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Willpower and Discipline
Willpower and discipline,
have long been two of the
most despised words in the
english language to me.
What character flaw prevents
the willpower and discipline
necessary to be the person
I imagine myself capable of being?
A half-lived life is heartbreaking.
There is no acceptable excuse,
not age or disability.
Even people with no limbs
live empowered lives
built on willp...
Saturday 12th October 2019 3:29 am
PANDEMONIUM
Causing unnecessary chaos
The place which was once my peace stadium
Now a pub of high teenagers and thugs
Smell of pot and weed all over the place
Coughs of exasperation and smoke
A gong sitting with their alpha and weapons
Little black dress, I walk into the room
A cigarette in my hand,unlit keep in mind
Waiting for the time to be right
I shall puff them right outta my ...
Friday 3rd August 2018 3:27 pm
Consuming Thoughts
i am consumed by my own thoughts.
stuck with no way out of my own mind. i wish i could escape it.
how does someone get to this point?
i look for help in the wrong places.
the few people i seek
don't hear me.
there are people in this world who need to hear that they are doing a good job.
its like being eaten alive slowly.
because rarely does the person you want...
Friday 27th July 2018 3:33 am
Sculpted
You took my skeleton out of my body and molded my spine to stand straight.
With your skilled hands you took me apart and put me back together, like you had done so many times.
In one piece, after so many years - you taught me what it was like to stand alon
You sculpted my wings in perfect likeness of yours.
With each feather, you gave me hope and confidence.
I was an angel -...
Friday 2nd March 2018 1:17 am
Ballad of a Procrastinator
I want to do it
But I don’t do it.
I hope to do it,
I know I won’t do it.
My life of procrastination,
Is believed to be an abomination,
By those involved in my creation.
I will never get spiritual emancipation.
This life of procrastination,
Although kills the time I have,
Has enabled my imagination,
To come out of dingy cave.
I think to do it,
...
Friday 30th June 2017 9:35 am
Will
Feeling low,
absent is my flow,
guilt eats at my bones
and all my wrongs
follow me home.
I've got no will
to do the things
I need to do.
The sun burns me blue,
I can't hear the trees,
the moon always leaves
and my heart does
drown out in the sea.
©JMCole
Thursday 20th April 2017 11:13 pm
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