8th grade
april 14
you don't have a reason to be sad
you don't deserve it
why do you think you should be allowed to be sad
what happened to you
nothing
nothing happened
stop seeking attention
you don't deserve it
10th grade
march 30
you don't have to have a reason
you can just be sad
it's okay little one
feel your feelings
don't act on your impulses
you are enough
At any moment in time our thoughts can come through
If that is your true desire you will know what to do
Design a plan, create a path , set it in motion
Hard work and processing is the key not a magic potion
You can do anything in life you just have to believe
Write down what you really want time to succeed
We are a product of all are thoughts stored in our brains
Find the one you need and flush the others down the drain
Do what really makes you happy and brings joy to your life
Take this though bring it into focus, no need to think twice
When you act on a positive thought good things can transpire
Don’t wait until it’s too late, some effort will be required
I’m a rebel who is quiet
No one cares about my job
You won’t see me in the riot
Or among the chanting mob
What’s the point of going crazy
For the wages of police
There’s no aim those rebels chasing
But to act on silly whims
We can watch it on the screen
Burning cars and broken glass
Rebels fleeing from the scene
Some are losing their masks
These are games the children play
Just a gushing of hormones
See them quickly run away
When they hear the siren song
There’s no use to file petitions
Rallies are a waste of time
Rebels' proud propositions
Are too old to work out fine
I’m engaged into the quiet
Little job I do for all
It’s not hard for you to try it
Rulers overdue to fall
They might not collapse today
But to think of it we must
Every minute of each day
Then we’ll see them bite the dust.
Revealing yourself
Feels like a burden
You try real well
To disguise your pain
Doing so pushed me aside
Still I listen to your silence
I accept your choice
I protect your lie
But I don’t want to absorb
What’s not mine to carry
Those eyes still avoid
What you want the most
Past is no longer shown
Evolving makes you see
Can’t hold on to this bond
If you don’t face clarity
Reveal the truth
The one’s your own
Cut the wrong ties
Who made you run
Act on inspiration
Sustain your steps
Your time is up
So never do less
Connect to the moment
Create with passion
Instincts won’t fail you
In a shift of emotion
Take my advice
With love
M
Planning is proof that you believe
God the Father will move the pieces for you
But you need to plan
Faith is the highest form of planning
Act on your faith and realise that
Planning is an act of faith
Today many have faith but don’t plan
Faith is the one thing you should act upon
Sharpen your skill
Believing in the SON
Will enhance the act of faith
God will help your future so
Act on your faith
Planning is proof that you believe
God the Father will move the pieces for you
But you need to plan
Faith is the Future being told to the present
Mark Frank
Tortured souls regain control,
Of a life someone stole,
We were told many lies,
The soul never dies,
It tries to reach you,
So, you let it through,
But you have too much to do,
And it's clouding your view,
Staying true to a plan,
you act on command,
Fulfilling others demands,
Working to understand,
Where you truly stand,
They say they own the land,
and control the Grand scheme,
Yet it seems only one sided,
Everyone is now divided,
Their power comes uninvited,
It's time we become reunited,
living clear sighted,
Excited about your connection,
Delighted we can make corrections,
Letting the infection heal,
The world is yours for real,
It's created by how you feel,
Only you control the wheel,
Don't let anyone steal,
Your Souls unique appeal.
It’s a shame, really
This feeling
It burns
The only way
That I can explain it
To the Non-Addict is
You want something
A specific something
To change your mood
But at the same time
You don’t
Yet you act on it anyway
Rehab
That
You didn’t teach me that this would be a lifelong sentence of surveillance
You just gave me a certificate
Slapped me on the back
And said
“30 days was enough”
Why is it so hard to climb just 12 steps?
An active Christian who debated others..
Is all.' A little out there.' Yet he cared.' Trying in the Word, to enlighten and save.'
Appalingly murdered today in Utah
By someone? who he would already have
Forgave, forgave because only God can judge..To take a life, is so terrible I can
Think of no thing worse.' Than to hold; evil so deep,
To act on such a grudge'
Dumb bell to Barbell
Where to start
Creating the shapely body institution
Full length mirror observation
Turning weak muscle into a sensation
Planning in goal, focus, conditioning and transformation
Lift in concentrate
Pain and gain
Muscle tone
No longer weak
Becoming strong to seek
Theory of Nutrition
Eat to feed
Objective in deed
Barrier in passing defeat
Results that come out
Being confident as you move about
Own transformation story
Compliments to except
The journey in knowing you can
Determination to carry on
Achievement with every effort
Act on and still with
Patience throughout
Through the entire workout
Showcase mirror
Feeling proud thereafter
Exercise to transform
You alone
Better you to pursue
It’s all about you.
The young are prone to blithely say, “Time’s on my side,”
but youth’s no promise one will long on Earth abide.
“He died too soon,” we say beside a young one’s grave
and ponder why God opted not his life to save.
Those who have not achieved all they desire in life
sometimes blame others~~even God~~for pain and strife.
Let’s flip the coin. Are we convinced that we deserve
all blessings we receive? Do we have that much nerve?
God’s ways are not our ways; we cannot think like Him,*
but we must trust he doesn’t merely act on whim.
(*Isaiah 55:8)
His Word assures He loves us; this, we must believe
and have deep faith He’ll comfort us each time we grieve.
When we depart this shell of clay, we’ll clearly see
what we now view as through a glass dark as can be.”
(I Corin. 13:2, the Apostle Paul)
“…I’m proud of you…”
The words sting in vain,
The words hit me like a train,
The tears crawl to my eyes,
The protective barrier dies.
“…I’m proud of you…”
My world crumbles,
My words stumble,
My heart races,
My throat rages.
“…I’m proud of you…”
All things lost,
All thoughts are at a cost,
All people don’t exist,
All tears fall without resist.
“…I’m proud of you…”
Get it together,
Get all barriers to face the contender,
Get to laughing it off hurry!
Get the act on so they don’t worry!
“Thanks. I appreciate it..”
They believed the lie,
They will never see me cry,
They will never see the brutality,
They will never find out the assailed reality.
If its your calling
Soon one day it will happen
Accept, act on it.
the first crush after a breakup is hard.
I keep seeing images of you in him and I'm scared my past is repeating.
I probably won't act on it.
It is nice to be out of my pit though.
my pit of loneliness,
because now I have a reason to wake up.
I have a reason to put on something nice and do my makeup.
I have a reason to talk to people instead of hiding away.
I have a reason to go outside.
I don't have to lie about being over you.
I don't have to lie about being okay.
I am scared it will happen all over again though.
I am scared he is like you.
the man who broke me.
the man who left me on the curb colored blue.
the man who scared me and made me believe that I am unlovable.
so I won't act on it.
I won't tell him about the butterflies or the fact that he is always on my mind.
I won't tell him that I can tell he is struggling.
I won't tell him that I have been watching and waiting,
hoping for the chance to talk to him without being annoying.
I won't act on it.
"Only in their dreams can men be truly free. 'twas always thus and always thus will be."
Carpe Diem.
Nothing more than false hope and the possibility it promises, as real as, cars of sand.
A call to act on boundless ambition inspires the populus,
however,
let you be reminded it is the same "tragic flaw" of hubris that has caused the demise of many men.
Ambition caused Icarus to fly to close to the sun,
he found the reality of Carpe Solem.
Perhaps, same way man shall find the reality of Carpe Diem.
Mosaic mahogany memories
Shatter like silver glass within me
Reflecting red reveries
Of all that could be
And never was
Yet somehow cutting
Inside my mind bleeds dreams
Scents of lavender lamenting
Licorice tongue licking
Me with promises you never keep
Though skillfully you lead me on
I fantasize about these lily lies
That ride ebony eyes
On onyx moonlit nights
I remember golden hope
You slide like a diamond rope
Around my neck
Instead of around my finger
I linger in memories
Engaged in warm embraces
That never really were what they seemed
How can you miss
what you never had
Be it a kiss being rich
a mom a dad
Someone who really cares
Who will ride through
The bowels of hell and back
To create caramel memories
Sweet enough to please you
And then act on them
Creating a playbook
From one look in eyes
That have lived and died
For love or the memory of
What could have been
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