MOVING
by LIMITLESS
Is this the day?!
for my expectation,
revelation =ing relation,
finally achieving my hearts craving
works believing what I AM receiving
grace taste sweet upon lips speaking
a certain sound which moves me to
what–
is….
Tag: poem
This is a repost of my abstract poem “I WANT IT BAD”
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
I want it BAD
by LIMITLESSI 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….
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….
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….
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….
Gens 1:2 “And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.” This is…
Exordium
By LIMITLESS
In The beginning God created anything and everything. From the construction of thought came the essence of the unseen, any and everything came to being.
Light sprang from heart, mind, breath leaping into the abyss bursting into diamond shards frozen in the gaze of eternity.
Heaven received its foundations, Earth was set in its place, then the spirit of God moved over its un-sculptured face. Gods canvas began to take shape: the King of Heaven establishes his Gates.
The essence of life then gave birth to the seed of imagination creating ground pregnant with intent, intending on demonstrating the power of Word sent.
In the beginning of anything and everything time stood bordered by Moon and Sun, Exordium- the beginning of any and everything, day one…
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…
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….
If I could ever define the reason why I write, I could only say, this is…
MY DREAM
By LIMITLESS
I, dream to be on stages proclaiming Gods praises speaking words that evoke change, this is what I endorse, bringing reconciliation to aspirations once divorced.
I, dream of writing portraits, pictures painted upon the canvas of the heart, masterpieces worthy of Pulitzer Prize recognition, bringing healing to hearts that received corrupting incisions.
I, dream of poems full of wisdom, encouragement, and instruction; bridging the gap between what’s naturally seen reaching Heavens junction.
I, dream of my gifting in its perfection providing shelter for souls needing protection manifesting Christ to those who seek life.
I, dream of my children’s children rehearsing my words, seeing my heart, and inhaling every word learning life through my lessons pushing them to greater highest.
I, dream of a place where I AM free, Freewriting my path brainstorming my
imagination-station, the factory where these words are framed.
I, dream of a life without want or need, where everything is supplied by the Gospel I believe.
I, dream of works published, works that will stand the test of time long after my transition through space and time.
These are things I hold close to chest hoping to see them manifest before my last breath….
A Lie- a false statement made with deliberate intent to deceive; an intentional untruth; a falsehood. A Truth- honesty; integrity; truthfulness.
Mortal Enemies
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III
Shadows flee from the hum of light ignited,
Fiery flames reach into the abyss of darkness spreading star dust,
Ambers brush across the horizon.
Soul awakens: rising, reaching, climbing out of hypocrisies tar-pit, thirsty for light, desperate for life;
Longing for the truth that cuts like a double edged sword, blind eye’s open, star gazing,
Illuminated vision forcing division…
Lies and Truth–
mingle not…!
PAIN- Mental or emotional suffering or torment. This is…
PAIN
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III
Emotions range from distorted images in the mind,
Finding a rational grip on the ledge it climbs,
Setting goals too grab hold of the reasonings emotions breed from,
We too run,
Attempting to make it through cloudy venues; trying to find the opposite place to hide face from the bitter emotions and there addictive taste.
Some find shelter in a bottle of hopelessness,
Others fly high struggling to stay above the emotional storm that rages, rattling cages, ripping the foundation from under houses built upon lies,
Uncovering what was kept with-in self, treasures of darkness, a prisoners wealth,
Discovered by the light that shines through the ebony vail pressing through the fires of Hell,
Reaping the spoils of war, forgetting the emotions that haunted a life torn from the–
PAIN…
“After this I looked, and, behold, a door was opened in heaven: and the first voice which I heard was as it were of a trumpet talking with me; which said, Come up hither, and I will shew thee things which must be hereafter.” (Revelation 4:1)
COME UP HERE
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III
Who knew the new would be so cool, realizing the real piercing past what I feel, hearing the call to open up what’s been sealed.
I’d be crazy too dismiss my breakthrough sweeping in so graceful leaving me thankful for my stand.
In this brand-new reality my decision making is creating creative thoughts, shaping my world with precision;
Raising the bar too new dimensions. Watching my thoughts influence the world around.
Words unbound flow from the throne of the perfect, written on your heart the ingredients for a fresh start.
Spoken words of freedom, keys to the Kingdom my soul cried, “I NEED THEM”,
A voice of instruction shattered the silence of thought, speaking,
“Heed then the commandment breathed in your ear, harken to the call to, “COME UP HERE” that you may perceive what liberated eye’s behold”….
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