Another Legend has been returned home, welcomed by love and peace, too rest under Golden Crowns jeweled by eternal inspiration….. This is…

It’s cold today…

LIMITLESS

The warmth has been stolen by grief searching for relief-

My history is departing into legend, with the loss of another star;

A King and his guitar are welcomed by open arms

Greeted by an Angel and Old friend whom’s flame still burns

Bright in our hearts

Maya and B.B Rest in Love for you have been welcomed home

At-last..

My Flaming white Doves-

Thank you for sharing your love…    

A flame grows ever defiant against the Storms which press to extinguish its flickering light; this is…

Flames of Perseverance

 

LIMITLESS

 

Prison Gates break fears fade into the midst of surrounding darkness

claiming another fallen foe

 

Four points to define direction-

otherwise it’s based on mad aggression with no collection of

 

Pieces which form a broken portrait– and still there in the distance…!

 

A Flame..,

 

Standing defiant-


Still….

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….

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….

THIS LIFE CAN BE LIKE A GIANT PUZZLE WE WALK THROUGH; ADDING AND REMOVING PIECES OF OURSELVES IN AN ATTEMPT TO FIND OUR ORIGINAL SELF. THIS IS A POEM EXPRESSING THE INNER TURMOIL ONE CAN FIND THEMSELVES STRUGGLING WITH WHEN THEY REALIZE…,

“I’M SHATTERED….?”

by LIMITLESS

Scattered and fragmented-

Evidence of a broken heart that never mended.

I’M SHATTERED,

In pieces,

Left solitary,

Forsaken like discarded feces….

IIIII’M

SHATTERED,

Blistered feet worn from searching for-

ME….

I’M SHATTERED,

How can I fix this split existence?

Someone, 

TELL ME

HELP ME,

“…. I’m…”

a tear falls heavy with concern )

“Shattered….”

“But I see another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin which is in my members.” -(Rom 7:24) There is a war going on in your mind; a battle between good & evil, righteousness & Sin But the Victory is yours… As soon as you awake to the realization that the fight is to believe Gods word & the one whom he has sent to dispense his grace unto you, until then, your time in the reality of mediocrity will keep on…

TICKING AWAY

by Edward (the Limitless Poet) Taylor III

Time ticking away, bitterness pining at my day, exposing cracks of unresolved frustration & decay…

Time ticking away…

Eye’s bloodshot soaked with tears, glazed over with the cloak of depression;

If I knew the purpose it might relieve the pressure off my surface…

Time ticking away…

Worthless my efforts seem only if time I could redeem:

Only if I could open my chest & let my heart scream,

…HELP ME…

Would my cries be heard? or would tears drop like acid rain corroding all hope?

Time ticking away…

My futures in the distance, will someone teach me how to bring it into today,

To make it alive, to dispel the self lies…

“you can’t make it”

“you’ll fail”

Let the truth in me reply…

GO TO HELL;

Time ticking away…

The brightness of morning marks a new day;

Self speaks with truth language, gloom evaporates away & the showers of night lift;

A multicolored sign of promise bows in the sky, with hope renewed,

I now have strength to pursue & pursue I must cause…

time

is

still

ticking…