Category: poetry

Flowing Like a River

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Flowing like a river in christianity,
Ever rock and bump,
Turns into every victory and triumph;
Good advice flowing 24/7 like a rapid wave,
Every fish in the ocean seeks for his guidance,
And every boat loves to sail his way ,
Just like in a river there is always something to eating at your fish ,
Yeah we had a lot; but this river keeps on flowing,
Never half empty nor half full,
This river is just the right amount.
This proud river is my dad.
If I was stranded in a river and couldn’t reach the bank,
I would rather have my dad there to help me on my way.
Written by Elena Taylor
Walking in my fathers guidance and anointing

Having heard, having received, & having believed the word of God, power packed with grace, we must through faith obtain our promises speaking into existence a new reality built by one who possesses…

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Faith mastery

By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Six day’s to press for the mark, target set, now set the spark to start the blaze;

Blazing forward attacking my course with focused far-site,

Despite the dispute in my conscience mind fighting sub-conscience thoughts of sabotage,

I receive the instruction wrapped in midnight voyages…

…Can Me past & Me future coexist in this present moment, can Me forsake the contrary history that haunts Me?

Striving for the rest at the end of this press live’n life more vocal;

Leaving my last words timeless, eternal heart beating endless, thoughts shaping limitless dreams,

Till time fades leaving stars to be gazed set in heavenly places prearranged;

Sit’n on my throne of patience decree’n my reality into life,

Making decisions formed in a perspective seated in all seven dimensions.

Lone-hope left un-restricted, it persisted past the point of disappointment cemented in the belief sent to Son,

Putting history into re-write mode leave’n the residue of light when miracles unfold in-site, on-site.

Six day’s to take spot perfecting what I’ve been taught to display…

Faith mastery….

Easily seen through having the property of transmitting rays of light through its substance so that bodies situated beyond or behind can be distinctly seen. This is…

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Transparent

by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

I wear my emotions on my sleeve, my struggles on my chest, weights I bare on my shoulders strapped like boulders they sink deeper into mind.

My fears penetrate the dreams claimed as my own; frustration rejecting peace when I lie through my teeth telling you,

“I’m fine”

Failures memories hunt me like game;

This game I tier of unwilling to cover it anymore. Time to shift my mind & roll-back like oceans tide into a place where the old is removed making way for my new paradigm.

I tweaked my perspective now my vision stands resurrected, motivated to leave my whole world effected infected by the word of grace, pressing towards the tittle of great.

No more fake’n it I abandon hypocrisy standing in the truth of Christ reality,

Letting my mind imagine, sopping up my hearts tears, I gather in my harvest sown when my prayers where thrown at the feet of the altar released to the Father.

In time promise peaks, then…

…I’m gazing at my purpose conceived in dream;

Now I’m a spectacle read of all men the life of Gods epistle code-named…

Transparent….

It seems at times because of past hurts and scares we would rather invite people into our cloud of misery then to walk in the healing power of forgiveness remembering the good that God has in store for our lives. Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, (Heb 12:1); This is…

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Lay it aside

by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Why do we hide behind the shadows of masked faces, invisible cases of hidden hurts;

Insecure wounds placed under garments of deflecting phrases…

…& so we play the game.

The game of strike first & show no mercy nor pity, cut them deep to the core of their soul;

Upon their memories of sunshine heap clouds of coal blotting out all remnants of hope, leaving their mind bound to the blood thirsty razor which dwells between teeth.

You see these are its rules of engagement, these are the battle plans of a shattered heart.

It builds great walls to cowardly hide behind; Exacting ballistically guided revenge doused in savage pride.

Like venom it spreads, the bitter language, paralyzing the spirits of those who entreat the company of a scarred psyche bent on self – inflation, reaping the benefits of relation mutilation.

How can such a one, any-one soul be saved from its plummet into this bitter abyss of bitterness?!

With love this battle can be averted, with the balm of kindness we can mend the hurts of history, & with gracious words of wisdom we can redeem the mind definitively removing the mask of shame.

Only then will you see your true self; but first YOU must free your mind…

YOU must forgive yourself laying it all aside….

I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me. (Gal 2:20) This is…

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Rebirth

By Edward(LIMITLESS) Taylor III

I was born limited reborn LIMITLESS, Gods witness whose passion burns endless,

Given this life through faith in Jesus Christ, by grace in Gods hands held tight.

WHO CAN BE AGAINST ME,

If God’s been before me, before thee out stretching of time;

In line,

Right-standing,

In My lane,

What I do shall last for in Christ I gain,

Your children will remember me for history will record MY name…

Gods glory IS my fame….

I wrote this poem to the music of Coldplays “CLOCKS” the rhythm of that song gave me a sence of pace I desire to have when I’m focused on the things God made me to do. This is…

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SWIFT

by Edward (LIMITLESS) Taylor III

Swifter & swifter I run blow n’ through every obstacle in front of me,

Till I see the horizon of my promise, climbing the steps of faith, growing with every breath of grace,

I pace myself with reckless abandon, pressing to grab what my heart imagined.

Looking at the speeding scenery I pass through the blossoms of the new,

Springing forth into life now opening to me like lilies thirsty to drink in the delight of an unhindered soul.

Swifter & swifter I run like a bullet from a gun, sprung into action by one word – passion,

Pass n’ the former I reach for the limitless existence I see like a dream bursting out of me, freedom awaits,

I crave to taste its fermented grapes stamped with ancient dates.

This rare opportunity has come to me; to go beyond the great & become The Good:

But I must be swift to enter, for this door can be closed shut, only being accessed by memories touch.

My hope must flourish so with haste I chase my moment, for MY dreams are no longer dormant…

This is a poem I wrote to branch out and expand myself as a writer & artist. I wanted to paint a picture in the telling of a story about ones hidden pain & grief, all the while others merly stand by and admire the gift of his tourtuerd soul. This is…

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The Piano Mans’ Blues

By Edward (LIMITLESS) Taylor III

In the darkness Ivory keys are stricken by fingers that plead for rescue. Emotions pour out in every note captured by ear –

we’re all prisoners of his sorrow.

As he plays the biography of his soul, from an F-sharp to a B-flat, each key possessing a different chapter of his life.

His hope drowns, the down beat pounds, & his cry of despair is heard once again in melody. His story is told his tragedies & victories these cords hold.

His music we applaud…

…as he heaves a second round of whiskey down his gullet, his fingers slamming ebony keys like a mallet, hammering his inability to forgive him-self; & as he plays his dreams fade away softly.

His blues!

O his blues swings in tempo, his only company is a saxophone & drum cymbal, & while we applaud him, his heart weeps!

Can’t you hear him?

Can’t you feel his turmoil?

Oh! His blues,

O his blues,

Tis the sorrow of his fading dreams…

Happy Fathers Day to all the Fathers & Men who desire to be more then what T.V. portrays use to be. To The Fathers & men who desire to do more in our time to advance the next generation. This is my acknowledgment to all the Fathers. This is…

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Black man Stand up

By Edward (Limitless) Taylor III

Black man stand up your woman needs you;

Stand up & take hold of your position rebuking division, inserting words of strength through loves incision.

Black Man stand up.

Stand up & be more than a long chained ape with a mouth full of gold fangs;

Stand up & be the healer of her scarred womb, speak life to her dreams buried in tomb;

Stand up & let your strength be recognized, let her see that your more than a tattooed, smooth talk in’ dog bark in’ mongrel of a mutt that likes to chase tale & fu…

…Fumble about;

Stand up & be about the Fathers business –

The business of being fathers raising sons that will reign as Kings, teaching daughters to be Queens;

Black Men stand up your women need you; let them know & remember who we are.

That we’re more the just dollar signs, tailored suits, flashy cars, & shiny rims,

We are Passion, power, devotion, loyalty: We are conquers of industry, rulers of our domain,

But for you our Queens & only you, at home we’ll be tender & tame,

Until it’s time to play your fantasy love game.

Black Men stand up! it is time.

Time to reclaim our minds, reconnect with our history, & stand as pillars spiritually;

I call to you my brothers!

I ask you where is your honor, where is your integrity, where is your pride?

Let the throbbing pain in your soul subside, allow your scares to heal in the ointment of forgiveness;

Regain your confidence –

Lift up your heads o ye gates!

Take your place amongst your families, take your positions next to your brides, & be found faithful.

Black men, all men, stand up for your seeds:

Stand up for the nurturer of your legacies;

I beseech you my brothers STAND.

Your woman needs you…

Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart. Commit thy way unto the LORD; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass. This is…

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I Desire

By Edward (LIMITLESS) Taylor III

Waiting for my life in paradise; no strife or plots against my soul’s life, only joy for all the pain I endured. Purging weeds of frustration with a spiritual sword, so much to life I desire to see LORD I pray free me from this state of mourning, just let me catch a glimpse of the dawn, so much wrong history needs to vanish in mystery so I can plainly see your purpose reveled in me. O, I desire this life so light from the burdens and the cords that restrained me; O I want to be free!

I see the changing of the guard; I see my wounds healing with no memory scares, sorrow so far from me, tasting only the delight of destiny. With only one tear falling from me as my despair washes away, I smile with no fear of what today may bring; where I use to scream now only praises sing from a voice now rested in a sea so tranquil. All I will to do is experience what life really is…

…In a Kingdom Revelation existence.

This is your time, this is your moment; Dont lose focus of the joy set before you must hunger for your purpose & chase it with the urgency of a ravenous predator who’s eyes are: Fastened, attached, or placed so as to be firm and not readily movable; firmly implanted; stationary; rigid; set or intent upon something; steadily directed…

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FIXED

By Edward (The limitless Poet) Taylor III

It’s an appointed highway I travel as the mysterious keys to my purposeful course unravel; each step brings me closer to a dream like view of whats been in my heart to pursue.

True passion drives, burning hope makes alive, every step to promise has been taken into soul;

Where Thoughts unfold joining faith to life’s ever changing observation of circumstance.

So I pass by the stones of discouragement I take up the cup of courage & drink in the flow of encouragement.

Heaven sent this journey every lesson has turned me from a form of marred clay to a vessel that will display a light never seen since the law of sin & death applied its spiritual darkness, its soulless tax lien.

Now I’ve been cleaned, prepped for what this appointment will demand, I stand at the verge of greatness ready to advance; this is my chance,

… My chance to flourish…