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Sunday, May 13, 2018

Hangin on the Web

Hang'in on the Web I was just hang'in on the Web, wait'in for an Uber rider. I don't know why, but I witness that the girls, love me. "I luv you", they say. And some few send me x-rated pics. I do not mind; I appreciate feminine beauty. Oh praise the God, for the beauties who offer Love this day. © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, May 12, 2018

Kate

Kate Morning brought a surprise A call from you, dear Kate. Actually, it was a text. Only your number showed up; I could not remember your name. "Kate", you told me. In a moment, my life changed, transformed by Love. Hope rose like the Sun. We texted for hours. Now, all Shams wants is to hear your voice. The poet in me wants to bathe in the glory of your sound. I will write a symphony to your lyric self. © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, May 11, 2018

Sex Scam

Sex Scam There are so many scammers using our hunger for love to cheat us; to beg Itune cards or worse. Have you heard about her uncle? The one who has been managing her trust left to her by her murdered folks. She cannot touch the money til married. Every day, “Do you love me?” Her daily query. Cause if you do, you will trust her with your bank info so Uncle can bless you both with wealth beyond need. Do you love me? Not enough to wreck my life. © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, May 10, 2018

Front Porch

Front Porch I moved my favorite (and only) rocking chair to the front porch this morning. Now sitting in awakening consciousness, Shams is swept away by Presence, The Presence. I send white light around my neighbor, who is on a ladder trimming his trees. I grow in Love and Compassion. I like my front porch Very much! © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 9, 2018

I Manifested You

I manifested you from the silent ethers of God(dess)'s sweet love. You were too young yet wiae beyond your years. You came into my life, An Angel of Light and Love. Now, I long for you day and night. And from you: Silence. Love is born in Silence. We shall all \Be Borb Again. © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Someone else's poem

May 8, 2018 The Voice of Go Crystal Williams Poe m for Aretha Franklin when she opens her mouth our world swells like dawn on the pond when the sun licks the water & the jay garbles, the whole quiet thing coming into tune, the gnats, frogs, the dandelion pollen, the pebbles & leaves & the whole world of us sitting at the throat of the jay dancing in the throat of the jay all of us on the lip of the jay singing doowop, doowop, do. Copyright © 2018 Crystal Williams. Used with permission of the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, May 5, 2018

The Whole Universe Groans

The Whole Universe Groans The whole universe groans in travail til the coming of humanity to the full glory of their calling. These last days are hard as humanity is reborn. The groaning; the birth pains are real. The old humanity of fear and its resulting greed are flailing in the marketplace. Our governors have lost their way; the blind are leading the blind. Despair not, oh dear ones for God is still in charge. © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, May 4, 2018

Oh God, Forgive Me

Oh God, Forgive Me Oh Dear God, Forgive me. For living my moments alone. Oh God, forgive me. For forgetting to remember Thee. Oh Dear God, forgive me. For squandering my inheritance. by living without remembrance; without awareness of Thee. Oh God, forgive me. For substituting fear, my own creation, for Presence. Dear God, forgive me. For seeing issues where only Love should be. © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Suffer No Longer

Suffer No Longer Suffer not, Dear One. Suffer no longer, the outragious explainations of your mind. Only Creator, knows the truth. Turn inward to know. Listen to the still, small voice within. Truth must be loving; Truth must be free. Truth flows, truth grows. It is speaking constantly from within; If we only listen. © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 30, 2018

Moments

Moments As a writer, as a poet I have these moments. You all know what I mean. They are the magic moments when the heart sees directly. It speaks in that still small voice. Saying, "See this truth!" "Savor this connection." And when Shams does, joy is the fruit. © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, April 29, 2018

God speaks with all of us but ...

There is a voice within that constantly speaks for the Almighty. The still, small voice whispering only truth twenty-four seven, would have us to awaken, Now. © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, April 28, 2018

One Wonders

Sitting quietly, watching the morning news, one wonders is God in charge? Or, did God leave us to our own devices? This world is crazy, we must admit. One wonders... Perhaps God loves us so much that we have been given All power and authority. © 2018. Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Friend

Friend Oh Dear Friend when you're not here I am lost. When you are here, I am lost in you. Shams has accepted living this way. Now lost is found. Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, April 22, 2018

A Drunken Poem

i went went to the tavern of Love After hours. The dervishes had not left yet They welcomed me with open arms and open burning hearts We drank till dawn entwined in love’s song. Shouts and shots and songs of love’s devotion carried us to heaven’s gate. incestuous lovers, we left the tavern staggering under love’s Annihllating joy! Shams says hurray! © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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A Drunken Poem

i went went to the tavern of Love After hours. The dervishes had not left yet They welcomed me with open arms and open burning hearts We drank till dawn entwined in love’s song. Shouts and shots and songs of love’s devotion carried us to heaven’s gate. incestuous lovers, we left the tavern staggering under love’s Annihllating joy! Shams says hurray! © 2018 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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