Category: Writings

To Be Mother by MwsR

They sometimes influence us, into a reflection of them.

Often, they will fix a hem.

Maker of foods that fill our tummies

Helper, with our things, even when we act like dummies.

A guide to see our inner purpose,

A photographer, of a time that was.

More often than not, our biggest fan

Showing us they believe in us and that we can.

Mothers are great, when great is our mother,

If you were not fortunate enough that is, like the others,

Then we should be the mother that we wish we had,

So we won’t always be sad and feel bad.

Wisdom byMwsR

Our greatest hurts can be the greatest lessons.

Fault lies in the heart of the foolish.

Things can scatter but find their way back home.

Loneliness can produce the strongest instincts.

Forwardness often turns into zero action.

Walking fast into something can leave us breathless.

Miracles are like rainbows, hardly seen but when they are, you are amazed.

Doubting leads to spontaneous actions.

Word of mouth comes from the heart first.

Writing is a clue of the heart.

Sadness is pertinent to happiness.

Poetry makes sense the feelings one feels.

In My Life by MwsR

To have you in my life

Would mean to lose me

Why must it be so difficult

To be in your presence.

I often dreamt, without you in it

But living without you, is so unnatural

Unnatural,but not enough to change it

Unbearable, but not so much that I’d die.

Different, in as much as it makes me cry.

It could be so much worse…

Yet,wishing it to be better.

Moving on but holding on.

Forward, while staggering behind

That’s where I could almost lose my mind,

But I never really do.

In my life, the one built without you.

In spite of you.

Windows by MwsR

I see it all so clearly now, as if I was looking at it all through my front window pane.

The journey that made me into the person I now am and often times had to refrain.

A badge if you will, of things I endured, things I could not let go of, and things I will always remember.

I felt often times, like a visitor not a family member.

This window allowed me to see, the parts that I embraced, the parts that I hid, and the ones in between.

The parts of the whole that makes up , the “me”.

Sometimes while looking through this window, it has condensation and dirt that makes things appear different than they were, and are.

When this happens, I look for all those hidden scars.

Windows can reflect light as much as they can reflect heat.

It makes no difference to me, that is part of my heart’s beat.

It is what makes me human, and able to feel things deeply and eternalize things that have made me.

I would not ask for another life, not for one moment, you see.

Window or not I can pull things out and reach from experiences, from trials, and deceptions.

I can use them and concentrate on them with great reflections.

Windows, like our lives can be adorned with things, given great presence, and stationary things.

But what is worth more than all that, more than keeping them clean, or adorned in things, is what they actually bring.

As if our lives were not enough without all that, windows are worth more than gold.

Windows are worth more than gold.

Poem

LIFE, LOVE,HOPE by MwsR

Life is too long not to enjoy
Life is too short to not make amends
When does this circle of life have to end?
Love is too great not to share
Love is putting someone else first in your heart
Would it not be right to share it from the start?
Hope is wonderful to have
Hope makes things worth wishing for
Take yours and share it more.

Utmost by MwsR

Important things need important attentions

Scattered seeds need ground for expansions

Commands need an attentive ear

People with conviction to do so, from their peers

Motivation needs commitment

Commitments without hesitation and sentiment.

Life needs living things, to go on

Things of utmost importance, the pawns.

Poem

Nature of Things, by MwsR

The wind sneaks through the trees
There is so much that you can feel but not see.
The sun appears in the same areas each day
But in life often we just assume things will be okay.
Like leaves know that eventually, their place is on earth
Sometimes we need to know our worth.
In life as in nature, there are some absolutes and much we don’t know.
It isn’t our job to have all the answers if we did we would never grow.
Experience life, experience nature, experience it all.
We don’t always have to be certain of how we will land or fall.

Poem

A Bunch of If’s
by MwsR

If you can look behind yourself and see no pain
If you can keep a smile even when things stay the same
If you can breathe without complication
Or fix whatever is your problem
If you can see the joy in mundane things
If you can work without any constraints
If you feel empathy for your neighbor
If you can get paid for all your labor
If days come in and they are easy
Then you won’t feel measly
If you can trust without worry
Despite the things that make other people scurry
If tomorrow is awaited with anticipation
Then you can rest easy without hesitation
If your heart is full of peace and love
You will not fall when the push comes to shove
If liars cannot blemish your character,
Then you are special, that’s an important factor
If this poem makes you stop and pause
Then it has served its cause.