Category: Poems

Poem

Rest Some
By MwsR

Can’t seem to fix it
Nothing can
It’s the spot within yourself you can’t stand.
Tried so many different ways
To stand above it
Yet silently you were sinking.
In desperate times
Truth rears it’s head
What makes a man, is constant dread.
No magical beans to help you escape
The turmoil you find when you hesitate.
There should be a trigger, a warning sign
But sadly none that controls your whole mind.
When fallen, you attempted to rise
There is no limit to your disguise
You try the truth but allow the lies.
Just one step you took so long ago into the wrong way
You can’t escape the effects, no how, no way.
Until you stop yourself from shirking your responsibilities.
Your endless torment of “what use to be’s.”
So gather up your strength, your battle scars
Things are seldom how you feel they are.
Put one foot then follow with another one
Till your back where you wanted and can rest some.

Poem

Love Is a Gift

If someone can love you through the years
Catch most of your falling tears,
Help bad things seem not so bad
Forgives you even when you make them mad
Shares with you their dreams and wishes
Helps you put away the dishes
Listens when you need them to
That’s the one who’ll be real and true.
Cherish them
Forgive them
Hold their hand for apparently no occasion
Sport them like the latest fashion.
Love can be great
Take time to appreciate it.
Make a world for them to stay in
Not a mess that hurts deep within.
You’ll be much happier, stronger, and tall
When you help them succeed instead of fall.
Love is a gift
And the people that give it.
MwsR

Poem

UPSIDE Down Grin,
MwsR

Seems the world won’t stop turning
Despite the various places where things seem to just drown.
The place where you can’t see but wish to have an upside-down frown.
Constant grief, and disappointment
Nothing certain for sure, no commitment.
For some, despite their best effort their heart stays torn.
Underneath the Hubble, they have just doubt to keep them warm.
Chained to a burden so huge it can’t be moved…
Yet desperately they seek that very thing, to defuse.
How does one unchain their grief and pain?
Do they have to stumble so often and there remain?
Often time we visualize our paths in life,
But how quickly it passes when it crashes into your heart like a knife.
Embarking they find themselves, yet again,
Unto the very things that took such a tragic, solidified end.
The charm of life is in that one or two moments you feel whole again
If that’s even possible without the right side up a grin.

Poem

They say,
In time you’re going to forget about it
But,
You find you can’t
They say,
If you are having a bad day, turn it around
But,
All you feel is down
They say,
Smile so others feel better
But,
What if you are the one needing to.
They say,
Live and let live
But,
Everything that’s done impacts one another in some fashion.
They say,
If the shoe fits, wear it
But,
They don’t understand that all shoes aren’t created equal.
They say,
Who are the “they” anyway?
But,
Why do we listen if we don’t know it to be the truth?
I say
Every situation varies, every person is different
Because
That is something that I know.
By MwsR

Poem

1 small victory makes a person optimistic.
What are we if we have no hope?

If You Knew….byMwR

If only you could see
All I know you can be.
You would love you like me.

If wishes made dreams come true
It would be happy I wish, not gloom.
This would be for you.

If you need to see courage look to the sun,
It shines all day long without someone.
It shines instead of trying to run.

If this made sense, this poem of mine
Then you know you have the power to shine.
Please shine, please and you’ll be fine.

Poem

I Wonder By MwsR

Will there come a time
In this life of mine
That I will be free.

There is so much bottled inside
So many things I did not say back then,
In the days where fear let sickness win.

I wonder if the people from long ago
Know how much they really did
know how much they hurt me so?

See a person should never feel shameful
For what others think of them,
They should not be accountable, it isn’t their sin.

There is a place where my heart and mind revisit
It is not a kind place, but rather avoid, a heart fall.
It flows ever so often, though because of it, I will not crawl.

Despite the things I had to endure,
Had to deal with and so forth, nor did I choose
It has no rope around my dreams it can never have those.

I wonder why we are subjected to a cruel man’s hand
Is it to rise and be better than the ordinary man?
I will always wonder, and yet always stand.

*For those out there struggling with something someone you love or trust has done to you,
It does not have to crush your dreams or make your heart fall…
It does not have to do anything. It is your call.

Poem by MwsR

Spring by MwsR

Many things come to mind when I think of spring.
One of them is that the flowers start to bloom and new things begin.
I love the newness of life, be it flowers, or babies, or animals.
The tiniest of things can make the biggest room in your heart if only you look.
Sometimes we ourselves need a new beginning, a new life season.
It is so easy to get bogged down by bills, relationships, and trials we face.
I think that everyone has a piece inside them that is just laying there waiting to be re-born.
I think that we all would like to have a second chance, a second glance, and more importantly a time when our spirits are renewed, possibly a time when our faith is restored and our minds can settle.
I love nature, and the treasures it has.
I encourage you to stop and literally smell the roses, find your safe place or your tranquil spirit.
It is there…really it is.
No one can do it for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Poem by MwsR

PERHAPS

Perhaps this is a test

Maybe a trial

Should we all sit back and think of it a while

Does our future lie in wait?

Maybe dreams are second to this

Perhaps there is something greater we might miss.

A greater force is present

Something more to the equation, despite

Our best efforts, from everyone running with fright.

There is a time for everything

A time to mend,

A time to bend

There is time to heal and resist being ill

Somethings under the sun will hurt like a quill

Sometimes there will be rumors and such

Bringing our full attention, we should, very much

Time to help, if we will

Give back and support others still.

Things are meant to change

This sometimes means making a radical move

Making sense of this, because there is much to prove

Our minds need rest,

Our bodies need strength

The people need answers, the need restrictive covenant.