Category: Poems

MwsR Poem

Once Upon A Time, by MwsR

Once upon a time
There was no reason or rhyme
My heart held a song
It was about where I belong
My eyes held the pain
Of my sorrow that attached to my name.
I had a load of questions
Some good, some bad, and it was over decisions
My head was filled with trouble
My mind kept me in that bubble.
I exploded one day
It left me in an obscure way.
Now I live in the,
Someday, somehow
And this girl seemed content,
Though her heartstrings were bent
If you’ve been there you know what I meant.
The End is not here, nope
Peace, Love, and Hope.

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MwsR Quote

Poem Share~”Pulse of Life Reflecting”

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/484598-pulse-of-life-reflecting/

…inspiring me to follow the light  
of The Maker’s luminosity…

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Therapy by MwsR

Inside my tiny brain

Often things drive me insane

Like getting through my daily tasks

Or making sure that bill has been paid in the past

I struggle to answer questions

Like should I dress better, comb my hair,

Things that to my own self, may be unaware.

Looking around me at chores to do

Wondering if that is a golden rule

Never really taking time to eat

I’d rather think about my lack of sleep.

Contemplating if I should drink water,

Trying to be more healthy, if only in my mind.

Nothing satisfying really do I find.

Knowing that there are things that bring me happiness

If only I would choose to experience them.

Like birds singing, flowers blooming.

The sway of the wind through the trees

The caresses from my pets that bring me joy

The playful nature they have playing with their toys

Knowing all my bills are paid for the month

Having something satisfying to eat, if I choose

Hearing the running water sounds from my pool

Not having to deal with fools

Getting an “out of the ordinary” text from someone who cares for me

These things are the only therapy I need.

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Turbulence

Not for the faint of heart

Rising from the very start

Switching back and forth like a pendulum

Hiding in the shadows

Yet eventually rinsing

Making issues along the way

I wish it would not stay

Turbulence is hard

It is brutal and cunning

Surprising those from the inside out

Making problems bigger

Handing out blows from every angle

Sharper than a sword

Quieter than a heartbeat

Faster than an ant

Reaching further than your past

Don’t let this turbulence drag you down

Keep a smile instead of a frown

Wear the suit of heroes before you

Use the strength you always have had

Sure it will come and edge closer

Maybe perhaps it will carry you down

But that doesn’t have to beat you

That turbulence doesn’t have to succeed

We fight, we maintain, and we long for something better

Something meaningful and constant.

Then is when turbulence will be shifted into good for you.

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Struggles

Seems like there is no one way

One answer for all

Things roll sometimes,

Sometimes they just fall.

Why can’t things always be easy

Able to be reached, to be changed?

I’m feeling some sort of way today

Reminiscing and inside myself, screaming

I always have to pay.

I might of changed somethings

Changed other things

But I feel so incomplete often

Awaiting what tomorrow brings.

Struggles don’t discriminate

They often replicate

Leaving behind confusion and doubt

Very hard for some people to take.

Like we need to breathe, to live

We need struggles too

It makes us stronger and we will survive.

Don’t fret

Not yet

Live as best you can

With and without and you’ll be set.

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Poem by MwsR

Mother’s Day Blues, by MwsR
(My birth mom)

Like a gem, you were one of a kind
In my heart at least, and in my mind.
I never got to tell you things
Or even show you I could sing.
I wanted to know what was in you heart
I always did from the very start.
You were so significant to me
You were so significant to see.
Yes, in a way I am bitter and sad
But it is the way it is and that does not have to make me glad.
I wonder what your fears were and your dreams
I often think of very trivial things.
You never got to see my heart
But that was always kind of hid, since we were apart.
If you had a favorite food, I would not know
See these are those trivial things I really can’t let go.
See these are those trivial things I really can’t let go.
Those things that you did, the things you knew.
The wishes you had,
Even the little things that made you mad.
I took for granted there would be time
There would be a chance for our hearts, yours and mine.
As I do every Mother’s day and every day
I want to be able to have a chance to say,
I miss you, I really do, not in the way others might had thought of you,
The way a child does when a piece of them is missing
When there is the one thing they grew up wanting and wishing.
The family says I look so much like you
I really think that is what I will always use to help me when I am blue.
I wonder if the days had been longer and the time had not come so soon
Would I had finally got to know and love the real you?

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Reason By MwsR

Often doing things I would rather leave undone

Searching multiple sources just to get things done

Finishing the chores of the morning in haste

Making sure each hour has not been a waste

Reaching out to those I feel don’t really care

Just running a brush through my own hair

Mending what I physically can

So I don’t need an extra hand

Dealing with bouts of pain

Trying to smile when things go insane

Reconciling to things that you never thought of

Coming up with new ways to deal with short offs

Everything will revolve

There will always be things to solve

Things to prove

Things that are new.

Reasons…

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