even get obscene.
On a detail level hit, I was wounded in the deepest part of my soul.
It seems clear to me now that my fate was set by my disputes.
Before it was too early in the process, I tried tentatively.
They've formed outflow and false analogies without any roots
When I had all the talent and drive, I regret not doing it smoothly.
They think they will be able to detain me after a full investigation
They make me feel scared with all they perform
I demonstrated to them that they could inflict pain and dejection
They're alleging in the flood that they lied about the game.
As a leader, I cannot assert that logic will guide my word.
They exhibit how to rule for the benefit of their family.
They did, however, get the human falsity award.
They're simply playing badly and misleading the community.
However, it's excessively various to decide.
You dared to contact that one strand.
You aren't aware when you alter your face.
It turns into such a terror-like experience.
It's going to last a period, you accept.
For the first time, you've been right.
It's the unique last time indefinitely.
You were harmed, and you stumbled struck poorly.
It felt agreeable yet surprising.
You said that you felt humiliated over increasing.
Pause for a minute to consider; it appears it's an act of futility.
When it got back to sobbing in the downpour, the storm faded away.
This time, everything had changed after much sorrow.
You never know when one door will shut, and another will open.
All the regime crashed, and I'm now being hailed as a hero.
Life is a journey, not a destination; without patience, no gain
Written: June 29, 2021
A broken person Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Faraz Ajmal
Faltered faith pedals roughly on roads without a map
Towards year's end, staggered by reality
Trust I tore from you lays shredded in spokes' overlap
Hurtful words snapped chance of entity
Regrets course cold recollections of my impatience
Cognitive cycle struggles with clogs
Grinding seizure from lewdness suddenly seditious
Pumps lumpy oil, paved traction lost
Travelling backwards, collision's desist is inevitable
Flipped over frozen spinning frightens me
Knowing I've zero desire to waver if I can have you
Navigation re-established in 21speed litany
29th December
- end of the line -
When purity and love dance
peace and joy shine bright
empathizing with a glance
to heal the heart with insight
waves of desire wash across
a life filled with shadows of rudeness
thinking of the heavy loss
felt by one who flounders in lewdness
naked minds feel the grief
brought on by tainted fears
apathy felt without any relief
angst growing amongst bitter tears
we hope to discover the utopia
written across the heart’s face
within one who has lived in dystopia
finally recognizing God’s saving grace
where are we headed poetry contest
sponsored by Unseeking Seeker
April 1, 2021