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Poetry with its own definition

Conclusion- a final statement or end to a matter. This is…

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Conclusion
By LIMITLESS

Can’t wait till I see my seal broken open treasures soak in motion coasting through my avenue few get to view life from highest like this brightness brings spice to this quit nice with this abnormal crisis flipped now it’s righteousness might with this power position portion when I listen to heavens rhythms my vision gets driven mission focused success minded I shed’d my past fast on the gas future heading direction blessing nesting on my throne resting haven strived for this poured blood sweat and soul for this white robes shine in this righteousness right fit I was made to carry the weight of the glory of my King God Jesus I sing praises to him Christ made it with-in formed and fashioned by a trial of fire conformed to a faith perspective from the lowest to the highest crown by his GRACE through faith MERCY I’ve been found lost no more sorrow is no more stopped the tragic tears that fell from blind eye’s that now behold Life Christ anointed thankful to be a Son appointed too the abundant life of TRUTH….

This is a journey of realization; realizing that God has shown himself faithful and true even though we may not always see his goodness, his favor, & his mercy: it’s almost as if we’ve become drunk on the thought that we have total control over every aspect of our lives- even the unforeseen situations that are obviously beyond our control and influence, this is a poem of those trapped in such a state. This is…

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Trust Drunk
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

It’s simple to think that we have absolute control over the days and the ways they unfold,

We hold tight to the graphic thoughts of taking each step according to our own direction, giving correction when things go sideways, not realizing our sight is like rats in a maze;

Be amazed on how in the beginning of each day sun-eye’s rise wide open to all things made new,

True steps taken when one realeases from hand the insecurities fears, darkness,& shadows;

These like bee’s seek the aroma of selfish addiction, control freakin think’n all should follow like lost ships too light flash,

Beckoning the blind to find deep pits to fall in calling them the cauldron of ignorants, running solo counting on self conjured mojo;

Stop, freeze please take photo for this posing idol fitting in a self framed ideal, boasting the tittle of “know it all” yet can’t find rest in nights stress,

No one close to confide in, each devil you name friend, no one close none can come in too invade this mentality “me against the world”- fallacy,

Crying, “how could this be the real me,” sighs when mirror replies with a wink, “just me and I kid care for a drink of distrust?”

Built walls of iron bars no one in no feelings out safe from harm withering carelessly though wrong;

You may say,”I trust the almighty,” yet your heart hides its true intent feeling sour from feasting on bitterness, soul too bruised and thrashed from harsh words repeating, “you’ll never be more than trash”

Broken self left shattered edges aimed at anyone approaching, letting daggers fly like bullets from gun until all fell two, one.

Left next to none dimming eye lies seeing shadows flee from sunrising lighting path to freely believe; now come to the realizing through all time God…

He has been the source keeping heart beating even feeding starved soul: He awoke spirit provided life to flow: He paved the way of escaping the dungeon of disfunction;

It was his Son that was hung, then spilt blood rushed, in the end faith won when one became sober in mind realizing all this time, I AM is the LORD God-‘Trustworthy’….

When your purpose pushes you beyond the point of no return, leaving you face to face with your greatest fears, feeling that at any moment your defining triumph will appear hear your inner voice screaming from with-in, YOU’VE GOT TO…

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MAKE IT
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Every step taken registers as earth shaken

No fake’n this passion is lit ready to lift energy beams to next level scenes

Expectation screams desire turns into hunger which turns into greed

Selfish for what’s mine no longer waste’n precious time each step leaves caution behind

Out of breath dream killers left shut-up twisted up by their own words sent to bind

No place remains for distractions to find I’ve got only one mission

That’s to make life changing decisions in line with God sent visions

Each step eating away at my pathway gaining ground until my promise is found

No mayday or bailout I’m on purpose so the option to fail is cast-out

I stay in route moving from a stagnant oasis to a flash flood

Shouts pour out when the weight of this press try’s to convert into stress

Surging dreams to the forefront of my mind reminding me why

I’m on this mission giving my all ditching the temptation to fall

It’s these words ghost written on my wall

Words my driven spirit observes when they call saying,

“Come on Man of God don’t give in don’t quit reject the pain when your muscles burn & your lungs scream for rest you’ve got to give it all you’ve got cause Champion is your title & lot let these words resound like a hammer pounding steel rushing like lightning striking the ground let it be sealed these prophetic words revealed;”

“MAN OF GOD YOU’VE GOT TO MAKE IT….”

The tragedies that plague our world tend to spark the unification of Families, peace Communities, & Countries to fight against the entities that pray on the vulnerable. It only takes the collective thoughts of one person to change the world they see- which in turn has an impact on so many others, some for the better & some for their own destructive greed- don’t be the later: But rather let us all make an effort in our own way to become as a whole a company of World Changers. This is…

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Morning Sunrise
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Awakened conscience eye’s open to the world around this morning seems strange the wind breaths a degree of change stretching to apply paint to frame picture a world where people feel the pain of their equal human beings respecting each life made sweeter then the ripest peach a world where children reflect the wisdom of their teach preached on soap boxes become outposts for truth a world where greed is disregarded more focus directed towards good works started imagine a world where no evil hails a world where love is pure and honest each man extending a helping hand to brake the barrier of division with the impact of a sledgehammer incision a world where there are no strangers the only funerals arranged are to bury anger next to hatred a world where the dreams of your neighbor are as crucial as your own significant as flesh to bone a world where true peace is found beyond ones home imagine a world where social status lines are erased and each man runs at his own pace a world where joyful tears wet faces no more pain burning from the flame of the insane…. Awakened conscience eye’s open to the world that is your own… How will you imagine it’s sunrise…?

Communication or lack thereof is one of the major causes of marriages failing. There should be no secrets between husband and wife but most of the time its the lack of trust and maturity that cause the birth of that silent killer; uncover the things that need to be said if you deem it important and let the significant other hear the complaint and concern of the one they vowed to love & cherish. I hope you take this into thought the next time your asked the question…

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Can We Talk?!
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Angelic sunlight seen when you’re in eye sight but the light is dimming as you walk away tears in eye’s from hurts hidden works giving no reward you’re found sitting in the shadows with the look of boredom your vocal sword swings curses wounds need nurses touch much going unsaid feeling as If there’s a stranger with me in bed communication dead frustrated
vision-gates turning red fed up with this arrangement where’s the love we found when our intimacy was in infancy form what happened to the love born is your heart scorned has my soul been mourned remember together we sworn in the courts of heaven no other we vowed to let in yet temptation seems to have crept in but no worries for no desire for sin dwells in mind just the thoughts trying to find the silver lining in all this grey areas still covered silent insults our eye’s mutter screaming hearts seeking for light in the dark fumbling over words unsaid prayers fly like flares brightening like lightning flashes quick sparks of hope sprouts then savagely choked “why didn’t you hear my cries!?” now my situation is exposed to spies weaving webs of entrapment they laugh when the sound of tear drops hit ground “WHERE IS THE PURGING OF MY HURTING” the desire for peace is why my heart still beats for you now will you just talk too me or will you just continue smothering everything I am I showed you myself I exposed to you all my treasures so why is that no longer enough why are your lips cold to the touch as if life has lost its taste for love & happiness I can’t believe we’re back to this unspoken emotions murdered by silence….

Ever have one of those moments where something you’ve thought about all of a sudden makes sence? It’s like a light bulb comes on in your head and you come to the realization of a great mystery, well this is a poem of one of those moments, this is an EPIPHANY ( A sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience.) of ME…

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An Epiphany of ME

Edward Taylor III

God shines down on ME;

The sun smiles down on ME;

I can feel the rain drops of hope that fall to refresh weary dreaming…

ME;

Delighted gazes pierce the silver shaded sky,

Rays of praise parts the grays so I can see…

ME;

God shines down on ME;

The sun smiles down on ME;

Seeing the melody of life flow like musical notes on a page they show…

ME,

A mystery accompanied by blue nights & diamond days they play questions,

Who am I , who am I supposed to be, & most importantly, who did God create me to be?

The answers are revealed as God opens the seals, like an ancient book, exposing…

ME…

I look up to see God shining down on ME;

The sun smiling down on ME;

&

I…

Smile back…