Writings – Page 16 – Mws R Writings

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Toiling with my emotions

Frantically lost in a storm

Nothing about my life has ever been the norm.

Separating fact and fiction

Endless nights of tortured seasons

Trying just to come up with many reasons.

Why must I be in conflict?

Did I ask for this?

I just know how to exist.

Strange how when things go astray,

You can find yourself standing all alone

Questioning where is your home.

Being a part, but actually falling apart

Fitting in and yet really not fitting

All this can cause your head to start splitting.

You are you whether it’s clear of not

Trying to fit in just the right spot.

Some will finally be whole again

Some will remain broken

The path has already been spoken.

In the bleakest moments, I am close to you
I feel the weight of this pain start to ensue.
Was I just a craft without any glue?
Am I supposed to fall apart with every single hand
Or am I just supposed to fall wherever I may land?
Is this your masterful plan?
Why is it in the sunlight you can see
All the dimensions that make up the “Me”?
Why not at the moment of thought or creation?
Because I am so much more than people’s imagination.
I exist because of you
I was created to serve a purpose, It’s true.
Without the glue I will not mend myself
Without the help, I will not straighten up when I bend, you see?
I do have good days where I am all together or appear to be
But I am a master at fooling those who choose to believe.
It is easy to take a look and draw your conclusions
Maybe it is a memory or your own drawn allusion.
When approaching. use caution, not to access what is based on your own bias’s
Once you can get familiarized with all the pieces
It should be easy and then your mind it eases.
Feeling like a craft without any glue forever
And wished I had helped to get it together.

Poem

Forever It Stays That Way

MwsR

Unanswered thoughts, yet I find the answer
Inside I’m still spinning into disaster

Maybe it’s the after the shock I keep feeling
Can’t stop the thoughts from unraveling

Forever it stays that way
There could never be enough leverage to cast it all away

Time to change this spinning into memories
Time to think about what is best for me

It is not so bad
It often makes me sad

It also helps me re-emerge with something new
My own fullfilness will ensue

Forever things stay a certain way
Ever once in a while, they’ll display

Coming with exploding sounds
Around my tattered heart it abounds

I still can be good as new
Because I’m one of those select few

That learnt to fight
Kept on getting on, despite

I don’t need to worry
I’m in no hurry

Because…forever it will stay,
This way.

Famous Poem Share~

I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day

Original Title: Christmas Bells

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men !

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men !

Till, ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men !

Then from each black, accursed mouth,
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men !

It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men !

And in despair I bowed my head ;
“There is no peace on earth,” I said ;
“For hate is strong
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men !”

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead ; nor doth he sleep !
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men !”

http://www.hymnsandcarolsofchristmas.com/Poetry/christmas_bells.htm http://LINK

Poem

Can’t by MwsR

Can’t say things aloud.
They’re stuck inside with the feelings that crowd.
Wishing that I could have enough courage to share
But regardless of my effort, I will not be spared
Even with the passing of time.
It seems easier to hide these words of mine.
Can’t say things aloud.

Poem

Inescapable Knot by MwsR

Been thinking about you from dusk to dawn
Wishing we could talk again, all evening long.
You came into my life at such an impressionable age
Showed me how to dream while in the most imaginable state.
I wonder often if I cross your mind
Leaving you breathless while not being far behind.
I carry you around like a clown carries his props.
Never letting you go for fear my heart would drop,
Or my heartbeat stop.
There are times I swear I hear your words
If I told that to certain people they’d think me absurd.
But it’s true and deep
And follows with every heartbeat.
You changed my mind, filled my soul
Like frost that is inseparable from the cold.
One blink I feel I might lose sight
While holding you in my heart so tight.
A dream, I think not
Just an inescapable knot.

Poem

Just Another Holiday By MwsR

A couple of days of the year
We set aside to be of good cheer
I don’t quite get it, why do we all go insane
Trying to purchase every brand name
Our bank accounts are spent down to the bottom
So we can be sure no one is forgotten.
Shouldn’t holidays be more?
Why do we think it can be bought in a store?
Give to someone who needs it
Maybe a meal or a coat that would fit.
How about volunteering your help and hands
Just so someone can be able to “stand”.
Just another holiday, I think not
It is a chance to help, a lot.
People are out there all alone
With no place to call their home.
Others struggle just to keep food on their table
Remember the Christ who was born in the stable?
This is the true meaning of giving
That you give help to someone else so they keep living.
It isn’t the bows or the pizzazz of your tree
It isn’t about you and it isn’t about me.
It is just another Holiday
But it is you who can make it a certain way.
Go out and give!
That is how Jesus taught us to live.
Be thankful 365 days
Not just on holidays.

*The road of unselfishness is paved with blessings!

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MwsR Writings

Some people want to be near to their family, but can’t. People who wish more than anything things were different, those same people desire to belong.
Don’t forget your blessings, pray for those who are struggling today and every day, just to be asked to be in someone’s life.
Count your blessings
Remember life isn’t guaranteed. Get over past judgments and hurts or feelings that keep you from receiving blessings.

When Thanksgiving Changed by MwsR

The day has always been celebrated without your presence
The talk never has included you
But when it’s mentioned, it’s of course blamed on you.

No verbal request for you to attend
No reaching out to you to try and heal or mend
It’s okay to point fingers at you
Even though it’s okay to assume.

If you were meant to be there
There’d be no doubt left in the air
You’d feel that, right?
No need to fuss or fight

Instead, Thanksgiving changed
When no one spoke your name
When life without you was expected
Needless to say, the lack of effort, feeling rejected.

When Thanksgiving changed you weren’t there
Even though you wanted to be, you wanted them to care
You wanted to be included more than in a passing thought
It was belonging that you sought.

Go ahead and pass the blame
Don’t let it change anything
But when this old life nears its end
Maybe then…

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