Best Self Control Poems
Tonight, we saw the split second
the rush before dying, the twist of good metal
the swerve of the drunkard in a flash of white light
We braced only precious things, my 3 year old daughter
and our own frail adrenaline bodies held tight
Tonight, this man chose
to pour his soul out with liquor to the brim
I'll never know if pain or laughter forced his hand
I'll never know if he saw my daughter crying
with eyes of fear unknown by the young
Tonight, I held back the winds
the rage through my blood, the taste of vengeance
The twisted car was given a name by it's maker
We, by our parents - my daughter, by us.
Tonight, we still breathe, and, thanks to self-control,
so does he.
RoseAnn Malone resolved to lose weight.
She made a list of foods to forsake.
She did well 'till week four
eating more than before.
Airlines had to bill her at the freight rate.
Self control, God knows, is difficult at best…
Especially when rebellious is the
self possessed.
I've put myself in corners,
I'll be grounded till pigs have wings
I can't even tell myself what to do, it seems.
Fasting...isn't just about eating food
Some of our thoughts can eat at us....
Self control
When a man lacks
Self control
He lacks
Self pride
So start from here
If you ever think of
Change.
annoyed of SELF CONTROL
controlled by the insane
defined by its people
the chemicals changed
its the anger in your mind
that despised
all the rest
screw it,despair and ashes
suit it best
its the refused realization
a sick portrait
of the young world with
a crooked mind
its like she plays innocent
to pass the time
what she lost
is sent to no return
the only thing that lingers
is her annoyance
of self control.
whims may become a blessing or a curse
pushing one toward certain ruin or worse
drinking from the deep well of evasion
well versed in dark practices of persuasion
fixating on dreams of what ought to be
avoiding what mirrors reality
totally free of social encumbrances
in spite of what the best assumption is
wandering through this life oblivious
hiding from anything too obvious
urge to be free of all expectation
jumped right into without hesitation
do not question need to swallow it whole
subtle art of self-induced mind control
I saw her sitting at a table for one,
her hands were slender as she grabbed a sesame bun,
which was stuffed with three inches of smoked turkey,
onion, tomato, lettuce and Swiss cheese,
opening her red-lipsticked mouth with ease,
she bit into the sandwich relishing every bite,
delicately chewing the morsel with delight.
Next came the mound of potato salad,
covered with a hard-boiled egg and pickle,
this woman knew what she wanted, she wasn't fickle,
she cleaned her plate and wiped her lips,
then realized she had forgotten the potato chips,
her eyes shone as she munched with pleasure,
relishing every piece of her salty treasure.
She drank her coffee without slurping,
and tried to be lady-like without burping,
the waitress asked her if she would like dessert,
scanning the menu she chose chocolate cake,
even though she was full and had a belly ache,
she lost self-control at the New York Deli,
where diets are a thing of the past,
and not a place for those who want to fast.
I Want, But Don't Need
Yes, "I Want, But Don't Need" is my waistwatcher creed
as I walk by each vending machine.
All those chocolate chips calling out to my hips,
colored Reese's in pieces - obscene!
Will willpower surmount the cholesterol count
of PayDays or some Rice Krispie Treats?
Can I even forsake the caloric intake
of LifeSavers, the smallest of sweets?
Yummy Snickers and Kit-Kats, peanut M&Ms,
with three flavors of Hostess fruit pie,
I am hoping my brain simply vetoes
the Cheetos, Doritos, and Fritos, oh my!
Dare I ponder the truth of the harm Baby Ruth
will inflict on my belly's increase?
Soon my sweet tooth will bargain with riveting jargon,
"Please buy it, I'll just eat a piece!
Then there's Hershey's and Twix, and six kinds of trail mix.
And the drinks! Pepsi, Root beer, and Coke,
Dr. Pepper, YooHoo, Orange Crush, Mt. Dew
render new resolutions a joke.
Then two hours post-lunch, there's that nice Nestle Crunch
overwhelming my stoic resolve,
And the Heath bars and Dove bars and Clark bars and Mars bars
enticing my will to dissolve.
I am one of those hoarders of nickels and quarters -
should ever the munchies catch fire.
Self-control starts to fail when those Oreos hail,
calling out to my carnal desire.
In a fog, I hear clinking of coins, with lights blinking
then eating and drinking. No sorrow!
For I just HAD to buy it, the heck with my diet -
"Whole 30" can just start tomorrow!
Do they wounder, do they worry?
maybe care even?
Thinking back does it really matter,
wat they think?what they say?
As long as u make it,
Nothing matters at that point,
make since now does it?
throuh out a life time
you will be judged, u will be hated.
but dont let it break u thAts wat i was told
from a person i hold very dear,
dnt look back, forget the hated acts,
the past is the past,
a future is wat we have to make last.
dont waste it, dont mistreat it.
live it not for the moment
but for the memories that it may carry.
sometimes a fairytail has a happy ending,
if u believe it.
Being influenced by disasters,
Those who’ll never be comforters,
By profession they’re affecter s,
In action they are arresters,
How can you lose self-control?
The act of taking over yourself,
The hope to wish for yourself,
Making all decisions for yourself,
The act of protection yourself,
How can you lose self-control?
Chance for help-seeking is applicable,
The living condition is comfortable,
Problem occurrence is detectable,
The mass of influence is measurable,
Every time you’re always available,
How can you lose self-control?
These feelings are getting stronger,every day.
How long can I keep my self away.
I see you walk through the door.
Like Oliver I want more.
I seem to be like a magnet attracted to you.
Do you feel the same way too.
These feelings are getting stronger every day.
How long can I keep myself away.
Sometimes I wish you were mine ,to have and to hold,
till the end of time.
My self control I must handle, for I know you see me ,
from another angle.
As a friend not a lover.
For you belong to another.
Could it be possible,
all i see is an illusion?
Notice all of the confusion.
Nonetheless lies and intrusion.
I must fight them to live my own life.
I must stay sharp, like a steak knife.
There very well may never be a physical bruise-
to what importance of standards would it mean;
to win or to lose.
We are quick to demonize insanity,
however, uphold the usage of inanity;
when we know the similarity shared between us all,
is the want to be free-
can we agree?
There is insanity in us all-
the capability to quickly rise and fall.
I control the eyes of I,
to create my desired reality;
or at least try.
- CS
noone listens to me
ADHERE TO PRINCIPLES
SIMPLE LIFE ABLE LIFE
R-age, hate, and anger
A-re the same emotional
I-ntent against love;
N-ever ever let your mind
E-nd up losing self-control.
Topic: Birthday of Xyrene B. Lota (April 17)
Form: Acrostic Tanka