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I’m at the bar in Havasu
I thought I was through with you…
Guess I wasn’t after all
Lonely and wishing I could cuddle you wild
Sorry that I have been down and about
I miss you tremendously no doubt
I know I sound desperate
I need to quit it...just a bit…
Maybe, baby,
You and I are meant to be; well, possibly
It could happen, you see?
Maybe, baby,
You and I could be free
I want to set you free from captivity
Companion, I must be crazy…
How you held me last night…
Took away my midnight fright
How you fulfilled my needs…
You shared with me your adoration seeds
I bred you with my authentic words of love
I have been entranced by bluebirds from above
Brainwashed by the MK Ultra lullabies…
Brainwashed by society’s downfallen lies
Unbrainwash me, my love…
My bittersweet darling of mine
Unbrainwash me, for I rove
Towards the end of times’ sign
Tainted by the torment of this difficult life
Fainted at His sight and lived through strife
Painted a picture of you and I in rainbow delight
I love you like a saint loves His scriptures tonight
Sorry if I sound desperate all day and night
I guess meeting you was fate – our date felt right
It was meant to be, but being with me
Sounds great – it’s never too late to be free
Feeling the hate when I should be in love…
You handed me roses with prickly thorns
Thoughtlessly, I bled for the sake of love…
You could be an angel with devil horns
I suppose we were compatible in some way
Sorry if I sound desperate all night and day
Fading faith force-fed me with dreadfulness
You maintained faith within my soul of sadness
Murder my madness and mesmerize me with mere merriment
Memorized your forgiving face in the spacious, marvelous sky, I can’t deny
Sentiments sweetly shimmer anew with no hint of resentment
Immobilized by impairment of my heart’s hopefulness that won’t ever dry
Enduring in these hardships the best I can on this Earth
Endearment encourages me to engage in elevating mirth
Eternal exuberance embarks upon my engulfed mind of mysterious melody
My isolation is melting away like ice in the fire, a divine sunshine of serenity
I have been so desperately, so genuinely,
Looking for someone to be with sincerely
Well, I’m heading home now and baby, please know
That maybe we are a flawless match, a fabulous show
Feeling under pressure
Lost a little by pleasure
Due to what I did on my leisure
I’m sorry, God, I let you down for sure
Dealing with the side effects now…right now..
I’m the one that’s a horrible individual anyhow
I can’t keep it all inside
One of these days,
It’s going to bubble back up
And it’s going to overflow…
Like this guilt…this guilt…
Lord, am I strongly built?
I knew you were troublesome from the start
I knew you were the one that tore me apart
I knew better than to trust you with my heart
I knew you were quite a darksome piece of art
I committed so many nasty sins…I committed so many abominable sins
It’s not even funny anymore…
I try to forgive myself, but it’s as difficult as walking on needles and pins
It leaves me breathless and sore…
I’m sorry…I apologize greatly…I really do, Father of truth
I gave in to the Father of lies…
I gave in to the heartless goodbyes
I am like rotten teeth that doesn’t have a healthy tooth
I lost it all in vain –
It feels like it at least
Am I really sane?
I am this hideous beast…
Without his beauty…
Without his eternity…
I am shaken to the core…to the core…
Who is there for me to simply adore?
Think of me as you spend your days
Away from me…doing your own ways
I pray I don’t lose my faith today…what can I say?
Keep me in your prayers day by day
I’m crying out tremendously for something more
I want to be a success just like everybody else…
I’m trying to be stronger than what I was before
I know, on my leisure time, I did wrong...sin sells…
Keep me in your prayers day by day
I was addicted to sick desires that lead me astray
I love You…I don’t show it enough, that’s true
I hate Satan for all he has done and will do…
Feeling under pressure
Lost a little by pleasure
Left unsure as usual, what’s new?
Left unsure as a fool…time wasted and its consequences seem cruel…
But, actually…honestly…
It’s somewhat fair…
Free me and you’ll see
That I have so much wisdom and experience to share…
Nothing compared to Christ though
Send me happiness when I’m low
I’ve fallen deeper in trouble, I dare say
I’m calling for You, but no answer or any cure…
My prayers and cries, please don’t delay
I’m looking around for You…I will surely endure…
You found me,
Lifted
(Life note to self — answer God’s call and walk hope’s hall with my head up with a heart of fearlessness, not appall)
Living this life has made me feel so much strife as of lately...but I’m making it alive by numbing the pain I’ve been feeling for a while now..I must sleep to get rid of the sweat on my brow
I felt like dying tonight, but deep down, I want to live freely...fake it till I make it is what I keep telling myself and I’m driven insane somehow...anyhow, I’m going to take a bow
Feel the thunderstorm of my heart beating
Enjoy a life full of joy and keep defeating
Negativity and its demons that dare to break you and I...God has filled me up with His might
Oh, I have an ode for myself — it’s a life note, not a death note...who knew I’d end up, losing a bit of faithfulness inside...but I need motivation to be by my side and soon enough, I will survive tribulation’s extraterrestrial tide
Tension and apprehension fills my mind and I’m so blind, but I was blessed with great sight
Elevate my empathy towards You and look forward to brighter days, so that I won’t cry these tears and simply cower away...something in me has died, but I’m confident that all cynicism will soon subside
Trying to let go of hopelessness and give in to tranquility’s hold - a peace that I need tremendously, so I’m giving it a try...I’ll try to fly...I must be bold...I must be bold and do what I am told, so that God’s Word doesn’t remain cold in my mind’s eye
Overly thinking over different dilemmas in my life and I don’t ever want to die...even if my mind says otherwise, I will become a happy man — that, I can’t deny
Shame embraced me, never leaving my presence...my beloved heart beats in remembrance
Of You and Your elegant effulgence...I remember the good times spent with the Father of Truth...Empath of loneliness and bearer of griefs of various kinds— that’s who I once was
Sometimes, life doesn’t make sense, but I’m looking forward to jubilance and His excellent radiance...
Free-spiritedly shines anew through the open doors of my mind’s eye...God loves us and reads our life notes of endurance and awesomeness, despite our downfalls and flaws...
(Life note to self — stand tall through it all and when I fall, I will get back up and get on the ball...)
Corporation Blues
Hubby works for a Corporation called the... Well, I’m not allowed to say.
He answers telephones. Really! EVEN with his great degree, every day!
But, now, remember this is a Corporation, and they do stuff differently!
They leave the air conditioners on, in winter at, 10 BELOW, you see!
A worker controls the temperature… from 8 states away, so has his fun!
Everyone works in parkas, gloves, and earmuffs, every single day, bar none!
It wouldn’t continue if the Uppity Ups, didn’t work in warmer rooms above!
Darn those Corporations, they have no common sense, what-so-ever, at all!
All the chairs are broken, that’s hard, since they’re rocks from a prehistoric age!
And all have to scavenge for working earphones, around the room, every day!
The computer tools aren’t working, someone mysteriously, turned them off.
But they still want one call resolution, of all problems in ten minutes or less.
The pay is next to nothing, so the Company stock looks SO good, by gosh!
Benefits and HR are in India, where they don’t understand English, at all!
All the pay increases were capped, oh, about eight or maybe, ten years ago!
Now they’ve quit hiring those who finished high school, and want to work.
There’s even been fights in what has now, been designated, as Hoodlum Row.
They’re here, for the long run, and don’t even bother, to answer their phones!
The entire town was shut down due to snow, and if you didn’t come in that day…
Well, you know the story, someone in another state, simply, docked your pay!
They had asked to use vacation time, but that took 2 months to fix, by the way!
Quitting time is obvious, as all the bosses mysteriously, suddenly, drift away.
The penguins came with Hubby one day, and have since came back, every day.
Their snowball fights, in the aisles, are legendary! What can I say, but… Amen!
They don’t complain, love the cold, answer phones, and people quickly hang up!
Since the customers don’t understand what they say, they’re handle time, rocks!
Hubby snuck a plastic spoon from the lunchroom, which he guards with his life.
It helps him tremendously, as he digs out thru the ice, at quitting time, so right!
Collaboration Carol and (Hubby)
Hubby works for a Corporation called the... Well, I’m not allowed to say.
He answers telephones. Really! EVEN with his great degree, every day!
But, now, remember this is a Corporation, and they do stuff differently!
They leave the air conditioners on, when it’s still winter at, 10 BELOW!
A worker controls the temperature… from 8 states away, so has his fun!
Everyone works in parkas, gloves, and earmuffs, every, single day, bar none!
It wouldn’t continue if the Uppity Ups, didn’t work in warmer rooms above!
Darn those Corporations, they have no common sense, what-so-ever, at all!
All the chairs are broken, that’s hard, since they’re rocks from a prehistoric age!
And all have to scavenge for working earphones, around the room, every day!
The computer tools aren’t working, someone mysteriously, turned them off.
But they still want one call resolution, of all problems in ten minutes or less.
The pay is next to nothing, so the Company stock looks SO good, by gosh!
Benefits and HR are in India, where they don’t understand any English, at all!
All the pay increases were capped, oh, about eight or maybe, ten years ago!
Now they’ve quit hiring those who finished high school, and want to work.
There’s even been fights in what has now, been designated, as Hoodlum Row.
They’re here, for the long run, and don’t even bother, to answer their phones!
The entire town was shut down due to snow, and if you didn’t come in that day…
Well, you know the story, someone in another state, simply, docked your pay!
They had asked to use vacation time, but that took 2 months to fix, by the way!
Quitting time is obvious, as all the bosses mysteriously, suddenly, drift away.
The penguins came with Hubby one day, and have come back, every day since.
Their snowball fights, in the aisles, are legendary each and every day! Amen!
They don’t complain, love the cold, answer the phones, and people quickly hang up!
Since the customers can’t understand what they say… they’re handle time, rocks!
Hubby snuck a plastic spoon from the lunchroom, which he guards with his very life.
It helps him tremendously, as he digs out thru the ice, when it comes to quitting time.
Collaboration Carol and (Hubby)
Crystalline teardrops formulate into sorrow
It emerges into delicate exquisiteness before the sunrise of tomorrow
Sparkle my lovely darkness and captivate me with delightful, dainty dissonance
Feed me your radiance and bring me to evanescence pastures from a distance
Play my fearful, frivolous spirits like a violin with missing strings and other things
Prey upon me like a preying mantis, metamorphosing with unbroken wings…
Erupting turmoil…toiling into madness
Festering in unbearable sadness gladness
Swallow my fear with your mouth of mesmerizing melodies…relieve my anxieties
I wallow into the miserable, abyssal black hole of minus a thousand thirty seven degrees
Gracious apprehension is sprouting and shameless tension is growing tremendously
Until I uproot it…until I believe that I can go through the weeds of tribulation, although abrupt doubt drowns me
Please, please ease my mindset,
Blossoming avarice and utter regret
You gave me a new reason to believe in the light once more…I surely soar…
You save me from being enslaved by wretched negativity to the core
More and more soreness and painful laughter fills our wise days and thrills our childish ways to be exact
The dream I dreamt long ago is the vision of woe I can’t let go of
Drifting above and lifting below…someday, our opposites will attract
I scream in the silent chamber of my mind’s eye, my darling love
My poetry doesn’t matter to you anymore that I have been writing for too many years
I’m sure I suppressed you by my stressful weight of my emotional baggage
I fought away your fears and tranquilized your taunting tears…pleasant sanity heals us with cheers
I held your hand and adored your touch upon my own, giving me a relief package
I fear I will never let go if you let me know how you feel towards me deep down…I lived to like you in this town
I hope I don’t chase you away by my unforgivable, ugly frown
I hope I don’t freak you out or discourage you with my many problems that I wear upon my head like a crown
Your lovely, clever and precious name is my favorite proper noun
Your rather fearless, heartfelt name
I never want to put to shame,
But I became undone
The moment you were gone
I find it complicated
When I feel very much jaded
I find it oh so extremely hard these days
To express myself as a bard in many ways
It’s simply shameful to say the least
That I was introduced to the dark beast
It’s simply shameful to say I’m worse off tremendously
If I’m falling away on the edge of ecstatic, enigmatic negativity
You don’t listen to what I say, what I say
You talk nonchalantly all night and day
Your eyes still glisten and it does what it may
But, do you really obey or do you turn away?
Don’t know what I’m doing here
But, I’m so full of fear, my dear
I need a reason to believe in myself once more
Give me a season of growth and security to soar
My hopes are shattered into utter smithereens
Waiting for happiness in store to intervene
With my sadness to the core in my pre-teens…
For, I’m handsome in my pain left unseen
Your keen, green eyes glimmer anew
Your monstrous, disastrous love flu
Got me under your dazzling, insidious spell
Dark and sinister was my thoughts of pell-mell
I’ve been awfully misunderstood for several, mindless ages…
Never really realizing that I’ve been through so many phases
Recognizing myself in another light all over again…once again…
Wandering in the woods of my mind, ending up in your den
Since I was born,
I was so forlorn…
Wondering when is the time I grow up and find
That all the happiness inside was truly left behind
I could’ve sworn
I have been torn…
Pondering how in the world I got into this stage in life
That has brought me so much bitterness and strife
This monster is devouring all of me deep down
Maddening, distressing anxiety is my crown
And from the inside out,
I’ve been sprawled with doubt and I’m left to roam another route (and I angrily shout)
And from the outside in,
I don’t know where to begin when I am left with this abominable sin (mercilessly from within)
I don’t know where to begin — my faith is rather paper thin —
When God forgives my sins from within and I’m His earnest kin
I find His mercy complicated, yet simply full of prudent brilliance
This jaded, pensive poet I once was but now, I find true significance
Oh, precious one, I need you...
Be the missing ying to my yang.
Come on home to a safe haven
In this warm, cozy heart of mine.
Stay forevermore, I implore thee, because...
Without you, there's a hollow there!
And I'll journey through
This vale of tears, incomplete.
Akin to sunlight without the sun,
Or a shadow without light,
Or a Romeo without his Juliet,
Or a pearl being formed without an oyster.
On my own, I am but a starless night.
My dearest, say you need me, too.
Let me be the sparkling star that shines
With light to fill your heart.
I will be as the sun that rises
To make the shadows dance.
Together our home, will be our universe
Where pearls are at our fingertips.
Warmth will fill every hollow corner
As tears dry and smiles commence.
We'll be a shining duo
High as the moon leading tides.
These tides of love in strength we'll share;
Moving endlessly together.
I'll reach your cozy heart
Where I'll stay forevermore!
All this could be, if you complete me.
I beseech you, make me whole.
Edward Ibeh and Heidi Sands: A collaboration.
Poem of The Day on 01/26/2022
Submitted for...
Do- It (Duets) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by James Edward Lee Sr.
Date written: 01/25/2022
Poet's Note: I'd like to take this opportunity thank the prolific, tremendously gifted poetess, Heidi Sands, for being my duet partner for this contest. She jumped at the chance to collaborate with me--despite her current struggle with writer's block--and I couldn't be more grateful and appreciative. I'll forever cherish this romantic poem we created together. I really couldn't have done it without her. I appreciate you, Heidi. xoxo
My backslidden soul*, you were converted by GOD’s Word
As shown by your divine growth and testimony ’s record,
But you departed away from that great spiritual cord
Broken by worldly financial and material sword.
Turn to God Who rescues by His grace He can afford!
My prodigal soul, you were so blessed greatly
As the Lord provided for you tremendously,
But you neglected sound principles biblically
That caused your moral downfall fatally.
Turn to God Who can restore you fully!
My wayward soul, you were known to be Christ-honoring
As evidenced by your heavenly walk and divine bearing,
But you embraced humanistic doctrines so devouring,
Making you proud, yet continuing in miserable erring.
Turn to God Who can transform you be God-fearing!
My discouraged soul, you were before an example of zealousness
As seen in your conviction for godly standards and uprightness,
But you despised God’s presence and defied His holiness
While taking for granted prayer and Bible’s effectiveness.
Turn to God Who can bring you to His righteousness!
My unfaithful soul, you were then fulfilling the Great Commission
As proven by your mission-minded pursuits, filled with compassion,
But you failed to stay in the ancient landmarks of faith’s action
By compromising with secularism and liberalism’s motion.
Turn to God Who can plant you on His firm foundation!
My wavering soul, you were a guide to them who found real freedom
As told by those who owe to Christ thru you what they’ve become,
But you forgot the real source of genuine authority and wisdom
When you abandoned the only Way to heavenly kingdom. Turn to God Who invites that to Him you humbly come!
My dear soul, you surely need God with His forgiveness and guidance
As He alone can surely lift you up from your critical imbalance,
Beg on Him to uphold you on His church’s scriptural stance
And to behold you with His loving care by His divine glance.
Turn to God Who can pull you for revival’s sustenance!
*Psalm 6:4 Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
May 22, 2018
( #MEEK )
M - My confidence level is neutral in this dilemma I’m in and pride or arrogance or narcissism isn’t in my stride one bit one way or another — thanks for asking (or not LMFAO) — or abiding by my side, basking in a colliding, chaotic commotion…sorry, Father of fantabulous fearlessness, if I am ever doubtful, fearful, uncertain, confusing poetically or bitter emotionally…I must be meek and not think highly of me foolishly
E - Extremely gifted and skillful child I am (however, according to some others, but most importantly) in God’s eyes; additionally, handsome hurts in my skin (cuz God has given me the good books instead of looks and a rather chubby-skinny body tremendously but more to love I guess LOL)…cuz I’m far from flawless in the outside, but I’m a fruit of fervent faith on the inside…go into my shoes of unique Adrenalin…endure eternally and persistence is key (or lack thereof), oh you so-called empathetic human being…I beg to differ actually TBH…SMH…
E - End endless #haters and begin unconditional #lovers, oh Lord of Accord — that, I can’t deny with a sensitive mind and heart…nor His loving Truth I can’t hide…my compassionate spirits of solace hasn’t dried or hasn’t been torn apart…nor am I living a remarkably substantial lie anymore
K - Kid’s karaoke kite, kayaking the rivers of my soul and my spirit of lows and highs is up there in the air till this day or night or whatever the hell it is (I don’t mind at all honestly…hiking this hill of legendary, heroic, benevolent, noble and honorable bliss)…….(God has heard me completely in my ardent prayers and I will eventually stand tall)…humility, modesty and meekness is far better than despair from within (and clouding my catastrophic captivity of envy in the process of it all) that has died forevermore — give God a call and ask and you will receive and weave radiant, resonating remedies of relief from grief…I must still love my enemies and neighbors to the core…although I cussed them out a trillion times already mentally…kindhearted clearly all the more regardless, though change is a challenging chore — chaos ceases and strife is sifted out entirely…