Jamezeus - Hello Poetry

Thank you sweet Lord Jesus For setting the perfect example Worthy of all adoration You are worthy of all that falls upon you For you are blessed and I want only to redeem you You deserve the praise even in subtle whispers The ants dance for joy in your presence The birds chirp in delightment Be exalted now Heavenly Father You alone deserve our praise Blessed be the deity split in three All to unlock the human mind Peace be to you Lord of hosts Never let me stay away Lord GOD For though I often get swept away It is always YOU who brings me back Open your gates to me Lord GOD may that I experience Heaven here now Let it rain on all my self Till I’m soaked in YOU Holy Spirit And blessed be us mortal fools May we find you Thank you sweet Lord Jesus

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May 5, 2022

May 5, 2022 at 2:03 PM UTC

My 👑

Thank you sweet Lord Jesus For setting the perfect example Worthy of all adoration You are worthy of all that falls upon you For you are blessed and I want only to redeem you You deserve the praise even in subtle whispers The ants dance for joy in your presence The birds chirp in delightment Be exalted now Heavenly Father You alone deserve our praise Blessed be the deity split in three All to unlock the human mind Peace be to you Lord of hosts Never let me stay away Lord GOD For though I often get swept away It is always YOU who brings me back Open your gates to me Lord GOD may that I experience Heaven here now Let it rain on all my self Till I’m soaked in YOU Holy Spirit And blessed be us mortal fools May we find you Thank you sweet Lord Jesus

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I was suffocating without fire arms. I was drowning without a paddle. I was bleeding without a smudgeon. I was exasperated without despair. I was done before it began. I was tied before it was even off. I was drunk before the first sip. I was dead before the rooster cocked. I was cancelled before the first **** I was perplexed before I knew the why?

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Jan 16, 2022

Jan 16, 2022 at 12:07 PM UTC

One time

I was suffocating without fire arms. I was drowning without a paddle. I was bleeding without a smudgeon. I was exasperated without despair. I was done before it began. I was tied before it was even off. I was drunk before the first sip. I was dead before the rooster cocked. I was cancelled before the first **** I was perplexed before I knew the why?

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Clashing atoms sparkle the sky in mixed fire Let’s say for arguments sake you are useless No not a single good thing will ever come out of you Who the **** cares? And when you lay your head to rest at night I am there caressing your hair whispering all the secrets of the universe into your ear. But when you wake I will knock you down and when you try to get up I will brake your arm and when you cry out in pain I will spit in your face But don’t you ever dare die on me Don’t you not for one second think about pulling that trigger Without you I am nothing

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Jan 10, 2022

Jan 10, 2022 at 10:36 PM UTC

Spired in

Clashing atoms sparkle the sky in mixed fire Let’s say for arguments sake you are useless No not a single good thing will ever come out of you Who the **** cares? And when you lay your head to rest at night I am there caressing your hair whispering all the secrets of the universe into your ear. But when you wake I will knock you down and when you try to get up I will brake your arm and when you cry out in pain I will spit in your face But don’t you ever dare die on me Don’t you not for one second think about pulling that trigger Without you I am nothing

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Where it goes son, I don’t know Watch as they follow not understanding from whence it flows, Now give me control. Devour shallows Spit out the bone and marrow And if you linger a little longer find out it’s sour. My powers flower, And blossom brighter than Satans coward, The scepters showered And blessed heavenly delightful sounds still, Forget their sour......../...../..../...//./......................................

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Apr 19, 2021

Apr 19, 2021 at 6:51 PM UTC

Sweet or Sour

Where it goes son, I don’t know Watch as they follow not understanding from whence it flows, Now give me control. Devour shallows Spit out the bone and marrow And if you linger a little longer find out it’s sour. My powers flower, And blossom brighter than Satans coward, The scepters showered And blessed heavenly delightful sounds still, Forget their sour......../...../..../...//./......................................

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Who the hell woke me up? Now I’m here, oh? I know what you want to hear but also what you need. My host is torn between his own desires and doing what is right. Perhaps I can dance around his feeble kind long enough to get out a sickly post. What the hell has life come to. Agghhh Almost lost control but then you know who rules my soul? Still torn between the light and the night. Still torn between the light and the night Someone save me before my spirit turns vapor though I smoke enough to silence my resolve. Give me guidance to believe that flowers bloom for reasons unseen and passions fruit to quench my ego need. Logging off but don’t you worry I will be back hopefully with more control as of next.

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Mar 28, 2021

Mar 28, 2021 at 4:09 PM UTC

I don’t believe you

Who the hell woke me up? Now I’m here, oh? I know what you want to hear but also what you need. My host is torn between his own desires and doing what is right. Perhaps I can dance around his feeble kind long enough to get out a sickly post. What the hell has life come to. Agghhh Almost lost control but then you know who rules my soul? Still torn between the light and the night. Still torn between the light and the night Someone save me before my spirit turns vapor though I smoke enough to silence my resolve. Give me guidance to believe that flowers bloom for reasons unseen and passions fruit to quench my ego need. Logging off but don’t you worry I will be back hopefully with more control as of next.

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Nobody knows when the best day of their lives will be. Each opportune moment exists ceaselessly till the reaper swings his mighty scythe. But on that dying day we will recall which one we’d most desire again. Try and live for these. Selah Life tinkers onwards through this sodium balloon drawing ever closer to the atomic match. One ****** can keep a man chasing cheese his entire life. One can only assume it will never come. But on that dying platform we will recall which one we’d most desire again. I often ponder such concepts and try to hone how I should live. Selah Which of these do you prefer...?

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Mar 28, 2021

Mar 28, 2021 at 3:55 PM UTC

Drunken tales

Nobody knows when the best day of their lives will be. Each opportune moment exists ceaselessly till the reaper swings his mighty scythe. But on that dying day we will recall which one we’d most desire again. Try and live for these. Selah Life tinkers onwards through this sodium balloon drawing ever closer to the atomic match. One ****** can keep a man chasing cheese his entire life. One can only assume it will never come. But on that dying platform we will recall which one we’d most desire again. I often ponder such concepts and try to hone how I should live. Selah Which of these do you prefer...?

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The attention span has never been all that long Don’t let the elderly tell you otherwise I found your words to be deeply relatable But not strong enough to keep me around Do you hear that Allen ******* Ginsburg?! I am “Howl”ing at you now! How’s that proffesor?

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Jun 17, 2020

Jun 17, 2020 at 10:23 PM UTC

Late assignment

The attention span has never been all that long Don’t let the elderly tell you otherwise I found your words to be deeply relatable But not strong enough to keep me around Do you hear that Allen ******* Ginsburg?! I am “Howl”ing at you now! How’s that proffesor?

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This is the first day This is the last day I’ve always been alive I will forever live GOD lives in me I am not GOD

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Jun 7, 2020

Jun 7, 2020 at 12:02 PM UTC

Breathe

This is the first day This is the last day I’ve always been alive I will forever live GOD lives in me I am not GOD

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Horror is ever bustling for our attention and what’s worse is that once engaged we take on its persona. What’s even worse then is that we believe we have become the very terror we are partaking in. What’s worse still is that the very uglyness we have assumed will pester on trying to gain more time on this earth through us; it’s host.

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Apr 3, 2020

Apr 3, 2020 at 1:12 PM UTC

😩

Horror is ever bustling for our attention and what’s worse is that once engaged we take on its persona. What’s even worse then is that we believe we have become the very terror we are partaking in. What’s worse still is that the very uglyness we have assumed will pester on trying to gain more time on this earth through us; it’s host.

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Has happened I can’t describe it but I know Because now My heart is off And I have no desire To turn it back on I can wait For someone to turn it Back on

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Feb 11, 2020

Feb 11, 2020 at 2:45 PM UTC

Something new

Has happened I can’t describe it but I know Because now My heart is off And I have no desire To turn it back on I can wait For someone to turn it Back on

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