Long Unhappiness Poems
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Who is happy in this year?
Aries, reliable cooperator will help you a lot.
Taurus, good sense leads your things to be fresh and hot.
Gemini, think well and take an advance without fear.
Cancer, taking natural way, makes problems clear.
Leo, keep your principles to get absolute success.
Virgo, be independent, and you'll get much progress.
Libra, wait a bit till good person will soon appear.
Scorpio, original idea will bring you goodness.
Sagittarius, new stage starts with rapid decision.
Capricorn, fortunate all time, but watch your health well.
Aquarius, if you're prudent, you can reach goal well.
Pisces, your success depends on optimization.
And sometimes, lucky comes pretending unhappiness.
I want gentle, genuine and graceful hands to not let me down
I want to rise above the issues and wear glory as a crown
You’re irreplaceably incredible and I’m jealous of your shine
You’re undeniably wonderful because you’re clever and divine
I desire your touch completely
Hear my call of seeking liberty
I miss you tremendously
I miss you incredibly
I can’t describe the many feelings inside that I conceal
I suffocate alone in the deep and this feeling’s for real
I’m longing for your passion
I belong with me for an eternity and beyond me
I’m praying for your compassion
To set me free, to free me
I shed these tears of misery
I admire you a lot, I won’t lie, you make me feel high with extreme eustress
I beg for your utmost mercy
Give it the strength you got to say goodbye to desolate unhappiness
Please, beloved, love me entirely
You’re incredibly irreplaceable
You’re irreplaceably incredible
You’re my companion of love and adoration
I’m sorry for leaving you in the dust of my devastation
I wear a poker face because I don’t know
How to react to certain people or environments
I wear solitude amongst the crowd of chaotic commotion…I don’t go with the flow
Only He can save me from my discouragements
Encourage empathy upon my meandering mind and heart
I’m not going to camouflage myself with doubts and worries
I love you, but I have to love myself before I break apart
You are giving me courage to face my fears and anxieties
Remember — you are your worst enemy when it comes to beating yourself up for some odd reason
Darling, you are a dandelion in due season and you are the sun after the awakening of the dawn
When you are down and about in the streets of loneliness
Please know that being captive in misery
Will eventually develop and blossom into liberating happiness
Let it be known that you’re not alone, honey
Scarcely are men born
from wombs comfort torn
Cast upon a raging sea
Made up from his family tree
A road bound for unhappiness
Interlaced with varied bliss
taught at time when he is young
to sharpen up his wagging tongue
Should he ever learn to share
He is also taught beware
Hopefully he'll become wise
before he learns to value lies
They'll be schooled in selfishness
Hold to views that they express
Inoculated with this seed
this propagated gardens breed
Still there is some chosen fruit
Chanced to thrive within this shoot
Whose inclination is educated
For their innocence are berated
Highly prized a virtueous treasure
a value difficult to measure
Illumination that they give
Make it worthwhile even to live
and for us when life has ended
we've soared to heaven and hell decended
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
As i close my eyes and narrate my dream
It would be my wish, my dream supreme
We meet at Williams Lake in BC Canada
Flying in from our corners of unhappiness
As we drive to the mountains, to our wanting address
We head for Mount Robson, through the Fraser Pass
Our destination is a wonderful log cabin
What a place to spend with your lass
Our destination reached as we view our wooden heaven
Surrounded by a carpet of virgin white snow
Overlooking the Fraser River
We settle and sit down with a nice wine
In wonderment at the panorama before our eyes
Knowing that it will be hard to ever say goodbye
Our afternoon melts into our evening of wait
As we dine to soft music
Absorbing the moment as we catch each others glints
We slow dance together, whispering in each others ears
Our hands in adventure whilst our lips finally meet
Telekinesis thoughts allow our clothing to drift
Barefooted we are as we grace the oak wooden floors
The roaring log fire captures our shadows
As we kiss in song arriving at the hearth of warmth
We bow to our knees naked as birth
Barriers melted as our skins touch in want and desire
Hands now like magnets, in caressing finesse
Moment after moment we absorb our souls
Against the fireside glow, we dance on the walls
Undulating movements captured by inner enthral
And how I am coping with frustration as I gather the pieces of my broken self from the ground.
Today, we had our last fight.
Now, what a better way to deal with this feeling? I do not want to shed blood, not because of her. This sensation, a mix of regret, anger and loneliness. I wish I could erase her from my mind, I loathe the day that I met her, years ago, the worst memory that I will ever have, as evil as the ones from when I was a just an infant that follow me to this day.
I hate her.
I want to forget. I want to stop thinking and to never feel again. Not only about and not only for her, but for anyone else. Consciousness and feelings just serve to hurt. What a better way to achieve this relief, that elevation, if not swallowing a lot of medication followed by alcohol a plastic bag over the head then to go sleep? The eternal slumber, the one that might, or might not, give rest for the wicked.
Her unhappiness would give me pleasure.
To remember our last conversation, only a few moments ago now, makes my sight blur and my hands tremble, makes my heart and soul ache, both of regret and angry, makes me wish to had never have woken on this wretched morning.
To gaze at her, to ser her busted lips, the blood flowing from her nose and tears falling, would be a beautiful sight to behold.
...it would be not...
when you do your best
to make me address
the reasons for my stress
and refuse to let me digress,
from the reality
that I am too blessed
to be emotionally distressed.
when you do your best
to be my strength
in those times of my duress
when you go to great lengths
to remind me not to forget
that when life throws me
a curve ball not to fret
be sure this too shall pass
it's simply another one
of life's tests.
when you do your best
and invest
time and energy
to more or less
give me a release
from feelings of unhappiness
by giving me words of
encouragement to digest.
when you do your best
to resurrect my happiness
it's easy to understand
why I LOVE YOU to death
because you are always there
to help me address
the foundation of my stress
and make me comprehend
God said
I'm too blessed to be stressed.
Just wanted to let you know
I appreciate you.
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November 5 Scripture Meditations Based on 1Corinthians 12-14
Key Verse – 1Corinthians 12:4 Now there are diversities of gifts, but the same Spirit.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR BESTOWING TO ME YOUR GIFT
Thank You for bestowing to me Your gift of biblical understanding
For my Scriptures’ wisdom midst knowledge now trending
In studying Your Word toward truthful comprehending
Ultimately enlightening me against sinfulness’ blinding.
Thank You for bestowing to me Your gift of eternal salvation
For my spirit’s quickening midst iniquity-condemnation
In trusting Your grace toward genuine regeneration
Ultimately transforming me against personality’s dysfunction.
Thank You for bestowing to me Your gift of ministerial performance
For my faith’s empowerment midst selfishness and arrogance
In working for Your glory toward worshipful attendance
Ultimately encouraging me against slothfulness’ endurance.
Thank You for bestowing to me Your gift of productive bountifulness
For my provisions’ supply midst crises causing bitterness
In seeking Your will toward fruitful faithfulness
Ultimately guiding me against complaints’ unhappiness.
Thank You for bestowing to me Your gift of blessed contentment
For my satisfaction’s sufficiency midst poverty-detriment
In abiding in Your presence toward divine fulfillment
Ultimately fellowshipping with me against worldliness’ allurement.
Thank You for bestowing to me Your gift of great revival
For my stewardship’s impact midst advancement-upheaval
In exalting Your name toward heavenly approval
Ultimately blessing me against greediness’ interval.
Thank You for bestowing to me Your gift of victorious delight
For my services’ effectiveness midst hardships of trying height
In obeying Your commands toward prayerful plight
Ultimately accompanying me against temptations’ might.
November 5, 2022
Eye to eye
In the mirror what do they hide
So scared of what lies ahead
So engulfed in regret
Eyes blue as sky
Always so dark
Fragile in a sense
Tears roll down
How do they wake each day
To the unhappiness of life
Each morning wanting more before the day begins
Giving up on the promises of new
These eyes can barely look forward
Blinded by a fear unknown
Can't stand what they see how they resemble themselves
Stuck in a hopeless stare has lasted for years
The beard greyer but hasn't aged
Still frozen in a time so long ago
But as present more today then ever before
It's an endless cycle of despair and grief for youth gone by
How ridiculous everything has become
Play an endless mind game with your self
These eyes do see what truth is in lies
Blink years have disappeared
Time has faded by
There is no satisfaction in disgrace
Only an appetite to self destruct
When will these eyes fully see everything that is capable can be
When does looking away seem more reachable
When will these eyes see clearly
When they close forever
Who knows
But in the end others are depending on what they see in
themselves
And that is the look everyone you love needs to know.
DREAM SPENT ETERNITY WITH GOD IN CHRIST
Had a dream like David did
Jesus came led me by my hand
There we stood in front of God
I was in awe
I open up my mouth and said
There are no street lights in heaven
And why aren't the people sad and crying in heaven
And why are all the children so well behaved,
and what happen to mankind unhappiness
And why are the animals smiling, there's no violent anywhere
And why are there trees and non-weeded grasses everywhere
Why is no one over thirty the beast and the homey now is pretty
All evil no longer found, everyone now beautiful
We mankind shall be remolded reshape and remade beautiful
Placed into the prefect image of the true and living God
Forever praising Him eternally forevermore
Spending eternity forever with God in Christ
03/6/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
I know who this man of means is...
I know who this man is
with so many poses and possessions...
This corporate man.
incorporated, all bodied...
I know his intimate afflictions,
his fears and his needs...
I know his struggle not to be a living legend,
But a real man...
Not to become an icon so not to lose,
his legacy of humanity...!
I know he knows the evil do, perpetrate
this easy...
He knows the cruel trap that
brings unhappiness...
He knows the deep boredom
of having everything, possessing everything...
Hw knows about morbid desires
from the enemies who want to naked him suffer...
From the eagerness of the false to enjoy
his flashes, possessions and attributes!
I know who this man boy is,
bold warrior who fights and toils
so as not to lose simplicity...!
I that know this simple side well
of complicated life... the normal way
of taking things... I declare and affirm:
I am a friend who defends this person
and his integrity...
His honesty !