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DO YOU KNOW WHAT I’M THINKING?

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WHAT AM I THINKING?

by LIMITLESS 

Do you know what I’m thinking?

Really

Rarely do I reveal thoughts hidden deep when I speak

Until

Written through the avenue of the pen

Then 

Inner thoughts are given 

For instance the worry which weighs heavy upon the head crown’d with the duty of leading his

Kingdom

Seeing all problems that exist dealing with self induced impatience

Searching for the right answers on how to arrange this life including the lives given the title of

Responsible live’n

Holding on to the substance  of hope praying that when it comes to crunch time I don’t choke   

Finally beginning to see the comprehension of the scriptures I quote

Noting the conversations I have with Self evaluating every decision 

Under question when development is arrest’n growth leaving soul in gross frustration

Requiring replacement from basement to top-shelf increasing stature by thought 

Daily thinking on these things 

Are my decisions benefiting my legacy?

Will people remember me?

Have I added a fruitful branch to this family tree? 

These thoughts interesting me while I deal with my day to day responsibility  testing the core of me 

Why is life stressing me to exist at a lower level than intended?

Stereotypes defining what’s right editing programming multimedia cramming predetermined paths of

Thought

Eliminating the individual me why can’t I believe what I see?

Is the whole world seduced by fallacies on a campaign to eliminate the imagination in me

 In an effort to darken my day dreaming of hope-filled pastures I rest in when I finally awaken

From thoughts you now know….   

 

LOVE IS A HIGH LIKE NO OTHER, MAKING LIFE THAT MUCH SWEETER WHEN YOU FIND IT, THIS IS…

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“HIGH LIFE” 

by LIMITLESS

I’m

LOVE’N

LIVE’N

in love with the script written treasuring this good woman 

sent from loves treasure chest so much she invests 

so in love with brightness 

I thought I’d never find this

is 

something special 

keeping me willingly seeking for any and every way to keep the smile upon this portrait 

of 

love & compassion broadcast’n to all that true love exists 

encouraging others to answer the call 

to high to fall away from 

the one 

who holds my heart under lock and key 

She 

my Angel, 

with one kiss, she opened my eye’s to this

life high above all darkness that comes 

She has become a shelter 

My love 

My Angel

My heart melt’er felt her comfort when she fanned to flame 

passions amber’s 

keeping me high, intoxicated,

my loneliness 

VINDICATED….

Sometimes life can get so crazy that it seems to be one big circus- well if that happens to be the case, then let me take center spot light shining for all to see. This is…

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The Circus

by LIMITLESS 

Looking at life from a different angle

I begin to untangle the blinding darkness seeing clearly that we all perform

for the approval of the usual suspects

peer pressure is used to test ya

finding out if you have what it takes with-in

to tight rope upon yarn paper-thin

struggling to cross the abyss of nothingness with soul in tact

maintaining a

professional act

trying to track the footsteps of who you are catching up with the real you so the void in life can

be filled by truth

answering the quest

“is God real?”

in you this riddle is fulfilled now you begin to build the

stature of a Ring Master

biding all too come see the fruit from a righteous tree

willingly eye’s become open to

see that life is a circus we all perform in where paupers become Kings seeking for a standing ovation….

sitting back listening to my favorite grooves by The Roots I fell into insperation and wrote this…

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AT DAYS END

By LIMITLESS

 

The formal way

Of courses lay upon muddy ground directed by ruts

 To

A poverty mindset

 But I,

 Course correct

 Looking up to see the guide to the new

 The same view of lost ships set a drift

Moon-shines, stars reach with a light hand, & morning intrudes on it all 

My heart calls

Too new ways of thought finding self-resting in wealth more than monetary

Values of truth speak magnitudes upon the ears of the youth

At

Hearts closing I find the rose of life still growing

 Into perfection with every lesson

Still hoping for a passing grade

When my soul is examined

At

The end of days promised….  

I got a yes

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I got a yes!
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Am I your beloved?
Yes.
Am I your Son?
Yes.
Am I going to see the joy filled days you promised me?
Yes.
Am I gonna walk in the health of my soul prospering,
Living life through your Son the Word?
Yes.
Are my thoughts pleasing to your eye’s?
Yes
Are my praises honored by the attention of your ears?
Yes
Can you hear me when I call?
Yes.
Am I secured in your hand, Shielded from the effects of the Fall?
Yes…,
“Now arise my Son for you are blessed put your mind at rest for you this day have obtained a Yes….”

This poem pays homage to the city I am from as well as symbolizing the emotional turmoil a person can go through, this is….

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SEATTLE RAIN
By LIMITLESS

Tear drops fall from eye clouds, the build up of the pain inside has grown too loud, to hold it in any-longer would mean death by blunt-force trauma, too retain it would resemble the feeling of laying upon a cushion of Space Needles piercing my soul with-in;

Tear drops fall from eye clouds, which once held a look so proud, even the mirror shouted loud, “thou art the fairest,” now it looks back saying, “I’m embraced,” losing focus of the vision I cherished, head spinning faster then the downtown fairest-wheel, round & round;

Tears fall from eye clouds, longing for the peace that hides behind the gray shroud, above, looking for love that’s evergreen, captivating as a clean mountain scene cascading in view, hoping that this rain can purge me through and through;

Tears drop from eye clouds, sourced from thoughts bound in The Clink sinking into hypothetical fears, these 206 tears dropping into a union of lakes, sandy shores prone to Earthquakes;

Tear drops fall from eye clouds, air-porting my hopes above this storm reserving them, preserving them under volcanic ashes, from them grows grapes of the past bursting Merlot underfoot;

Tear drops fall from eye clouds, the Puget sounds, cool winds chill crowns in this storm, in this Seattle rain that pounds….

Am I alone? Is a question a person finds themselves asking on this journey through life, brought on by moments where one feels overwhelmed by their duties, relationships and other commitments. A person may feel that their the only ones bearing the load, longing for aid, I had a moment such as this, so I wrote…

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Is Anybody Out there?
By LIMITLESS

Is somebody out there…?

Is somebody out there bruised and broken?

Is somebody out there closed eye’s hope’n

Is somebody out there willing to take that leap

is somebody out there playing dodge ball with the light that seek’s?

Is somebody out there cutting ties to bitter memories?

Is somebody out there wandering if they can make it to the end?

Is somebody out there?!

Somebody that cares;

Somebody who can cancel the poisonous effects of my fears,

Is somebody,

ANYBODY,

out here on a limb with me wanting to see if they can sore, waiting for the strength to fly once more?

Please!

I’m asking,

is anybody out there…?

This poem was inspired by a documentary on Hip-Hop directed by Hip-Hop artist Ice-T. This is…

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Behind Bars
by LIMITLESS

My life exists between measurements, between the tick-tock, tick-tock, tempo following a beat that never stops;

vocal portraits seen in every line written, but have you ever taken time out to find out what’s the meaning behind?

my life exists between measurements,
at the edge of a pen is where it begins
too take shape formed from thoughts dwelling on life experiences;

I am a window to the soul of man; from the heart I’m sent with a plan to convey a message purposed to keep hands raised, to evoke strength so one can stand through the craze of the day to day grind easing the may-day’s off the mind.

My life exists between measurements beginning in ancient days when Griot’s told tales and fables, I existed before time had tables, each line is mine;

I am more than a rhyme,

I am the story of a young son hustling on the corner,

I am the story of a young daughter left on her own to roam,

I am history written to melody,

I am the written word spoken giving those who hear a picture of one’s personal Heaven or Hell,

I AM the antidote when all prescriptions fail!

My life exists between measurements, between the tick and the tock; I am woven in to the soul of Hip-Hop, Country, Rock, Rhythm and Blues long before I was sold slave to the “Pop-charts,”

My life existed…!

between measurements, between the tick- tock, so why is the light darkening?

Why has the beat stopped…?!

What happened to the tick-tock,

MY! tick-tock….

Aperture- an opening, as a hole, slit, crack, gap, etc.

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In View
by LIMITLESS

My hope stacks as a bull-work against on coming attacks fighting the urge to back track

slack used to be my I.D. but now I seek for truth with-in me trying to see through dim vision piercing

gazes attached to a foggy mirror, HELP ME see clearer,

“mirror mirror on the wall tell me the truth of it all;”

an awkward pause follows…,

it seems that truth pills are hard to swallow, but,

I digress

I refuse to wallow in self induced stress stretching my scope wider so I can see my desire in panoramic perception

drinking the cup of correction altering the scene in front of I,

eyesight drawn to a sliver of an opening splitting the gray

daylight screams through an aperture view leaving me to see what is–

TRUTH,

I just hope I can hold on to you, my desire in view….

Realizing that every day, every moment, every second, of every step brings me closer to my ultimate purpose and passion motivates me to keep…

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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….