Long Spokenword Poems

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Premium Member O Shall I Love -My Spokenword

Jehovah Shalom
 oh shall I love
 no inhibitions 
comfortable 
no matter 
nothing matters 
to be like God always
 forgiving always
 forgiving 
oh shall I love
 judging not 
not judging love
 unconditionally
 just like Christ has done 
for me having unmeterable mercies 
love true love heart love
do just love
 as God does
 like God
 oh shall I love
 as the Father so does
 love is Christ so loves the church
 give them yourself I shall offer myself
 oh shall I love
 even to my last breath
 through all my trials and all my tests
 oh shall I love
 for what is a kiss. 
Just love embracing of the spirit man
 take hold of God hand take a stand love
 true love true selfless Love
 sent from above
 look at my heart
 my heart old shall I love
 love is patience 
oh shall I love
 such and patient 
patient ever kind not being envy
 nor boasting never arrogant
 or rude never insisting yet obey God's truths
 truth and favor God's forgivingness in Mercy's Grace 
not being irritated not rejoicing and wrongdoing
 providing forgiveness and mercy has God has proven
 to my fellow man this is my stand if God has forgiven me
 how much forgive also you rejoicing
 with the truth strength striving always
 oh shall I love
 in Jesus name always

6/30/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr Sr. 2022©


You Got This

You Got This

This piece is a Return on investment 
for your peace of mind
When life experiences create a Deficit 
to your mental health.

This piece is the word-bank to inspiration 
when your drained
On a crash course like a run away train. 
Only to become mentally
And creatively bankrupt.

There will be mornings?where the weight of your own name?feels heavier than the sky,?where getting out of bed?is a quiet act of rebellion?no one applauds.
Do it anyway.

Because strength does not always roar 
Sometimes it’s a gentle whisper.

the world will try to measure you?in numbers,?in timelines,?in victories that fit neatly?inside other people’s expectations.
But your story??It was never meant?to be small enough?to compare.
 
For You carried 
battles that left no medals,
only scars that learned
how to shine in the dark.

And you are still rising.
So take the step.?Even if your hands shake.?Even if your voice trembles.?Even if no one sees you trying.

This was where you 
chose yourself.

Not perfect.
Not fearless.
Just determined.

Because you don’t need?to have it all figured out—
You just need?to keep going.

And if no one told you today,?let it be said here,?clear and unwavering:

You got this!!!

Shifting Foundations

We've built walls where bridges could be,
Painted skies with the dull gray of "should be"
Instead of the wild colors of "could be."

Look around you
What do you call a failure?
What do you name success?
Who taught you these definitions,
And did you ever question the test?

We pour ourselves into vessels others crafted,
Then wonder why we feel contained.
Society isn't concrete but water,
Always ready to take a new shape.

Connection by follows and likes.
See how we measure worth by productivity,
Time by money, Space by property lines.
And no time for mental health and creativity.

What if wealth can be found in moments that don't cost,
In hands held, in breaths shared, in broken things mended?
What if silence holds more wisdom than speech?

When you shift your perspective, see how 
arbitrary our boundaries are,how we've mistaken 
convenience for truth, Tradition for necessity, 
Comfort for righteousness.

Impossible is often just an unpracticed imagination.
Normal is just the most traveled path,

So let's practice.
Let's unlearn together.
Let's whisper questions that shake foundations.
Let's stand in different corners of the room
And describe what we see without dismissing each other.

Because society isn't something that happened to us
With every choice, every word, every assumption unchallenged,
Every vision is embraced or denied. 
Vision is only shown when we open up our eyes



Shift your perspective.
Then shift it again.
And watch as the world transforms
Not because it changed,
But because you did.????????????????

Premium Member The Place Where God and Angels Dwell and Us As Well -My Spokenword-

This place where God and angels and his children reside this place those who practice Good Deeds the reward of this place heaven is this place called Paradise Nirvana the kingdom of heaven call the promised land the Heavenly Kingdom the celestial City it's called the Abode of God the city of God the Abode of saints and Angels it's called Zion Abraham's bosom the Hereafter the next world it's called the next life the after World the afterlife so-called Heaven is happy hunting grounds the New Jerusalem Heaven's call illusion field Heaven's call celestial terrestrial Celestial Kingdom call not seen with the natural eye but only lived through the spiritual life a floating Paradise elongated glass ever in all eternity Heaven abode is a righteous place the home of Jesus our lord and God it should be the place we all want to be

11/8/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2022

Premium Member My Stain Heart- My Spokenword-

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)


Premium Member Beautiful Feet of Evangelism- My Spokenword

Oh,  Wash Me 
thoroughly
 Jesus as it is written 
How beautiful are the feet of them 
That preach the gospel of peace 
And bring glad tidings of good things 

Beautiful,  beautiful sweet feet of evangelism 
Harness the glory trails beautiful 
Feet of evangelism I walk for God's glory 
Marching on I walk 
To heal the sick back and forth 
This is the story to see to sleep and rise 

And do it all over again waters filled my soul 
My sandals are worn filled with earthly shore 
But my feet are pure
 Beautiful feet 
Walk on spread my toes 
Place my feet on the hot desert sands to the lost 
And the save like in Paul I walk 

And in all directions carrying my sword and my shield 
Harness the glory trails dry bones rise up 
Get out of those graves
 Lord help us close the division of...
        the beautiful feet of evangelism


7/3/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022

Confronting Bones

I confront my bones 
when they refuse to move
I empower my pen
 when it refuses to write.

each poem proof that
 We write our way
 through tangled thoughts.

Refusing to be shackled 
As I teach my soul to fly.

You wanted me to play small, 
but I was made to come alive.

I write in the language of the unheard
I have spoken  in tongues of the overlooked.

I have learned to plant seeds of Poetree
And harvest the fruits of liberty.

Still my poetry roots run deep
Even with my mouth piece close my
Poetic souls still speaks.

Revealing depths of what I longed for.

One authentic step forward,
One unapologetic choice to be
Exactly who I was meant to be.

I became revolutionary as freedom
Continues fighting for me.

Premium Member WE ARE FATHER'S HEART- My SpokenWord

Loving invitation for my Father's Heart 
To beat within ourself
In us for HIs mind to create wonders in our lives

Love  Father's heart beating inside
Inside us is a powerful symbol of His love and presence always
The imagery of the Father's heart beating inside us is a powerful symbol of 

His love and His presence
Quietly True Beloved you are His
Tenderly reminds us ever blessed

The repetition of His heart and ours jointly
The depth of His love for us
Affirming our identity and unity  with Him.

It's a beautiful expressional thing
The union tween the Creator and  His children
A testament to the transformative power of love

From Our Daddy God
Affirmation of our identity
Loving invitation for my Father's Heart 

We're Father's Heart

May Our Father's Heart so beat inside yours/ And may the mind of the Father create wonders.
wonders continues in twine, in thine Quietly True 
Beloved you are His always and forevermore. We are the heart of the Father

7/10/2024
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©

Are We Safe?

Are we safe??The room is still, 
yet my mind keeps inventing footsteps.
?Every memory becomes evidence.?Every possibility becomes a warning.?I ask the darkness because fear always answers first.

Are we safe??My subconscious replies,?"What if they leave? What if you fail? What if tomorrow hurts more than today?"?It scatters questions like broken glass across my thoughts,?and I walk barefoot through every imagined disaster,?bleeding from wounds that have never happened.

Are we safe??I ask again, louder this time.?My reflection hesitates before looking back.?The anxious voice builds castles out of worst-case scenarios,?calling them preparation,?when all they've become are prisons with invisible walls.

Are we safe??The subconscious sighs.?"Remember the pain. Remember the disappointment. Remember every time you weren't."?It believes fear is protection.?It mistakes survival for living.?It wraps my future in yesterday's shadows.

Are we safe??I close my eyes and listen beneath the panic.?Beneath the noise... beneath the racing thoughts... beneath the trembling questions...?There is another voice—?quieter, stronger, older than fear itself.?It has waited patiently for me to hear it.

Yes We are Safe.?Because not every thought deserves my trust.?Because anxiety is loud, but truth never has to shout.?I have survived every storm my mind said would destroy me.?My breath is still here.?My heart is still beating.?That is evidence too.

Yes We are Safe.?Not because life promises certainty,?but because courage has learned how to stand beside uncertainty.?I release the weight of carrying disasters that haven't arrived.?I choose this moment.?This breath.?This heartbeat.?This life unfolding right now.

Yes We are Safe.?So I silence the alarm that no longer serves me.?I thank my subconscious for trying to protect me,?then gently remind it that we are no longer prisoners of fear.
?We are stronger than overthinking.?We are bigger than anxiety's echoes.?We are present.?We are healing.?We are free.?And together, at last...?we are safe.

Premium Member Tree of Fruit Don'T Eat-My Spokenword-

What I Adam and Eve the life of tree;
In the Garden of Eden there's a tree;
"Tree of souls" blossoms keeps frit whole and free;
New souls, which falls in the Guf, treasury;
Sown garden the fruit bearing trees believe;
Angel Gabriel reaches in soul sees;
Disobedient children Glory pleas;
Flows rivers  from throne of God certainly;
Eden, Satan told Eve eat of the tree;

11/8/22
2022©

For Monomixorhyme Cash Prize Poetry Contest POETRY CONTEST
Sponsored by: Hilo Poet 

Poem Syllable Counter Results
Syllables Per Line:	10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10
Total # Syllables:	90
Total # Lines:	9  (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:	 N/A
Total # Words:	66
Form: Monorhyme

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