Short Balling Poems
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name calling
eye balling
it has to stop
we must love shop
lord its a sin
let love in
the world still torn
HOW LONG
MUST THIS GO ON
don't get caught
it will be your fought
to have no loots
to buy a boots
stop balling
so the snow you no
will be falling
off the wall
GET READY FOR SNOW FALL
The train, high-balling down the track
Could never keep up with ol' "Bullet"
For we all saw that he had the knack
To sweep Page off her feet - like a pullet!
it comes at winter time
its white and can shine
some comes down light
to me it s out of sight
as kids we play snow balling
i love when
SNOW IS FALLING
Is that you,
O! Round one,
you slip,
and run,
making it tough,
for my paws,
it there was a way,
to stop you from contant sway,
I would,
and give you deep deep brood.
Heard Each Angel Calling
We had heard God's angels calling;
Were ecstatic then started balling;
Biggest fear,
To disappear;
Am an angel who had been falling.
Jim Horn
mabe you can dance
get your chance
mabe you can sing
then do your thing
if you can write
get it right
and tyde away
hear what i say
stop the balling
DON'T MISS YOUR CALLING
mabe you can dance
get your chance
mabe you can sing
then do your thing
if you can write
get it right
and tyde away
hear what i say
stop the balling
DON'T MISS YOUR CALLING
Itching
itching
nowhere
to scratch
Rambling
rambling
balling
the jack
Freight car
open
voices
interred
The brakeman
singing
"Turn
"Turn
"Turn"
(Dreamsleep: April, 2024)
Freezing slides on sheets of ice
Balaclavsa snug;
Finger mitts,snow-balling bold,
Playtime in the cold.
Satchels,desks with lift-up lids,
Pen nibs and inkwells;
Five-stones,conkers in the yard,
Before the lesson bell
When you're sober and everyone else is drunk.
It's like babysitting for a bunch of skunks.
There's a lot of hijinks, swearing and farting.
By the end of the party, they're
bawling, brawling, balling, and blowing chunks.
Lowest I’ve ever fallen!
Laying her balling.
God if you are the rock
At the end of rock bottom
I feel lost and forgotten.
I am defeated.
My faith has taken a beating.
God if you are there.
If you can still care.
If you hear me.
If you can forgive me.
Please god somehow save me.
Dilbar jani ao cricket khailain
Mein karun balling tum batting
Har ball pay chaka maarna
Har ball pay out hona
Har ball pay tum haarna
Dilbar jani ao cricket khailain
Mein karun balling tum batting
Yara mara kar lo setting.
Note.Setting is the key to bond.
Lesson.Humility is must.
FORTIES CHILD
Freezing slides
on sheets of ice
Balaclavsa snug
Finger mitts
snow-balling bold,
Playtime in the cold.
Satchels,desks
with lift-up lids
Pen nibs
& inkwells
Five-stones conkers
in the yard
before
the lesson bell
repost from 2007
The calling is falling
It's beneath you my brother;
And out of all others;
Nature brawling;
It's balling, crying into its hands;
The mission no one understands;
Is to replenish
seed plant
reach grow
plant reach
seed grow
this be so...
HARVEST
9/20/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
-O’ sleepy virgin...
What’s this you’re emerging?
Captivated and free,
No longer victim of sin.
Mercies got you balling,
Crying for your freedom.
Release yourself you have the victory.
Mercies grace, Jesus Christ your Savior has set you free.
9/17/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
The best of the energy,
Good vibes and fun times,
From balling to shot calling,
As I should say from rags to riches,
Sipping monsters in Bugatti,
With pretty girls asking do they smoke,
Don’t smash my vibe,
On the beach with Bacardi,
Eating and acting gnarly,
Big diamonds living that lavish lifestyle.
That’s where I want to be.
He always wants more...
Than breaths could offer;
Life drives to the core
Into love's coffer.
She wish to be it,
Than complaints could earth-
Worries of his ...
Living dreaming mirth.
Both ain't enough one,
For each other's taste,
Yet balling off fun...
Time tags ALL but waste.
What a joke for truth,
None value being youth.
Priiiiiiick but he might have crunch numbs
wait there is that ing noise that annoys me
now i need to bark at it
That dog that purrs me is eye balling
my comfy place
better get there first
Ah comfy place
fed now sleep
and prick keep it down
while i chase a king kong sized bone
you may pet me while i sleep
drooo
----------ooooooo
----------------------ool
Fire is a spirit,
crackling vibrations,
sirring catalyst;
force and energy
of the midday sun.
I raced over
mountains, caressed
hairs of strong
forests and rolled
over balling rivers.
But this dour
fluorescence Is a
used canister
rusting to dust
where doting memories
of the midday sun
lazy along the silver
line into the
grove of silence.
Every hustler has fallen.
Cracks in the concrete is how the streets are watching.
Calling me back, i thought i closed that door?
Slipping into darkness heating up my toes.
Rock bottom balling is a choice.
Do or die. Be heard or make noise?
Bodies traced in chalk then go void.
Last time i checked I'm dealing with faith.
like a rose that grew from under the pavement.
A hustler dies a hustler is made.
Feeling Blue, feeling sad.
Trying not to cry,
So they don't ask why.
But no matter what,
a little still comes out.
Feeling blue, feeling sad,
I'm balling now,
and just don't know why.
I guess its because
I kept it all bottled up,
so very long, I just finally broke down.
Wondering what might have happened,
If I weren't here.
Keeps me asking more.
But when I'm finally done.
I know that everything is fine,
and I can be stronger than I once was.
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