Month: August 2018

Writing, babbling, about Love!

 

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Inside all of us is the need to be loved or appreciated. It is true, you know. We all need it it gives us a connection, some type of place to belong.

I feel really sad for those who have never heard, “I love you”. Those who crave it yet never get their fill. Love can be complicated and it most certainly can make fools of us all too. It is in touch, feeling, sense and sensations. It is wide or narrow, it can stretch enough to go around to each individual in our world.

What is so hard about saying “I love you?” I think that is different for every situation. Why can a mother carry a child for nine months and then give birth and how can she not feel love for that child? What about the kid who never has been hugged? That in my book is simply atrocious. It should never be.

Complicated love, twisted love, one-sided love, mistaken love, these are just some examples of the kinds of love. You also have true love, sincere love, honest love, devoted love and forever love. I would much rather have the latter group. Wouldn’t you?

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Heck, I don’t know why I decided to write about love, and connection and a place to belong. Probably chalk it up to some rantings of  person who thinks love is a key to almost all things worth experiencing or feeling. It can change people’s lives and melt the coldest heart. I have seen love take a person who almost ended their own life, and helped them become whole again. Love is so magical and so strong.

Living is not worth a darn if you have no love in it. It could be as simple as loving a pet, a  place, or a thing. It does not necessarily have to be two people to have love. I have loved many pets, things and stuff in my life as I know you have to.

If you have never been told, “I love you”, I am deeply sorry. If you have never known real love, unconditional love, I am heartbroken for you. Allow yourself to know love, to feel love, to give love and receive it.

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Love ❤

You can have faith, hope, and love, as Jesus said, but the greatest of these is LOVE.

Let’s go out there and love , PEOPLE!

MwsR ❤

 

Heart Extensions( totally made that up today) Poem by MwsR

 

3d-broken-heart-with-tears-tattoo-design Streaming, silent words that you wished you’d said

Thinking of what is worse in your head

Mixing a signal or two, wondering what to do

These are the times when you start to cry.

That is your heart extensions.

Crying is not for the prideful or to boast

Usually it is to summon your inner most

People see the hazed eye look, where you have tears

But little do they know those tears are so much more

Threatening to expose you for your feelings inside

No need to run, no need for them to hide.

There is nothing wrong with feeling blue

I have even cried a few times when I feel amused.

That is just your heart extensions that sometimes show

No problem with it, even if people know.

Be you, feel and release

Those heart extensions usually do that and give us converted peace.

Weighing On Your Heart

Stumbling for the most accurate words to describe the feelings

Sometimes, even having a hard time believing

Words fail so many times, to describe what lays upon one’s heart

Guess some days are better than the rest, at least if you start.

Sometimes we don’t give our own selves enough credit

We think somehow we are less than adequate, we think we must ourselves, edit.

If we all kept the things weighing on our hearts hidden and stored inside

Our hearts would break from the weight of what weighs on them, it’d be intensified.

We weren’t made to withstand all the junk thrown our way,

Sometimes we must rest, so that we can again play.

Being but a speck in this world and the trials are fewer than that of the world

But inside one’s self , you  start to feel the intensity, that weighs down from things, being hurled.

If you or I fail to express all our mess, in either a way or a word,

Then the cycle continues and collects all the remnants of the past, it remains unsaid

It will be like a natural disaster waiting till it is displayed

That is how suppressed feelings and things become a weighing stress.

Let go of that force that is running your life,

I will try to apply that suggestion to mine.

The things that prey on our hearts will steal our inner joy.

You can’t play around with a heart, it isn’t a toy.

MwsR ❤

Now/ Poem by MwsR

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Being that I was

Never again am I

Desperately confused

But never had a blind eye

Learning things the hard way

Leaving sadness to die

Started to live now

Don’t have to lie

Waiting and watching

Grabbing at it all

Taking in the Love

Able to withstand a fall

Future seems peaceful and bliss

Even though a lot of life was missed

Coming to believe life is precious

Now.

MwsR ❤

Demeanor/poem by MwsR

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Can’t you see the push and shove you are doing?

I try to stay near you but your demeanor is to evade me.

I once thought life would not had been so cruel or mean.

But people say things and do things they later regret that they did.

I know you don’t see it now, you are young and of course wiser than me.

You laugh at my rules, hence, you laugh at me.

You mock my issues, taunt my  ever-loving nerves,

I know you are not cold-hearted, but sometimes I am confused

I give my protection, my money and time

You take it and then you claim it ain’t mine.

Where can a person find what is wrong and make it right?

Even if they do not have a “dog” in this fight.

Struggles, I own them

Difficulties, yes we have some

But so much hostility has me tied up in knots

Before I say I don’t give a crap,

Maybe you can change your push or your shove,

Please let our paths together be one of love.

My stomach stays in knots from each cruel gesture and word

I think personally sometimes this all is absurd.

Just a case of who listens to who, perhaps a misjudgment or two.

Things don’t have to be this way, you know.

I have tried to show you , I love you so.

We can agree to disagree and let bygones be gone.

Or am I presumptuous and blindly wrong?

MwsR ❤

 

 

Day Things and Night Dreams

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At night’s rest comes a sense of relief

You say to yourself that you made it through another day.

You’d let the chores take a back seat

You lay upon a pillow and prepare to sleep.

But what if you cannot

What if the things that you’ve suppressed thinking about all day come back to haunt you?

I’d dare wager that you would wish the day never to end.

That you want to re-live it over and over again.

That your chores would bring you much relief

That the pillow you lay on at night would capture your tears.

MwsR ❤

 

Quote Share

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“When you are in any contest, you should work as if there were – to the very last minute – a chance to lose it. This is battle, this is politics, this is anything.”

― Dwight D. Eisenhower