Marcus Hill
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Words speak louder than anything on earth, Keep writing…. Keep speaking…
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Stories (78/0)
Choices Vs. Feelings
Again, here we are with the gut speaking against the heart like foes on the same team with opposite agendas. I love you spreads around every room, but the choice of acting upon the words spoken differ enormously. Fighting the feeling of things we know is the crossroad we either fail or become brave enough to voice our truth. The body is fooled by what feels good often, adulatory is lead by temptation which is the feeling of just do instead of just think it through. Once temptation is fulfilled, guilt floods the body teaching us a lesson of thought process and its value. Mention what you know to yourself whenever the feeling of hesitation arises, because chasing what feels good leads to cycle of temporariness. Those we love make us feel an abundant amount of unexplainable emotions, but we choose love off the simple fact of knowing our blood is intertwined eternally. Evil is clever and grooms our ego in the best ways to allure us away from everlasting love and success. Defeat the false guide to doom for the fight of choice vs. feeling begins once your strength of belief is in limbo.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets
Pace can't be taught
Calm is a feeling provided by peace, as we live life's that disrupt every moment that is enjoyable. Little glimpses of light lay in cracks that seem unreachable, but have you ever tried? Dig deep to pull out the overlooked opportunities that offer day saving joy and inspiration. Latch onto every emotion that allows you room to expand every inch of your inner self, while maintaining a fulfillment to who you choose to be. Figure out the path that fits your mindset of the future to provide peace eternally.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets
The Circle
Pain, an emotion felt since birth that never leaves no matter how fast we run. Hiding in every corner waiting for weakness to surface and then the attack begins. Effort means nothing when ears become deaf and the heart is pumped full with rage. Straining to punch a way through darkness only to find more darkness on each side of light. Existing seems useless when hurt becomes life's most common friend. Hatred is necessary to find ways to deflect the thoughts of no longer existing. This whole living thing is difficult and trying to find reasons to continue seem dem, especially when the game of life is always playing unfair. The idea that happiness is a deserved feeling is a naïve thought, when each positive comes with negatives. Love, joy, and peace have to be worked for, as the ability must be groomed by resilience learned through the fight of pain. Resist commonality, as those who claim to know happiness are only lost souls fooled by false reality. Don’t envy, as life is specific to each person and their own image given by god.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets
Wrongfully correct
Yes, you are right. I do get what you are saying, but is it worth the hurt and damage you will cause me? Sometimes fighting the flames only influence its growth instead of negotiating peace to provide love. How simple? The most natural of all things, but seemingly chosen last unless on our terms. Spreading love should be infectious, along with the desire to receive the same. We fear giving to much because the return may not be what we want and that leads us to disappointment. Giving is a element of choice decided by you, while a return can't be measured or expected at all. The beauty of lending yourself willingly is the fulfillment of righteousness that needs no approval based on the deed. Jumping in front of caution for those you love seems easy, but defending a lost soul from further damage seems unnecessary. Aspiration to mend the broken pieces of a damaged world starts with everything ever thought of as unnecessary. If something happens to earth then what happens to all of us? We'd all become family as our end would be in unison giving us an eternal connection. Believe that good is more common than bad and if you do than someone else will to. Continue your bravery and maintain faith while having hope that mankind is exactly that, kind.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets
Peace can't be sacrificed
The seed planted into the ground is humbled by the opportunity of choice. While growing to reach it's full potential it must fight off invaders who attempt to damage it's proven roots. Not being at full strength, it tries to continue its growth knowing it must surrender to caution. Once chances at mercy pass, the faith of being saved seem unrealistic. Finally admitting protection from damage is a virtue only provided to those who are born lucky, is the reality every plant must face. Sprouting is still a must no matter how unfair the odds may seem, although life depends on how close to sunshine it reaches. Gasping for air. Gasping for life. They mean the same to the seed planted in darkness while being surrounded by a lack of resources. Cherishing moments of hope inspire the seed to continue the path of potential, even after reality denies the possibility of realistic success. Why won't the seed stop? The most commonly asked question from every reader, but never looking at the obvious bias of life. This seed has worked long and hard to make good progress, but the best lifestyle has constantly evaded it. If the seed becomes complacent with his harsh progression while complaining for more, the world considers the seed lazy. Without reason the seeds that were also grown in darkness are envious of this seeds growth and call it cocky. Ambition is a fire that burns inside every seed, but the desire to strive through constant struggle must be built from years of resilience. Most find ways to critique the seed, but I am just simply proud of this seed for making it as far as he did.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets
Written Will
Flashes of time ticking by while aging is called life at its finest. Finding new meaning to what this all really means is only relevant when focusing on how it ends. Decipher a message telling those who matter how sorry you are about your absence seems laughable. Giving pieces of your belongings to whoever you choose is difficult without ever imaging your new life in paradise. A lifeless body, becomes an inspired spirit that begins driving the soul to its permanent location. Jotting down the first of last words sounds unimaginable until it isn’t. The need to spread your hard earned work on earth for coming generations is key to the one driven by change. Give your worth so you can become worth it, which then become reasons of your remembrance. The last moments are exhilarating, but the legacy created by you is timeless.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets
Beautiful Nightmare
Hello? Am I alone? I'm sorry, I tend to forget the loneliness of being passionate about the things and people you love. The mess made must be cleaned up, but who cares to fix the one they have broken. Allow me to stare straight into the tunnel that offers no solution to any problem, while complaining replaces simple well wishes. Why must the mess continue to spill once we have slipped and harmed every bone in our body? Explain the hate pointed in the direction of souls that cry out for constant healing. Fix those who were properly built for destruction and tear down the buildings made sturdy and humble. Watch as they bleed without a visible cut and no tears shed, but don't be mistaken by the those who appear unfazed. Listen closely while they whisper each hurtful element of life just to remain unnoticed. Seek out those cries to heal the hearts of broken souls to rebuild the foundation that makes the world whole.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets
The Comfort zone
Challenge accepted. The acceptance of misguidance that pulls us to each end of the earth never traveled. Shhhhhh! Did you hear that a dream spoken out loud is stolen by those with real desire. Hide ideas under fear to steer thieves away from your true interest.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets
A very short story
You're here, the excitement is to much to bare and emotions spread throughout the room. Next, each day is about learning and understanding life to provide knowledge about how life is lived. From there, you begin to figure yourself out and make choices that fit your character. Then, you go into the wind hoping to earn stripes that turn into scares. Now, each day seems to repeat itself as living becomes linked to just surviving. How strange, the excitement you enter with tends to die down as your body tends to do the same. When the past seems heavier than the future you know the time of being present is closing, with few good mornings left in sight. The final call approaches at different times for everyone, so enjoy your story because the word count is not promised.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets
Standing firm is a beautiful tool
Power disrupts each choice that allows positivity resources to grow. Smooth is an element of flow that guides pressure away from the mind. Relaxation only profits those who are willing to live without thoughts of falling short to secure poor efforts. Change like time to evolve into each situation as something new to improve the life that has failed you. Don't run! as taking in each moment is necessary for growth. Confirm your pride by taking stances that fit your direction to leave no hesitation in who you claim to be. Push limits to it's limit so that you may breathe without thoughts that counter act positivity. Remember who you are is defined by action and refuse anything that doubts your first approval. Stand firm to insure stability in who you claim to be. Use words that speak to growth like a letter sent to loved ones. Inspire to be what you never saw as possible to prove the strength you've always had.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets
Just another day in the world
The beginning is similar to the end when you have chosen a path you don't believe to be yours. Focusing on the direction of passion to connect with life's most fulfilling moments is always challenging. More commonly we find the search for gold more exciting then the gold itself, but that's the point. Imagine receiving everything you've ever wanted without any complications or problems? The things you have gone through make the drive to maintain each opportunity self inspiring, this gives everyday excitement. Outgrow any past faults you have encountered to ensure your levels of growth. Stop looking backwards as you tend to drag your feet instead of rising to the occasion of progress.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets
How lucky are we
Be proud you made it, actually we all have. The gift of life is beautiful simply because you're here. Many struggle and a good amount succeed, but we were all allowed to live. celebrate the love you've been showered with even if it's slim and scarce, but the enjoyment of waking and smiling is a gift worth cherishing. How many make it? The millions of people who have walked this earth and none have been you is the most unique thing this world can possibly offer. Keep the enjoyment of having another day inside your heart without leaving any room for sadness or despair. Give your spirit support by cheering about every moment made available, which gives life extra motivation. Rejoice every opportunity that presents itself to fulfill the thrill of being you.
By Marcus Hill2 years ago in Poets