Category: Writings

Poem

Peace.✌✌by MwsR

When you’ve done the best you can

And never shamed another man

Peace is yours.

When you’ve given to those in need

And in love, made them believe

Peace will be yours.

When in the wrong you’ve apologized

And are able to learn from others being agonized

Peace shall be yours.

When at your knees you humbly fall

And risking ridicule for it all

Peace should be yours.

When others leave you

And yet you stay true

Peace is inside of you.

Peace there is nothing more needed in our lives.

Copyright @MwsR2020

Poem

The pull is getting stronger

With each day I embark upon

My soul is trying to talk to my heart

But there will be no help found

Sometimes we have to go through grief

We actually have to own it

And in all that, we must maintain

Feelings, having them it’s hard

There is a fine line between heart and mind

Some days the heart takes over

Other days, the mind

Don’t go searching for peace!

Peace is something that slips in

Sometimes it’s because you get a sense that you’ve done everything you can

But other times, it’s where you land

There is a phrase, “whatever tomorrow brings”

Who’s to say what that will be?

Will it be one that will make you free?

Perhaps not!

Maybe you will wake up as you did today

Fighting the battle between your heart and mind

Or maybe you’ll be like some, naive

I have a constant need, to know

Perhaps you do too

Right now, in this minute, in this second, just survive

Say to yourself, “ It is here, now I will deal with it.”

Don’t plan, don’t worry, don’t stress

When the time comes do your best

Sometimes the best is surviving

It is how we handle or deal with things

For now, that’s how I’m doing

Leaving everything to chance.

With my will and a prayer, I will manage.

I might not like it, but I’ll do it.

Poem

It
by MwsR

It walks with me,
Grabs hold gently.
Used to be like someone caged me
Sometimes it lets me free.
I carry it through conversations,
Long walks, and family invitations.
I put it to rest each night
Only to see it sometimes at first light.
Like shoes go on our feet,
It has a place, a name like a street.
When I revisit with my past
It is durable and there as if to last.
Familiar turf and strategic game
There is a part that will always remain.
Not everyone knows about it
Not everyone sees each little bit
The best one it possibly can be
It is the memory, the pain, the life, and me.

Poem

Just How It Was
By MwsR

It was hard, trying to be a kid. Much harder than anything else could imagine.

Almost as hard as back in the day, when people drove a horse and a wagon.

All she wanted to do was play. No one even noticed or glanced her way, or so she thought.

The day was always long and dragged on. Her heart became a stone that others walked on.

Neither naive nor stupid, she was in between.
That is because her life was not as it seemed.

Becoming a little lady, she still longed to be a child, young and pretentious.
Nothing to keep her attention, except her imagination and dreams, which made her seem more and suspicious.

Guilty almost just because she breathed.
No one even cared about her enough to believe.

Something wasn’t right with her, something a miss.
Someone in her house was guilty of this.

Alone yet she lived as one of four behind that yellow front door.
So much went on there, so much more.

It was hard, hard to live there.
So hard to smile, so much to bear.

Much more than anyone imagined.
That’s just how it was.

Poem

THE by MwsR

The urgency of your day

Walking faster, just to get away

Silent opposers at every side

The constant need to say “Good Bye”

Frantic outbursts you say when you’re alone

Trying to manage it before your mind is gone

Secrets that come a calling

Trying to bury things will only keep it prolonging

Open arguments that never get settled

Each person goes there own way, feeling ground leveled

Things left in boxes because you have little motivation

Chores that need to be done, but don’t get done, exhaustion

Things that wear us out, bring us to a standstill

Mind and actions that we shove through, still

We should repair, rejuvenate, and remove

After all there is nothing we need to prove

But all is for gain and affects everything

Running away never solves anything,

Putting off things, you’ll never accomplish much

This is the truth of it, as such.

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copyright@Mwsrwritings 2020

Who is Pablo Neruda?

Pablo Neruda · Official name
http://www.famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/pablo_neruda/biography

Pablo Neruda (1904-1973),

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Poem

Never by MwsR

Never think about me
Never let my name cross your lips.
In death, I’ll matter more.
In death, I’ll be welcomed
Never try to treat me as equal
Never give me courtesy.
In death, I’ll have flowers with beauty
In death, my cries will not bother you.
Never lose any sleep over me
Never any more opportunity to ignore me
In death, I will not seek your attention
In death, things will be different.
Never feel remorse
Never feel bad
In death, I’ll not care
In death, you’ll be no more.

Greatest Woe by MwsR

Sometimes the things that bring us joy

Bring also trouble and pain

Thoughts we had planned in our heads

Make us weary when they are changed,

Some of our greatest woes comes from that

While we are weary they alter our peace

Peace that we had until then

Our greatest woes often come from the thinking within

Sadness robs the happy man of control

He loses his smile and joy, when he tarries so

After all, what are smiles but upside down frowns!

More than not people live life in the past

Meaningless attempts, because nothing ever lasts

Why not live like there is only today?

As the saying goes, “Learn not to expect and you’ll never be disappointed.”

If we cannot achieve what we want,

We will settle, much to ourselves, its a loss

If disappointment can be a challenge,

Sorrow will come in yielding the sword that can kill.

Trouble will accumulate and bring with it his friends

Our life will be like a hostage, to that

Hope is not bad but it gives false security and bliss

It clings to our dreams and even our obscurities

It paints a false illusion,

Unless with the hope you can carry knowledge

Knowledge that things can alter at any moment,

And then after you collect your new perspective on things,

You can then come to a different hope.

Constantly re adjusting,

Forever changing,

Our greatest woes are defining

Just don’t let them take charge

Find ways of adapting, changing, and thinking.

Then our greatest woe won’t defeat us.

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