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The Gym
Contributed by
keoghzayd
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Wednesday, 12th February 2014 @ 11:31:55 AM in AEST
Topic:
obsession
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I take my position about to begin
Head phones blasting ready to uncage the beast within
Gripping the bar with all my might
Sweat dripping from my forehead anticipating a fight
One, two, three, four and then five.
Blood is pumping, muscles burning feeling alive
Six, seven, eight, nine and ten.
Body aches as I reposition ready to start again.
1 set, 2 sets, 3 sets then four
Thinking there are not enough hours in the day I want to do more.
The gym is my drug, my drink, my sin.
Heart racing, sweat dripping, blood pumping under my skin.
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keoghzayd
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2014-02-12 11:31:55]
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Re: The Gym
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by softerware on
Wednesday, 12th February 2014 @ 05:29:43 PM AEST
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What a workout! I'm exhausted!
I could hear the dumbbells and feel the heat..you described it so well.
My favorite line is " The gym is my drug, my drink, my sin."
Please would you take the time to read and comment on others poetry here on the site? They will appreciate it as much as you do! No one is paid to do this..we do it as a community to encourage new writers. Thank you, and keep on taking us on your adventures!
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Re: The Gym
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by plasticherry on
Wednesday, 12th February 2014 @ 08:53:50 PM AEST
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| i liked it. its cool |
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Re: The Gym
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 16th February 2014 @ 12:15:26 AM AEST
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sort of stoic like, the bead of sweat off the brow is paradise or the home of the sinewy connection between the body and mind.
faster faster faster in a rhythm each fiber moving in unison and then music from the ipod or whatever one listens to.
dear sweat, the tightening of the body skin along with a natural elixir that brings life even to the palest of skin. changes ones attitude makes one stop and slow down enough to smell the roses in the midst of stress. Great Poem!
Thank you!
Peace! |
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Re: The Gym
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by Jenni_K on
Monday, 24th February 2014 @ 03:24:26 PM AEST
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I can totally relate!!!!
This poem reeled me in and now I'm exhausted!! Good job! |
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