I have been on a major health kick for a little while now and I am most definitely seeing and feeling the benefits. What changed for me, was that I educated myself on getting the right nutrition into my body and introducing regular exercise into my lifestyle. I feel I have ‘cracked’ it this year, mainly because now I fully understand the importance of this balance. The ebook ‘ was a massive learning curve for me in terms of nutrition and body types, I would fully recommend this ebook if you want to know more. Simple but effective techniques I have introduced are such things as, calorie counting, using food weighing scales, setting myself mini health goals, reading food labels – it’s shocking how much sugar and salt can be in foods that you might think are healthy for you. This next poem is inspired by my health goals and I hope it has a positive impact on your own healthy living too. What do you do to stay healthy?
Today at work, the song "My boo" by Usher came on Pandora. It's didn't make any sense because of the station I was listening to. So I listened to it and it inspired me to write a poem during my last hour.
The result was this letter that I'm actually considering to send to the girl that I wrote this for. But we're both happy now, and I don't want to bring back painful memories..
Anyway. I really hope you enjoy this poem. It has become my favorite piece that I've written so far. So I would love to hear your thoughts on the message that I tried to convey. It would mean the world to me. Thank you very much.
I'm on my lunch break now. Came up with this a few minutes ago. I hope you enjoy this!
It's inspired by the people I see confused about their lives. People who want to know their purpose.
Let me know what you think!
This was the very first poem that I have EVER written. This is also the ONLY poem that I made public before today. It was written a few months back in memory of a very close friend who had taken his own life, Nicholas A. Marchant. As you can see he was the type of guy who could light up the room with his smile. I've known him since I moved here 11 years ago. We used to talk a lot when we worked out together, and I always saw a little of myself in him; as if he was my younger brother. Of all the people I've lost in my life, his death was one that had sent me into a temporary state of depression. But when I finally picked myself back up, I discovered poetry. It soon became the best way to describe both the happiness and pain that I have felt and seen during my life. Hence the poem that you see before you had become the immediate result of my enlightening experience.