Category: Writings

Poem

Deepest Regrets by MwsR

Some of the deepest wounds

Stem from the deepest regrets

Those that take your breath when you catch yourself remembering

Since there is regret

Suffering is prolonged

These are the kinds of things that burn into your soul, all along.

Soul is desperate in its attempts

Spineless but ever present

Like torturing ourselves, will give us a little more incentive.

Stupid we are

Suppose to let go

Learn from the deepest regrets, learn from all the woe.

After all who will claim them,

Not our family or friends

This is the hardest part to swallow, the need to repent.

MwsR Writings

Sometimes in life….
We encounter a rude , smart mouth, bully.
Sometimes …..
We can choose to reciprocate or we can choose to remain calm.

Don’t let someone else change you! Don’t let that kind of behavior change who you should be.

The saddest thing a person could do is let it change them into who they themselves despise.

MwsR

Poem

Gifted a Thousand Stars by MwsR

You act as if you were given a thousand stars, with which to call your own

As if the stars did not know where they themselves belonged

If mere mortals were the rulers of the stars

We all would have no battle scars

We’d have no need to fight

I know this to be the case, check to see if it is true, you might

You are same as I and yet you lack common sense.

You always think to be great, more money must be spent.

Not true, you see, it is a scam

I am just shocked, I am

Your breath comes and goes just like all of us

Yet you believe that the stars you were to be entrust.

The only shine that I see when looking at all of you,

Is your ego and your pompous attitude.

Gifted a thousand stars, perhaps, in your own dreams

This however, is the real world and things aren’t how they seem.

I hope you figure it all out before it is too late

Before your get served, whatever you dished out, onto someone’s plate.

Poem

Mind and Soul’s Release..by MwsR

For today breathe a little
Take time, your heart can be brittle
Unkind words will soon fade
Just like our bodies often cast a shade
Things worth it are many
They won’t be announced like in the Grammys
Nice thoughts are like pillows for your heart
Doesn’t matter if you don’t make the first start
Patience will come to you
Just in time, it will ensue
Helping you to heal…
To feel
Making realizations forefront in your mind
Directing you like a stick does for the blind
In time you will grow
If not by making errors, maybe in your heart it will show.
Fly with problems, as well as in peace
It’s your mind and your soul’s release.

Famous Poem~ William Shakespeare

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Poem(written to the father I never got to know)

DAD, my first guy, by MwsR

Pictures are all I have
They are like a wound with a little salve.
You are and always will be
The very core part of me.
I know you existed I see and hear about it all.
I just wish you were still here for me to call.
Often you are in my head
I find myself thinking of you while looking ahead.
If one little wish I was able to make
It might be to see you, you know before the ache.
Dads are more than a name we give,
They are the ones that teach us how to grow and live.
I never got to have that with you
I often think about what if’s and it makes me blue.
Others get to call up their dads and talk
Some get to spend time with them and go for walks
I get to ponder and wonder a lot
About what I have and what I not.
It is not your fault I am sure you would have stayed
But that wasn’t how it all got played.
Taken too soon from this earth and from your family
The ones who loved you and made you happy.
I guess some things never come to be
Like my wish for you to had known me.
Or maybe just to spend the day talking to you
And carrying on about the days that we went through.
It’s a good thing memories come around
Because that’s all some have when their hearts start to frown.
Dad, I know if you knew me
You’d see a lot of you inside of me, probably.
You would have also known how much you meant to me…you know why,
After all, you were my first guy.

Your Own, by MwsR

I’m must be hell

To be trapped like that

Not have any hope

Or adjustment ”strat”

No mechanism to cope

Walking around all tide up

Afraid if you get too close you’ll fray.

Creating the most bizarre display.

Thinking little of yourself

Nothing much more than that of anything else

Avoid having to be wordy with others

A little word here or there

Looking so scared or bewildered at normal interractions

Leaving a complex answer to very simple fractions

Never really understanding what it is that should be

It must be hard to be you

Trapped in your mind and prisoner to your own prison

The one you created

The one you’ve always hated.

MwsRwritings

Dont look for rainbows, if there hasn’t been any rain.
Don’t let life change you, change your life.