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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….)

I dedicate this to my one and only true love, my valentine, This is…

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LOVES PROGRESSION
By LIMITLESS

Stage one: Seen you from a far, a delicate star, with buried scares brought to surface making the feeling in my heart grow urgent. I had to travel hard after you, so few can measure up to who you’ve become, one in the midst of a crowd, so distinct I call you “Gods finger print upon a cloud” possessing beauty so rare I can only compare the delight in eye to the sight of a fine rose blossoming under the morning sky.
I feel light on my feet yet heavy in thought, until hand reached out to this fantasy woman who stalked my every dream, caught…,

Stage two: Change scene, through fantastic conversation I now see the value of patience. Spending my currency on time with you who keeps me appreciating our love escalating higher and higher bursting into an unquenchable fire. Flames ascend beyond the limits of sky reaching past the point where angels fly until the will of HE who gave me you brings me to…,

Stage Three: We two agree walking in a covenant of fellowship. I AM wed to your smile, to your eyes and the way they dance a waltz between hazel and brown; your sugar I found to be sweeter than the taste of the finest candy. I am frozen…, paused in appreciation, your heart has become my haven.

I remember the days I prayed! then you crossed my path a delicate treasure preserved behind glass, at last my soul is eased from it’s lonely torment, no longer will my love lay dormant; I now live daily dwelling in the arms of my love who saved me…,

GOD, I love you baby….

After I come to begin to realize my vision, I am all about my, Grind: to work or study laboriously, an excessively diligent student, of my Dreams. This is a….

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Vision Moment
By LIMITLESS

The tears I shed pour blankets of red fed up with the old tattered bones collecting dust in closet

so I took a step back to look at the
passing frames of life and paused it;
dissecting past discussions with Self

(the meaning of think twice)

My life passes in front of eye showing me what I believed to see plus a split screen on display called prosperity in destiny

bare with me somethings I can’t recall
specifically but what I know is I won’t
fall or crawl on my belly

I can’t bare the thoughts of my King speaking you failed me

so I press to see my life in plenty…

That’s why there’s no rest for me….

1 Thessalonians 1:3 “Remembering without ceasing your work of faith, and labour of love, and patience of hope in our Lord Jesus Christ,” This is…

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Labor of Love…
By LIMITLESS

No man knows the deeds of the craftsman hard at work, in the darkness, who sees?

No man knows his intent, his eye’s only focused on what he shall present.

No man knows the deeds of the craftsman hard at work, in the darkness, who sees?

His intense purpose displayed in detail, formed in thoughts, spoken through pangs and travail.

No man knows the deeds of the craftsman hard at work,

UNTIL,

the light is shown from the morning sun, the Craftsman smiles for his work is done;

he thinks upon his labor in the dark; labor performed amongst lashing tongues dripping venomous words of doubt– as if it where a blood sport.

He remembers the care and sacrifice mingled with his deed;

Now all can see the fruits of the labor he loves, adorned in what he believed…

He say’s with a smile,

“LORD, Now they can finally see ME.”

A reply is given with the sincerity of a loving Father,

“Now Arise and shine my Son for the glory of the Lord has risen upon thee”….

I strive to get better at apprehending my dreams until the day I step upon the firmament off my…

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Platform
By LIMITLESS

I Shelter my mind from intruding

suggestions that would divert my path

to perfection taking every point of

correction that my established taste

may dine on the buffet of grace I chase

the appetitie of the higher until it

becomes my driving desire surging

through my veins the fire of a fighter

passing weights off that my footsteps

be lighter than the history forbidding me

from seeking for the speed of the

Limitless frequency….

Gen 1:5- “And God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And the evening and the morning were the first day.” This is…

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The Birth of Day
By LIMITLESS

The Morning Sky is blown open by an epic sunrise. Groaning’s are heard as creation awakens to a subtle wind breathing.

A pink lite sky explodes into a brilliant orange gleaming with the pureness of day break, dreams faint, fading into memory.

I’ve been ready to see this day, my light shining in an awesome display, finally seeing the fruit of my labor,

When all work was done in the depth of darkness, when the Sun laid hidden away, participating in the making of creation, when prayers where loosed in my darkest moments;

Desire joined with hope giving focus to faith. Now soul stands with open arms, reaching for the dusk at the cusp of a warm embrace….

Gen 2:7 And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul. This is…

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I Have to Get Back…
By LIMITLESS

Shoulder pains, feeling the burden of sudden change. Birth canal opens to purpose banging on the door.

Explosions of light consuming the shadows of a life I remember no more,

Struggling, trying to fit an Earth size dream through the volume of a pen hole.

My Eye’s holdfast to the light that beckons me forward.

It’s a press!

Fighting to fit the form of an ancient breath; pressing in remembrance of the paradise my soul left.

I have to get back to my oasis, back to it’s luscious habitat, back to where God showed me the course of my tracks,

Before I departed from him, living a life separated from the Christ with-in.

I have to get back to paradise, back too my throne,

back to…,

back to the place that I once called home;

I have too…!

Get back….