Category: Abstract poetry

I have been writing poetry for over ten years now; it has been, for me, a place of safety, a place where I find a soft flowing current amongst the chaotic storms of life. Poetry is where I share my dreams– and nightmares, poetry is where…

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I Flow
By LIMITLESS

I flow poetry as naturally as leaves on trees producing eloquent verses holding wisdoms’ value in paragraph purses

no matter what life issues come they get easily converted to fuel for my tongue

loading bullets into my yellow #2 gun, shedding lead,

paper tablets soaking up ink the color of red

bleeding power scriptures taking wisdoms’ fists to the head

knowing my words prophetically flow poetry as naturally as leaves on trees

dropping seeds hoping for rain latter
raising my heights upon Jacobs ladder ascending, no pretending, writing my way through this maze, flowing, floating upon the currants of life so naturally actually–

poetry is ME….

To move or proceed with great rapidity, this is…

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VOLLEY
By LIMITLESS

MAN,

I gotta grow -up.

I must put away childish things playing handcuffs flung from a sling, tip- toe’n on rusted springs,

my up’s are low, my belief is slow, a change in frequency is needed;

SHIFT,

to new altitude taking control of the things I pursue

My movements are at the speed of blind ,a blur,

TIME,

to extract what’s the potent formula in me I see the essence of majesty

Primary soul extraordinary spirit answering the call when I see it,

hearing amazing intelligence from seven dimensions beyond third,

BLESSED,

is me finally in position walking this righteous path given, procuring understanding,

LIVE’N,

all grown-up now, thanks I’m giving feeling weightless,

LIFE,

much more fulfilling my fears absent, nameless–

GAME-SET-MATCH….

This poem pays homage to the city I am from as well as symbolizing the emotional turmoil a person can go through, this is….

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SEATTLE RAIN
By LIMITLESS

Tear drops fall from eye clouds, the build up of the pain inside has grown too loud, to hold it in any-longer would mean death by blunt-force trauma, too retain it would resemble the feeling of laying upon a cushion of Space Needles piercing my soul with-in;

Tear drops fall from eye clouds, which once held a look so proud, even the mirror shouted loud, “thou art the fairest,” now it looks back saying, “I’m embraced,” losing focus of the vision I cherished, head spinning faster then the downtown fairest-wheel, round & round;

Tears fall from eye clouds, longing for the peace that hides behind the gray shroud, above, looking for love that’s evergreen, captivating as a clean mountain scene cascading in view, hoping that this rain can purge me through and through;

Tears drop from eye clouds, sourced from thoughts bound in The Clink sinking into hypothetical fears, these 206 tears dropping into a union of lakes, sandy shores prone to Earthquakes;

Tear drops fall from eye clouds, air-porting my hopes above this storm reserving them, preserving them under volcanic ashes, from them grows grapes of the past bursting Merlot underfoot;

Tear drops fall from eye clouds, the Puget sounds, cool winds chill crowns in this storm, in this Seattle rain that pounds….

Am I alone? Is a question a person finds themselves asking on this journey through life, brought on by moments where one feels overwhelmed by their duties, relationships and other commitments. A person may feel that their the only ones bearing the load, longing for aid, I had a moment such as this, so I wrote…

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Is Anybody Out there?
By LIMITLESS

Is somebody out there…?

Is somebody out there bruised and broken?

Is somebody out there closed eye’s hope’n

Is somebody out there willing to take that leap

is somebody out there playing dodge ball with the light that seek’s?

Is somebody out there cutting ties to bitter memories?

Is somebody out there wandering if they can make it to the end?

Is somebody out there?!

Somebody that cares;

Somebody who can cancel the poisonous effects of my fears,

Is somebody,

ANYBODY,

out here on a limb with me wanting to see if they can sore, waiting for the strength to fly once more?

Please!

I’m asking,

is anybody out there…?

This poem was inspired by a documentary on Hip-Hop directed by Hip-Hop artist Ice-T. This is…

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Behind Bars
by LIMITLESS

My life exists between measurements, between the tick-tock, tick-tock, tempo following a beat that never stops;

vocal portraits seen in every line written, but have you ever taken time out to find out what’s the meaning behind?

my life exists between measurements,
at the edge of a pen is where it begins
too take shape formed from thoughts dwelling on life experiences;

I am a window to the soul of man; from the heart I’m sent with a plan to convey a message purposed to keep hands raised, to evoke strength so one can stand through the craze of the day to day grind easing the may-day’s off the mind.

My life exists between measurements beginning in ancient days when Griot’s told tales and fables, I existed before time had tables, each line is mine;

I am more than a rhyme,

I am the story of a young son hustling on the corner,

I am the story of a young daughter left on her own to roam,

I am history written to melody,

I am the written word spoken giving those who hear a picture of one’s personal Heaven or Hell,

I AM the antidote when all prescriptions fail!

My life exists between measurements, between the tick and the tock; I am woven in to the soul of Hip-Hop, Country, Rock, Rhythm and Blues long before I was sold slave to the “Pop-charts,”

My life existed…!

between measurements, between the tick- tock, so why is the light darkening?

Why has the beat stopped…?!

What happened to the tick-tock,

MY! tick-tock….

Aperture- an opening, as a hole, slit, crack, gap, etc.

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In View
by LIMITLESS

My hope stacks as a bull-work against on coming attacks fighting the urge to back track

slack used to be my I.D. but now I seek for truth with-in me trying to see through dim vision piercing

gazes attached to a foggy mirror, HELP ME see clearer,

“mirror mirror on the wall tell me the truth of it all;”

an awkward pause follows…,

it seems that truth pills are hard to swallow, but,

I digress

I refuse to wallow in self induced stress stretching my scope wider so I can see my desire in panoramic perception

drinking the cup of correction altering the scene in front of I,

eyesight drawn to a sliver of an opening splitting the gray

daylight screams through an aperture view leaving me to see what is–

TRUTH,

I just hope I can hold on to you, my desire in view….

This is a poem that looks at life in an abstract way, this is…

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Curtain Call
By LIMITLESS

The curtains lift, the stage is set, my eyes open too view grandstands full. I feel the pull to engage what is written.

Reading what’s between the lines I embark on a journey full of trials and victories.

On display is a story which originated in the thoughts of eternity; a story branded upon the hearts which beat with fierce desire, speaking, a beautiful ballet shrieking;

Time is a stage.

Life- the manipulation of words on a page.

“Stick to the script”, is what they say to me; they want me bound to these black letters on page, these black letters that rage, confined to a two dimensional cage.

(excuse the rhyming I’m trying to gauge my timing)

Moving in fluent motion, choreographing a toxic potion, this is a performance for the ages worthy of creations praises.

Swollen with emotion I unleash passion instructing it to feast on what I imagine.

This gesturing is everything hidden in a character phasing from scene to scene.

Different back drops and props add flare to what’s on display: tragedy, success, struggle and joy all laid bare in symphony,

is it me or the actor you see, participating in the greatest show on opening night under the scrutiny of condemning lights,

until,

my supporting cast lifts me passed the climax in this adventure to rest in conclusion.

In seclusion, behind the scenes, I reenact the theatrics of the past, thinking, knowing I gave a lifetime in each line– my thoughts are interrupted by a thunder of applause– then my name is mentioned in roll-call, “I’ll be there square, center stage”, I say, responding to the call of praise,

“Encore”

“Encore”

“ENCORE”

as the curtains raise…,

Once again– Life’s a stage….

This is a repost of my abstract poem “I WANT IT BAD”

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I WANT IT BAD
by LIMITLESS

I want it so bad I can taste it

on every breath,

reaching upwards towards the next

step;

this is a “life long” project

my projection making course

corrections

every word pushing me with no

hesitation

mind-time thoughts on creation

craven

my paradise awakened leaving no

spot vacant.

I want it bad enough to cling to hope,

“are you gonna give up?”

nope,

seeking to see what I spoke when

eye

caught glimpse of present;

new reality pressing to make

imagination relevant

benevolent thought making everyday

Christ-massing in thoughts coherent

perceiving soul awaking to new day

given

mirroring movements established

in dream state finding time to

escape,

than it’s back on the grind to put it

simply the only unknown is how

much time,

so I find motivation birthing

diligent demonstrations to satisfy

the

“I want it BAD”

craving success I push

site past life’s stress to obtain what

vision protects,

My righteous position,

accomplishments seen after test,

passed,

“NOW YOUR LIVING LIFE”

at last….

I WANT IT BAD

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I want it BAD
by LIMITLESS

I want it so bad I can taste it

on every breath,

reaching upwards towards the next

step;

this is a “life long” project

my projection making course

corrections

every word pushing me with no

hesitation

mind-time thoughts on creation

craven

my paradise awakened leaving no

spot vacant.

I want it bad enough to cling to hope,

“are you gonna give up?” nope,

seeking to see what I spoke when

eye

caught glimpse of present;

new reality pressing to make

imagination relevant

benevolent thought making everyday

Christ-massing in thoughts coherent

perceiving soul awaking to new day

given mirroring movements

established

in dream state finding time to

escape,

than it’s back on the grind to put it

simply the only unknown is how

much

time, so I find motivation birthing

diligent demonstrations to satisfy the “I

want it BAD” craving success I push

site past life’s stress to obtain what

vision protects, My righteous position,

accomplishments seen after test

passed,

“NOW YOUR LIVING”,

at last….

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A Princes Desire
by LIMITLESS

To expand my position, the expense of time I’m risk’n, lost in the hesitation of decision, craven the release from frustration still lusting to taste life’s sweet breath; O’ how my soul so desires to take it in,
…So close…
My hope is to make it in before my time expires. Prayers bleeding hearts desires, tear drops igniting flames which stretch & reach until my dreams are gained. I continue to preach my soulful longing, I must bear down beyond the oppressive distractions that I may obtain the treasures dwelling in hearts eye. FLYING beyond the boundaries of doubt; having arrived at my long awaited expectation I take up the strength of my staff & begin to reign….

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THE WAY I SEE IT
ByLIMITLESS

This is how I in vision the World;

I see clouds part, darkness embarks on an endless journey far from me;

I see whole soul formed and fashioned out of what Christ imagined;

I see the deletion of history that stood as bondage to me;

I see me free reaching for Son, no cords of sin left them broken & undone, I am free to run;

I see me beyond the frustrations that tempted me to end me;

I see eye looking to sky tears of joy fall as I fly higher shining brighter;

I see treasure chests opening releasing everything owed to me;

I see a life of prosperity no-longer hidden or held back dreams reaching like a rose through concrete cracks;

I see my tracks formed out of struggle ruts erased like scares on face;

I see every promise brought to completion seeing what I saw when God speaks them;

I see burdens lifted, curses made none excitant;

I see perfection on a canvas painted with the blood of the Resurrection;

I see no more pain inflicted by the arrows of shame, no murders attempted in the name of greedy gain;

I see change in it’s progression the young learning from our harsh life lessons;

I see the doubt virus vaccine injected, blessed newness,

I see a future called fruitfulness.., is this my dream only or are others pressing for the same prize?

I see me giving myself wholly to this thought.

If you’d ask me what I’ve seen, you may or may not understand me when I scream,

“THIS IS MY WORLD VISION,”

(….End scene….)