Category: Poems

Poem

It by MwsR (AGAIN, just a poem…)

Stillness makes you vulnerable
Quietness makes you scream
Inside things are changing, it’s a complicated thing.

Listening does not make you smarter
Just makes you a listener of things
It’s what you do for others, and what is doing it, it brings.

Foremost in your mind,
It will be for a while
Not letting you go, that’s not it’s style.

Torment is what you place on your own self
And there is so much of it to go around
It will hold you up and then knock you onto the ground.

There will be those that beg it to go away
Those that know nothing else but it
And those that will try to rise out from the bottomless pit.

Success depends on your thoughts
What you say to yourself when it is going on
What you believe of yourself when you’re all alone.

No one can make you happy and free, but you.
No one can give you the right advice
The words, the actions, and it is true.

Poem by MwsR

Broken by MwsR (just another poem)

May be hurt but that’s not broken

Maybe fell but that’s okay

First a fool, then a nothing

But still trying to be something.

Too many chances

Too much clutter to push thru.

If only it was another time

A wide-open space

But it is not.

Retracing too many questions left unanswered

Misunderstandings float around in the mind

It feels like death, not just being blind.

One word can replace so many more

Just by the tone or words used.

Taking upon your own

All the bitterness and wrong.

Losing not the many battles but the final war

Just because you feel

Because there is so much more

Left to have, to hold, to unfold

But alas it is too hard a task

Broken, that’s what will last.

MwsR Poem

Aware by MwsR (POEM IS AL IT IS, BASED ON LIFE REALLY)

I’m so tired of trying
So much like a gun that’s through firing.
I have the capabilities to do more,
It just isn’t worth all the allure.
Maybe it was a trial run, or a possible misfire
Maybe my emotions are a liar.
Need me, only in case of emergency
It can’t be me anymore, you see!
I’ve done all I desire to do
Remember it wasn’t me but you.
There is a shift in power now
I’m taking over, someway, somehow.
Better if you look for another opportunity
Because I’m putting you away for my sanity.
I won’t get played any more
See we already been here, in this predicament before.
It’s nothing that it is the way it is
Just one to just dismiss.
There I said it, now you know
Don’t come to me unless you can show
what it means to say you care.
It’s more than words, you should be made aware.

In lieu of Valentine’s Day

Loving Myself By MwsR

I don’t always do this
Although I should
I often wonder how someone else could.

Obviously, though, we need to love ourselves
We are the most important thing you see
For in loving ourselves, even with the love we give to others, we can truly still be happy.

If we cannot love ourselves how can we emulate it to another?
Love is something that should come without stipulations
Love should be without manipulations.

When we think of love it should enlighten us
Carry us and keep unity amongst us.
Love is a special gift, it’s worth a fuss.

If loving another, you will entrust them
You will be fair to them,
Love is a bonding stem.

This is also the love you should have for yourself,
One that makes you that better, unselfish self.
The thing you use the most that would give you unmeasurable wealth.

Easy to write what real love is,
What loving yourself should be
Easier to write than to give to me.

Clover ☘️

Oh Happy Birthday to the most beautiful weed”flower” in our family’s garden…. Clover Belle 🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀 I love you beyond measure……

Poem for Clover by MwsR

Like dew in the morning sun,
You give refreshment to me hun,
Life with you is beautiful and fun.

Always special, just like your name
You are the sweetest and funniest, loveliest dame.
I am so glad that us came.

To say “I love you” is simple.
I love your one little half dimple.
Love your kisses on my temple.

You make my heart swell….
I love you my CLOVER BELLE.

Poem Story

Story…. MwsR
A young freckled-faced girl who was growing older every day and wanted to believe that people never went away.
She believed in dreams and wishes; she held on to hopes and kisses.
Till one day it all changed. Her life was re-arranged.
She found out that life can be unkind that people will hurt others because they can’t love themselves, or they’re blind.
So she changed who she chose to be..started to set her guilt-free.
She taught herself that life’s about forgiving. If it ain’t it’s too hard for a living.
Others could not hurt her to her core…anymore.
She loved and stuck to those she adored.
Her life became hers again. She didn’t hold on to a bargain of her heart.
Her love was the key that set her free.
Now and forever she’ll be happy.

Poem

Extra Effort, Sudden Chance by MwsR

The times I thought that would pass this way again
Where you could do and say what you wanted to
Never came for me and you.
Thinking that we could make up for things left unfinished
For things that were questioned but never answered
It all sounds so absurd….now.
What part of life do we actually ever control?
Is it written down somewhere I’d like to know where
But if you ask me it is nowhere, I swear?
Sudden comes disappointment and regret
Hardly ever do we actually live life to it’s all
Taking notice only if we begin to fall.
If only we could see ahead and know our time was short
I think we would make the most of it
So we wouldn’t have limits.
What is there, right before our eyes
Sometimes makes us too cozy to take the opportunity
I don’t wish that on you or me.
Spend that extra minute making things right,
Saying those words that you want to say
And stop leaving undone what you want to stay.
A man is no keeper of the next moment,
No owner of life and circumstance
Take the extra effort, take the sudden change.

Poem

If They Knew, by MwsR

If people could feel what it is that makes a person’s heart want to Crawl outside their body, then they would know.

When the hurt is so bad, you feel your heart start to slow.

Love can do that for many reasons.

It does not differentiate between “human” seasons.

It doesn’t start or end there,

It will creep out from behind and sense where you are, anywhere.

It is hard to let others know what you feel when there are no words

No reason or rhyme, when you feel absurd.

It is an inner thing,

When in the balance of life or the death thing.

If people only knew what I would do for one last conversation with you,

For one more hello or goodbye, one more word or two.

It’s easy to be distracted, not taking into account those you’ve impacted.

For if you knew you could make changes that need to be made

Go outside and sing in the rain,

Walk with your loved one hand in hand,

Not let anything remove you from where you stand.

It is easy to pass condemnation,

That is what is wrong today with our whole nation.

One cannot know all there is to know,

Just by living, without anything to show.

I have had chances, maybe blew a couple or a few,

But there is one thing that would have made a difference,

Usually, it is, “If they only knew…”