Poem

Sadness. By MwsR

Too much because of too little

A lot because of feelings.

Time is too late because the heart was too fake

Endless because it has overflowed the soul.

Infinite it will remain.

Without warning, it climbed onto your very life

Taking under its self, the only escape.

Parched are your eyes from losing too many tears while seeing so clearly.

If bandaids could cover one’s inner hurts.

Desperately anguish survives

To merely show one of what hold that it has on them

Breaking anything that gets in its path

It will not waiver from its wrath.

To simply exist is its special torture.

Longing becomes survival

Survival just means to be here or there

Nothing really to gaze upon and understand

Imaginatively giving you it’s a reprimand.

One chance, backed into a corner

Frantic for escape

When this sadness is the captor.

Sadness will have the upper hand.

Quote

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Poem( domestic violence)

Poem for …domestic violence awareness month…by MwsR-me

SOMEWHERE

Somewhere someone fights

Experiences painful nights

Somewhere in the inside of homes

People experience hurtfulness and moans

Somewhere there is little comfort

Feelings of terror they exhort

Somewhere someone once was joyful

Now that has turned to sorrowful

Somewhere in the middle of our busy days

Someone is feeling betrayed

Somewhere while we are safe

Another person hides their face

If only we could do something for them

We can.

Somewhere there is hope.

Somewhere is better than nowhere.

Help those you can.

Stand up and take a stand.

Don’t forget about any “man”.

The Benefits of Laughing

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Laugh a Little

Meanness

As a child I felt empathy for others. I remember the ones that had no real friends, the ones that were ostracized from any group activities. The reasons as to why this would happen ranged anywhere from madness, jealousy, spite fulness, and other reasons that made no sense to me.

I could not understand why others felt a need to treat their peers in such a way.What made one person better than another? Who were they to be mean to another? Overall, I was perplexed. I did not get it. Sure not everyone had ” name brand” clothing or perhaps they did not like the same things, that in my opinion made them individually unique but not ” less than” anyone else.

As an adult, I found out that ”upbringing” has a lot to do without biased opinions. Sometimes our peer groups influence out choices as well as our thoughts. Something as an adult I learnt that we do not have to base our behaviors on another’s. As adults we can choose out own. An adult has the power to make a difference for another person. We may have the right resources, connections, or wealth to provide material and knowledge for others.

I’m certainly glad I don’t have to deal with growing up issues anymore. I’m glad I can help others feel just as important as anyone else. Sometimes just by words I can speak.

There is no need to be mean. There is however every reason to be kind. You may just be that helpful and reassurance another desperately needs.

Don’t be someone’s heartbreak. Be their positive earthquake by making a difference for them.

MwsR

MwsR Thoughts

Share your smile, all too often someone has lost their smile.
Share your things, for someone else, is in need.
Share your time, for some time, is almost gone.
Share your love, because you remember needing it yourself, once or twice.
Share words of hope, someone needs to hear them today.
Share and in sharing you will find inner joy…inner peace…wow what a way to get your “sums of money worth”.

Garden ~FALL, October

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