Gym Is My Church

I can no longer sit idle,
When the training grounds await,
Testing my abilities to the extreme,
Inviting my enraging state,
As I burn away left with lean,
Throw away my weaker days,
Sweat out the poisons within,
Growing stronger as a king,
Choosing to rebel against procrastination. 

Making Love In The Dark Of Winter

Oh. so often trapped,
Victim to a techno-centric world,
For the reality outside is a cold and dark one.
An existence deleterious to happiness,
Breeds protestations defiant of circumstance.

Yet endurance grants concatenated moments,
Events of prurient nature,
As beautiful echelons pass by,
No joy shall be missed,
None need suffer alone in the dark,
When so much may be enjoyed together.

  

2014, a chance for new beginnings and ideas.

Hope you all have had an enjoyable and well-deserved break during the festive season. I admit that I have had very little inspiration to write in quite some time. However, now that some time has passed and I have been looking back at was has happened and how I feel now, you can expect the poetry to return! A new idea that I would like to share is that, all the new words I learn and hear I shall collect to form poems related to moments in my life. I have already collected some new words recently and you can soon expect a new poem to be published. Wait and see everyone!