As cold as snow on barren feet, Swift as a judgment you had tried to beat. Words have a great significance you see, Like damage when you lie to me. Treating it as you do a game Looking for the player’s move, that’s never the same. Deep and hurting, like a cut from a knife Nothing is the same, like for a divorced husband and his wife. Long-lasting, when you lie to me. Perilous like a drive off a bridge overlooking a river, Dark and sick like an alcoholic’s liver. Unsure, like a person’s footing on a hill , And deadly like a hunter’s deliberate kill. An outcome undesirable and yet so foreseen, From all the times you’ve lied to me.
How many of you have been in situations, periodically throughout your life that you did not really look at with uncritical, un-bias, or jaded thoughts?
I am referring to the struggles with family or friends, or loved ones.
Let me start off by saying, I have most definitely, throughout my own life. I am old enough now that I can look back on my life with somewhat of an open mind. There most certainly was a time when everything I remembered was jaded. I was letting my own personal opinions cloud the reality of the situation or perhaps I let my own bias come into the picture when I remembered back. This poem I am writing is written with this in mind. Hope you enjoy it.MwsR
Just Getting It, MwsR
Often times, all I wanted was to be loved Never giving any thought to the love from above. When I was sad, looked for comfort and apologies But sometimes, people were not ready to give that to me. Feeling alone mostly with my hopes and dreams Life is seldom really as we believe It goes deeper than that, what a relief! Because if all we had was our own thoughts, we would give up on true belief, We’d also probably swing in the tallest trees, because we’d not know any better. We would pursue things that didn’t matter. If we ever get one thing in this life, it would be to just get life, Just to get it, in its true expression is a most special gift. We all have problems, sadness, and regret. We all have our own opinions, our own way of seeing, its like a bet Either we give it all to risk getting it, great or small, Or we try with our best, so to stand tall. This is something we must teach ourselves, Life is so much more. Our perceptions, our reasonings, are our own That doesn’t mean they don’t count, It just means that there is more, keep an open mind. Like me, maybe all you can see, is your thoughts Then like me, things will certainly be clouded for you Perhaps jaded and persuaded, too. Open your mind, seek things from above, Learn to unselfishly give and Just as important, learn to receive love. I was never alone, never really without love. I took my longings and let it lead me to Him, above. Now I know, I just get it.
It’s a faint and yet fleeting sigh When it enters your heart like a big surprise. Tears can’t erase the echo you hear When it’s the one you hold so dear. Some say they know Some say to listen hurts their hearts so. The truth is they are unpredictable The feelings are so compatable. To listen to them surely takes courage To keep wanting them as to save up in storage. Whispers of a person’s hearts company Take root or can just flee. There’s no rhyme or reason Sometimes just for a season. Whispers of your heart, your soul, and through time Can be yours and will be mine.
If the path has stumbling blocks or obstacles, go through them or avoid them. The path for everyone is different, the paths are there to get us somewhere. The place we arrive at is still undisclosed, never give up.
It is sad sometimes But it is so real. The life we live all the time. When there is doubt or fear, or pain We go back to where we once were. Finding comfort from the same. It’s scary to think For us to move on we need to collect our memories Before they sink. Often blinded by the once was Too much can cloud our today’s. But if you have to, to move ahead, or just because… Then collect your memories Express their feelings as best you can. Be it in song, writing, or whatever sensories.
*When we keep things foremost in our life they control our thoughts. So if we redirect our thoughts, our lives, and learn to forgive ourselves we can have a better life.
Mws R Writings 