The weight falls, crashing to the ground,
my body heaves heavily, not noticing the sound.
Sweat trickles down, as i glance at the mirror,
body drooping, eyesight fuzzy, but it couldnt be Clearer.
I see a Man staring back at me, and through him another,
One looks as a child, and much younger than the other.
The child is weak, scared and frightened,
Unknowingly he stares, with a desire to be enlightened.
The Man- Full, Strong, and Upright he stands,
Peers towards the future, strength emitting from his hands.
And there i lay, lingering between the two,
One a past visage, the other a preview.
And with that, once again upright i stand,
My eyes focus, and my muscles tense as for my demand.
I wipe the sweat back, for i am not done.
I pick my weight up, for i’ve only just begun…
Ah sweet. Some more overblown, overly dramatic bullshit about lifting weights.
Keep at it Yeats, you got a long way to go.
What color crayon did you use to write that down before you typed it?
Dave Draper?
…why do personalities such as yourself write in threads they care nothing about? If you dont enjoy what i wrote, if you view things differently, fantastic, keep it to yourself. I write for me, and others like me. THose who can be inspired by a word. Isnt that something worth writing for, helping another achieve their goals? Who knows the workings of the universe. What if things DO happen for a reason, what if our actions are all woven into some cosmic thread, and what i wrote today pushed someone to work that much harder tomorrow?
Akuma, he lifts.
The iron part of his soul.
Haters gonna hate.
he’s made more progress than both of you posting and you shut him down immediately. I’m not into the lifting weights poems or whatever you wanna call it, but what you guys left out is that he has made more progress than both of you and you could attribute this writing of his with his MENTAL INTENSITY AND FORTITUDE! I do enjoy the saying’s, writing’s, quotes…of boxers because that’s what I’m into. Regardless we both have to have a certain mental intensity to prosper in whatever our endevours.
You’d be a downright fool to think that words are not a powerful thing and can’t change the outlook on things the way you see it, inspire you, give you courage when your down…make you get back up, put things in perspective. In whatever you do…no matter your situation…if your feeling tired, down, weak…are you just gonna sit there and rot…keel over and die, or are you gonna fight for what you want as if your life depended on it, or do you just want to be humiliated and everyone say “i told you so” and give in.
You gotta fight for what you want and you do whatever the hell it takes to get there, no questions asked.
That kind of mind set will get you far whether it is lifting weights, sports, business. Whatever you choose to do.
So please do not knock a man down for shedding some of his own mental intensity and fortitude to keep pushing forward even when you don’t want to.
Well if you’re referring to me, I didn’t mean anything by it dude. I was just saying your writing sounds like the way Dave Draper writes. It’s great. If you want to express yourself and throw out what goes on in your head, more power to you. I didn’t come to bash dude, just a comparison
Ink
I’m calling BS. No way Akuma wrote that on his own.
I’m betting his spotter did at least half the work.
[quote]Akuma01 wrote:
The weight falls, crashing to the ground,
my body heaves heavily, not noticing the sound.
Sweat trickles down, as i glance at the mirror,
body drooping, eyesight fuzzy, but it couldnt be Clearer.
I see a Man staring back at me, and through him another,
One looks as a child, and much younger than the other.
The child is weak, scared and frightened,
Unknowingly he stares, with a desire to be enlightened.
The Man- Full, Strong, and Upright he stands,
Peers towards the future, strength emitting from his hands.
And there i lay, lingering between the two,
One a past visage, the other a preview.
And with that, once again upright i stand,
My eyes focus, and my muscles tense as for my demand.
I wipe the sweat back, for i am not done.
I pick my weight up, for i’ve only just begun…
[/quote]
Thats fucking awesome. The perfect DL poem. I’m still pumped from Conda and a new PR today so maybe thats why its so awesome. I’ll come back tomorrow and see if its still awesome.
Right now I’m thinking you should get some recognition or claps or brownies or w.e. like…in an article.
What doesnt kill me makes me stronger. What you say is nonsense, fuels my growth. What you dont understand, i Thrive on. There are times in this world when an instant sparks the future, where a match births a forest fire. There is no telling what triggers who, or when it hits, but when it does, all will be sure. It spawns a certain eye, an eye that is set on a goal, an eye that will not be deterred. Growth, evolution, becoming something so much more. When lightning strikes, i see beauty, i see nature, i see possibilities. A WORD can be lightning. Thats why life is so miraculous, it can change instantaneously, in a heartbeat, from nothing more than a simple pairing of letters.
For anyone who feels the same way, or enjoys reading things like this, feel free to contribute or chime in.
I’m posting this on my FB, full credit to Akuma01
Good stuff man, you wrote something original and inspiring, and then responded maturely when a couple of wankers decided to tear you down. I’m pretty sure that elevates you to one of the top 5 people on the interwebz.
You so want to reach the next level
Your heroes you want to resemble
Yet you’re nothing but boys
When we grow you cry 'roidz
Such is the hater ensemble
Akuma’s poem needs a title.
[quote]andrew_live wrote:
Akuma’s poem needs a title.[/quote]
i kinda figured “A trip through the mind of Akuma” worked but…
The Struggle Betwixt Yourselves
A Push For More
Where Some See One…
Mental Musculature
Lol i dunno, any of these doing anything for you?
[quote]Otep wrote:
I’m calling BS. No way Akuma wrote that on his own.
I’m betting his spotter did at least half the work.[/quote]
Im sry but I lauged. haha.
Come on, this is why we love T-Nation!
[quote]FightinIrish26 wrote:
Ah sweet. Some more overblown, overly dramatic bullshit about lifting weights.
[/quote]
hahaha! no disrepect to Akuma, cuz he’s def large and can move some weights, but this was def funny.
Love T-Nation
[quote]Akuma01 wrote:
The weight falls, crashing to the ground,
my body heaves heavily, not noticing the sound.
Sweat trickles down, as i glance at the mirror,
body drooping, eyesight fuzzy, but it couldnt be Clearer.
I see a Man staring back at me, and through him another,
One looks as a child, and much younger than the other.
The child is weak, scared and frightened,
Unknowingly he stares, with a desire to be enlightened.
The Man- Full, Strong, and Upright he stands,
Peers towards the future, strength emitting from his hands.
And there i lay, lingering between the two,
One a past visage, the other a preview.
And with that, once again upright i stand,
My eyes focus, and my muscles tense as for my demand.
I wipe the sweat back, for i am not done.
I pick my weight up, for i’ve only just begun…
[/quote]
Damn good though. People are just messin with you.
OP seriously needs a girlfriend
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