My Heart is heavy today With the many injustices and wrongful killings occurring World wide; with the many rights of our fellow citizens being ignored; and even the slaughter of our children under the name of justice…, these tears I shed are for those true peace keepers who have fallen in the line of duty and for those who have fallen simply because they fit a stereotype; These tears fall carrying the weight of the innocent, the pain of a Mothers loss, the pain of a Father wishing his life was traded to pay for his Sons cost, the pain of Best friends we will never see again due to the color of their skin…. This is the prayer of the MANY Tears I shed even now….

DEAR GOD, HEEL OUR TEARS

by LIMITLESS

They wont stop falling!

These Tears demand Justice!

These Tears call from deep with-in born from our ancestors and kin;

Who struggled to be heard, muffled under the sounds of whips, chains, and screams-

Preaching, “WE TO ARE HUMAN BEINGS”;

THESE TEARS DEMAND JUSTICE;

They demand that the price of a life requires re-appraisal,

let’s just put it all on the table-

We are being targeted due to social labels-

Rights dismissed under the cloak of maintaining economical balance.

WE must rise-up to the challenge of breaking this cycle,

Under the gun or in front of some, “WE must all stand together to protest this violence-

Screaming that we are more than insignificant!”

WE ALL MATTER.

Our Tears fall the same! They reverberate a message of distress,

“WE THE PEOPLE-

are trying to heel a nations pain!”

Feel our Tears fall from faces of many shades, crying out for the heeling of a nations rage….

WE owe it to all who have shed these same tears mingled with the blood of our past!

WE owe it to the future to pave a evergreen path!

WE owe it to Sanford, Florida;

WE own it to Ferguson, Missouri;

WE own it to Seattle, Washington;

WE owe it to the untold blood shed over rascal divides,

WE OWE…,

WE OWE…,

WE OWE it to our children, to our future, and to our past.

OUR, tears demand this-

A world heeled from indifference,

WE, owe it to ourselves….!

It’s our World to change…!

Aren’t you tired of ignoring your tears pain….?

It is time to lay aside every distraction and gain traction in the hot pursuit of Your Dreams, your Promise, your Paradise; This is….

Pursuing Paradise

by LIMITLESS

What is this pursuit of bliss?

A quest for what’s sacred-

where dreams are finished,

completed, thoroughly furnished, and lacking nothing-

the end of all suffering;

How can we deny this thing?

A peaceful lusting, rushing, too bust through!

Willing to lose the weights of frustration,

Make haste!

The doorway is seldom patient.

I have got to make the banquet celebration with no hesitation,

It’s Paradise I’m chasing!

IT’S PARADISE-

I’m embracing….

A Hope that has been waited upon for years is beginning to take shape! After countless nights of prayers carefully wrapped in a blanket of tears, after countless attacks against my Fortress of Faith, I FINALLY SEE THEM- forming in the distance, the view excits my anticipation and an urgency to prepare for what I could only taste in my dreams… has given me such a joy for life! This is gonna be some ride! I am so grateful and blessed to see the day when I could say….

I CAN SEE THEM

by LIMITLESS

My Dreams have finally come to life!

Piecing together my path 

coming to mind

I find thoughts of substance,

My hope has built what mind clutches!

MY GOD–

I see Them…

At last…..

Once you realize this is your time, your moment, and your opportunity to grasp a foothold to your dreams, what is there left to do! you must gather up every ounce of perseverance and determination, having them at the ready, when you set yourself to….

TAKE AIM

by LIMITLESS

Searching for Peace Eternal

I scribe in my heart journal burnable is the fuel to ignite the desire

Fire

Burns higher

I can smell the fumes of success the beauty of blessed

no-longer a guest in my own dreams

it seems

this work has developed a blazing story of discovered glory

this fury

fired ambitions towards the stars

reaching

for

Promise….

“no matter HOW FAR-“

“I will NOT become..,”

“The Tragedy of a Shooting Star….!”

I just had to express my appreciation for the one who found a broken lost soul and called him Son… This is…

YOU FOUND ME BROKEN

by LIMITLESS

You found me…,

Lying in my own vomit-

grief-

I palmed it,

the woefulness…,

I sunk deeper into this muddy, bloody, darkness;

I often asked myself , “how can I depart from this?”

slower and slower I sunk into the arms of a venom spewing seductress

trying to cut wrist hoping to end

finally seeing the light beyond this abyss where your heart sits

reaching for my tattered, battered splattered so fractured how could it be returned from scattered,

BUT,

A love so beautiful-

it tore through all Sorrow my Fears of being alone, apart from throne,

gone

were the doubts of what true Love is about now!

The reality of this beauty has found me broken-

yet you still….

call me…

Worthy….

During the journey through life, Regret( a feeling of sadness, repentance, or disappointment over something that has happened or been done.), though a necessary emotion, can become a type of mental prison; only those bowled enough to venture into the Mirror will find the key to living life free from the struggle of this temporary passenger becoming a permanent resident. This is…

What are you looking at…!

by LIMITLESS

Why are they staring at me glaring with ridicule in their eye’s like they despise what I am depressing me into a mind state of mistakes.

Deep breathes taken, inner piece shaken, shaking the sands of confidence because of this-

“THEY KEEP STARING”;

Intensely inspecting the hidden depths of my insecurities,

“Will the jury please Rise!”.

I see the judgement in their eye’s peering through my mask of turmoil and shame,

“WHO else is there to Blame…!”

They say as they stare.

“WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT…”  ,

I scream back, feeling the effects of this dream realizing

“they”

are the decisions that brought the unwanted pain spilling poison, blame, and guilt leaving the residue of,

“why didn’t I just _____…!”

I think again when I stare at my accuser’s realizing the lessons They provided took me on a journey of discovery

uncovering-

Me

Turning the key to release the damaged reflection of He who dared to glare into his own soul to judge a raging fire

grown cold.

On a quest to feverishly fan to flame the Passions of old–

I find…

forgiveness…. 

I still flow free-writing a soulful voice is heard in the sound of key’s unlocking an inner treasure chest- I love this…

Salvation’s Race

by LIMITLESS

I can’t lose this race

My victory is written upon the tablets of time each line aligns my

Footsteps

Striding

Striking the ground

With the fierceness of desire

Lightning fire

Rages beyond gates and cages climbing into the arms of the rest of my eternity

Eternal seeds planted in time-

I’ll shine among them

Bright as the lights that paint the darkness of night

Regaining innocence lost to Black-Hole’s

Pit’s

and the Abyss 

Moonlight nurturing captured pain until freedom is gained by the rising of the Son

Coming to guide the lost out of innocence

Tossed away…

Taken before Dreams could pray

Suddenly whisked away to the land where our victories lay

Waiting for their Master’s return….

A place where poetry has it's own expression

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