Short Enslaving Poems
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Laughter
it follows life
like a chain,
enslaving people to
their pleasures.
And they complain about pain;
pain keeps them human, humble-
humanity has always been
much
too
proud.
Another thought elicits it's
familiars
Crowding their weight into the
chamber
Of my weary, doleful mind
What right does he possess
To exhaust my idle time
By way of his enslaving image.
Green woods
Barefoot I walk
Chalk half broken
Unspoken yearnings
Earrings from the caves
Waves from the Tigris
Enslaving existence
Distances chopped
Pearl drops
________
July 2, 2025
Paranoid delusions of an evil world government enslaving the people
murder for profit
the vast majority of mankind unaware
something is wrong with the world that we live in
how can we stop it
is the pen mightier than the sword
Leaving them hopeless
Breaking their spirit
animals sometimes
humans other times
puts them in cages
torments their souls
soulless monsters
imprisoning
setting a trap
capturing
enslaving
kidnapping
tricking
snaring
hunt
Having given birth
Frankenstein alive
As our monkey mind
Imposes its will
Enslaving us here
Thus made insane
Nothing to lose
We become still
Feeding not fear
Self aware
In silence
Celebrate
Our joy
Boundless
Thus
05-October-2020
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Passion O Passion
I challenge thee
Ye...
the wildest fury
the deepest desire
the strongest ambition
the finest triumph
Enslaving the world on your terms.
And me..
a fragile feeling
a soothing touch
a beating heart
a weakest emotion called love
And willingly the world gets enslaved!
POWER enamered me, but the fear of Caesar tainted me.
I was not willing to risk the loss of my position.
LEADERSHIP is both liberating and enslaving.
AUTHORITY has boundaries and limitations.
THE opportunity to accept and believe is NOW.
ETERNAL life through The Christ of Calvary's cross.
the making of demons
in heavenly cribs
the veil of Truth
covered in Lies
For at first consider
humanity is
and it truly is
at once alive
like life
by the waves
of on high
nigh a nightime
we spread
enslaving
the dead
damned
and
gifted
no reason
no end
by the bay
it floats! it floats!
infinities away
Through my eyes,
I see a country torn
Torn by racism
Torn by selfishness
Torn by friendships failing
Torn by no one loving thy neighbor
Torn by one kingdom upon the next
Killing and enslaving each other for reasons beyond what the mind could ever conceive
Brutally torchering for pure revenge
So..Through my eyes
I see this world... DYING!
As dawn allows the sky its coloring,
and all of nature's stun becomes esprit.
I shift the morning's come to cherishing
thy memory as a hope encouraging.
Do wait, as if no ill's recovery
could change my faith, no cost enslaving be.
Allowing, as it were to time's decree,
the thought of you not change its force, still free.
As I have so allowed my heart in thee!
Functional fictional phases;
Destitute Monumental glorious appraiser;
Borderline translucent operatic sounds;
Futuristic holograms;
Basic truth;
Absolute;
Regrettable prolific stanzas;
Which religious monarchs enslaving;
Borderline translucent operatic sounds;
Futuristic mannequins;
Absolute,
Basic truth;
1/29/20
James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Truth
Genuine, pure
Searching, piercing, edifying
Assurance, conviction, deceit,pretence
Twisting, enslaving, crushing
False,destructive
Lies
~
23.06.19
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Her rest lie at the dung hill
Curled in a fetal form
curled in lasting pang
calling out in vain
life is Pain
life is vain
alas, the lie has been pegged
Hmm, here comes the damned
piling the dung
piling her heap
thus spreading her space
Beauty has a cloaking face
Beauty has no name
Hailed, sung and cherished by the day
With the damned
piling the dunghill
With the damned
Enslaving her brain
Now she is a waste
Behold in pity
Behold in vain
Beauty on a dunghill is vain