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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….

Never let anyone or anything succeed in eclipsing the light of hope burning inside you. Let your flame burn bright with all the strength you posses; even in the midst of your fight, make your declaration of victory….

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I STILL SHINE
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Night blankets the dimming sun, light has faded to its rest & I’m left to think back on every breath. In amazement I begin to realize how an effervescent beam of hope exudes from with-in, I hesitate the question, “I still shine?” After all that has come to attempt to extinguish this burning flame I hear my soul sing, “I still shine….”

Through the trial of time I’ve come to a point of uncovering that which has struggled to be. This light in me has suffered the force of an unforgiving wind; when no direction was given & all around seemed to be on a descend it was then I recognized, “I still shine….”

Even when no external starlight could be seen through the dim cluster of cloud, as if joy itself had been swallowed in the abyss of doubt, “I still shine….” When not even the comfort of kindness held any warmth in it’s core, “I still shine….”

Even when the ravenous pack of dream killing wolves stalked my thoughts, attempting to devour my flaming candle stick-
My soul…
I can still hear its defiance, “I still shine…!”

No longer blind to the beautiful lustrous fire surging to the surface my vision stands illuminated. My desires have not faded, I shall be the King over all that has been gifted to me: I shall no longer hide behind the shadows of uncertainty: I shall fan this blaze into a consuming frenzy devouring all that opposes me.

I, like the Phoenix shall rise from these darkening ashes, ascending to where after time has come to it’s end & the enemies of my hope are never seen again, then shall I take seat on my throne, it shall be known & defined, “I STILL SHINE….”

“The voice of a writer is heard through his instrument- which has a story all it’s own” – Edward T. This is…

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Hear Me…
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

I lay waiting patiently for my purpose-full activation, laying my eye’s upon the view of my value- which is a subjective perspective. I am a subject to the vision of He who holds me in hand. I sit waiting for the time I am made useful, I’m so full of his expressions, I sit ready to shed my life source until I have nothing else to give; it’s my purpose to die that his vision may live.

I am an extension of his soul; through me his thoughts exist bringing life to imagination when I’m gripped in hand. I’m honored to be his tool, his voice in a two dimensional universe.

Each word written has the power to influence the mind, each paragraph defines what he see’s, even his eye’s are connected to me.

In the Muse we become one entity- he is me. Here in the depths of meditation he retreats to his castle in the sky.

The Dream Writer is what I call him, the pureness of inspiration is what I saw in him, so I called to him.

When he picked me up I became the currier of his deepest emotions. I feel his pain as each letter soaks in. You see, with me he escapes into paradise: with me he breaths life to a blank canvas, each word closely woven into his soul. The melody created in each depicting phrase is something divinely provoked, each statement a musical note.

With a thousand words he paints a perfect portrait of…

I…

I am his release.

I am the vehicle of his peace.

I am his silent friend…

I am his Pen….

Isn’t it funny how at the end of the hectic situations we go through in life we can look back and see things so clearly. The very thing you thought would be your undoing was actually your stepping stone to greatness…, only if we could see that while where going through the seeming adversities of our lives; I think this scripture says it best ( James 1: 2-4 ) My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing. This is…

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20-20
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Yes Hind Site is 20-20: But isn’t it funny how we run through life making decisions not even thinking twice,

Until we’re face to face with the consequences of the actions of the mind, struggling to see that all things make since after time,

But again my wish for me & those who think back looking at regrets is that we could look at our situations as perfect.

I desire that we would see that all things are for our good.

Only if I could believe what I see by faith. I would receive the strength that comes in the prayers that run to the throne of Grace…,

Only if I could see that the future is working for me; maybe then I would desire to hold on-

I would desire to stay in the land of the living giving thanks for each day:

But I digress & again I say, “hind site is 20-20 isn’t it funny…?”

I

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‘I’
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

I grasp the clouds & part them as a scroll,
I look at my creation & peer into every man’s soul,
My every thought displayed, in the sway of trees.
The animation of life & their gift of days are from me.
I pour out my rain upon creation,
I humble myself to watch it grow;

Then I gathered that which was mine before the foundations of time. I dwelt among you myself to see this done. My blood was shed to seal the ones I chose to be.
I opened the eye’s of those who couldn’t see;
At my rebuke death was turned away.

I AM the giver of miracles.

I AM the gift of healing,

I AM the source of wisdom & knowledge.

I AM joy, love, & peace.

I call to you my children COME;
My face I command you to SEEK….

Hope you’ve had a great 4th of July everyone, This poem was inspired by the beautiful day I enjoyed with my family; This is…

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Create a Day
Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Each morning brings a new canvas to paint so I think that this day will display all that my God has created the soft subtle breeze the lushes clouds that lie in a brilliant blue ski, snow kissed mountain peaks peek through the soft haze, trees reaching towards the sun wishing to be kissed by one blessed ray of glory, this portrait tells a story of the glory of my Awesome King, painted on this canvas are the smiles of many driven by the elusive sun to run to a place where it can cares their faces as they taste the day. I wish I could stay in this place this perfectly detailed portrait so lit with joy, for this day was painted for me to see that all things have their time, I thank God that this day has been declared as mine. Looking over the contrasting coolness of each wave I feel saved from the stresses that clouded my sight: I feel far from the fears that caused me fright. This day has been framed in memory. This day that was painted just for me….

Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born again, he cannot † see the kingdom of God.

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Birth Pains
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

OH!!!
How frustrated are my desires, wanting to break-out into what I’ve always dreamed of; the place my heart always loved: But I struggle to break the cycle of the matrix; dreams kick, dreams kick, dreams kick like over lapping contractions I run gaining traction despite the recurring distractions.

OH!!!
This process is extensive; too stretch my faith as wings caught in the wind carried away by the grace given, my movements inch’n me closer to my breakthrough, hungry to breath my first. I grow more eager to finally exhale my dreams.

OH!!!
How my frustration intensifies with every denial I encounter. I double my efforts to break-out: but the more I progress the tighter the stress until…

OH!!!
One last push is demanded, THE PAIN IS SO MUCH I CAN’T STAND IT; then the portal parts, moving with great haste I accelerate the more, fueled by the anticipation of my first taste of freedom.

AH!!!
I’m out of the cycle of lack & frustration. I’ve been born again, blessed to exit the birth canal named ‘Transition’; I’m now in position growing stronger with every decision, staying true to the heavenly vision, MY GOD…, I have risen….

“And out of the ground the LORD God formed every beast of the field, and every fowl of the air; and brought them unto Adam to see what he would call them: and whatsoever Adam called every living creature, that was the name thereof”- (Gen. 2:19). What do you name your situations, How shall you define your reality? This is…

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Redefining Reality
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

“March 1… 2… STEP”- A term that defines they which have been labeled as weak, they that now speak in cadence, marching towards what they once feared. These are the footsteps of those who are bold at hearts center, they enter the Frey with a mind to come out on top of the crop, stemming from a holy line that has no end, these Sons of God are become my brethren.

Eternal gaze- An out-look over all that is made possible by the promise of inheritance; A mind spending time giving consent to all the good creation brings in front of me, “loved I’m that”, it says. Its pathway laid in certainty, knowing that the King & I live eternally.

Determination- A soul which is time consumed, stocking the passion of haven everything God promised. A Spirit that shall obtain a level gained when the Lamb took flame and became the ruling lion hearted his blood marked it, heavens gates…, my finish-line target….

I wrote this poem after watching the movie ‘Red Tails’ which is about the Tuskegee Airman, a group of African American Fighter Pilots who flew during World War Two; the film inspired me to write this poem. I truly hope I’ve done their legacy justice. This is…

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We Fight… We Fight… We Fight…
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

From the moment the engine cranks, to the taxi onto the runway, they we’re faced with the challenge of succeeding in a world designed for them to fail.

From the moment that first mighty breeze lifted their wings into the atmosphere of uncertainty: to the time they flew in the face of discrimination, disrespect, & segregation.

From the moment of calm before the first shots are fired, to the pounding of the heart when they recorded their first kills; They fought… They fought… They fought….

They fought for respect, they fought for love, they fought for their families & friendships: but most of all they fought for their Country…
…They fought for us.

“From the last plane, to the last bullet, to the last man, WE FIGHT, we fight! WE FIGHT we fight! WE FIGHT!”

A Leap of faith is a poem I wrote with the intent of painting the picture of actually stepping out of your comfort zone too reach for what your believing for, trusting that when you step off the ledge, you will not fall. This is…

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A Leap of Faith
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Darkness surrounds behind closed eye’s. I’m standing at the edge commanding the light to come. Girding myself up in the garments of courage, the mark of a Son, I run, & run, & run until all is still…. I feel the release from all that oppressed me: all that held me back binding my footsteps to the wrong track. But here I have no fear, no doubt, nor unbelief; I’m free to extend my wings: I’m free to reach beyond the impossible. Disregarding the bitter seeds that where sown in a young heart; I’m finally starting too live the life I dream. I’m far above the storm clouds, looking down at the fears I once halted at.

My footsteps make their imprint in the clouds, I number them one through nine, on my way too ten I drop the weights that where rooted with-in, Looking up, I see the Star’s beckoning me to ascend; Then I’m hit with ray’s of hope shooting from a freshly risen sun. I take one breath shaking off any reasonable doubt, harnessing the strength of the wind, releasing the desires given I shout, “I CAN FLY”; there’s no fear of falling, just a serene peace I’ve sought since the day I was released from the spell of the beast. I now fly amongst angels, holding conversations with constellations, and it only took one extraordinary leap….