Category: Poems

Poem

Photographs by MwsR

Photographs, times, I can’t remember, but I can see
None though, except one of you and me.
The hardest part is gathering bits here or there
And hearing how losing you was so hard to bear.
Pictures can’t fix what my mind goes through
Or make my dreams of you come true.
The ones who knew you, I sure envy so!
That’s not something I’ll ever know.
I wish you could have been alive to see
That little baby that grew into me.
Gone but never too far
From that hole in my heart that now has become a permanent scar.
If I were allowed a day of happy
I’d wish it to be with you, my Daddy.

Poem

When Thanksgiving Changed by MwsR

The day has always been celebrated without your presence
The talk never has included you
But when it’s mentioned, it’s of course blamed on you.

No verbal request for you to attend
No reaching out to you to try and heal or mend
It’s okay to point fingers at you
Even though it’s okay to assume.

If you were meant to be there
There’d be no doubt left in the air
You’d feel that, right?
No need to fuss or fight

Instead, Thanksgiving changed
When no one spoke your name
When life without you was expected
Needless to say, the lack of effort, feeling rejected.

When Thanksgiving changed you weren’t there
Even though you wanted to be, you wanted them to care
You wanted to be included more than in a passing thought
It was belonging that you sought.

Go ahead and pass the blame
Don’t let it change anything
But when this old life nears its end
Maybe then…

Poem

Notorious Diabetes. By MwsR

Silently it works in me
Even if I have just one sip of sweet tea.
I don’t know how it will work from day today
Sometimes…most times I wish it to just go away.
When I am sad or mad it quickly reacts
Like a sting from stepping on a thumbtack.
Why does it want me anyway?
I didn’t ask for it when I would pray.
I wanted a less complicated life
One without any physical strife.
Sometimes though regardless of wishing
We go through things that are just not uplifting.
Instead of peace, I get a constant reminder
And a disease that throws up lots of blinders.
A disease that hates me
It is the notorious Diabetes.

Dreaded by MwsR

The start of a day, one that never gets better

Things go on that would make allow your to be tattered

Why must it be another one of those days

The one where you feel trapped and exploited in lots of ways

Used and abused,

Taken for granted and in a possible self constructed noose.

Looking for an excuse but having nothing to give forth

Inside though, you know your own worth

Dreaded days are made like this

It is something you will wish you had missed

Possibilities will come forth as the day progresses on

But often you must find those all on your own.

Dreaded like the apocalypse

Forever looking for this to eclipse

Nothing left to see, nothing left to fear

Facing this day, one that never gets better,despite all the rest of the year.

Poem

It Takes A Believer…..MSR

Swirling around, somewhere it rests

Only to be awaken

Inconsistent messages start their quests

Only the impact remains

Friends that promised forever

In good times and in bad

Calling only whenever

Forgetting as usual

The family that wandered off into the abyss

Just secretly hid is all

It’s not them but their promises you miss

It’s the ones they actually kept

Memories they can anchor or sink us

That’s why there are life preservers

Blood that’s common

An actual connection that’s not

Words are not what we build upon

But actions are

Struggles teach us

Books don’t prepare our hearts

Words followed by fusses

Sink the deepest

Chances to take

If only you’re willing

Come to each daybreak

Ourselves to lead into

The first won’t ensure the beginning

But the end will signal you

At the end or leading

It takes a believer to start

Poem

It’s Where I Sit..MSR

Solitude yet involved
Feel like I have been robbed
Calm yet very much in an uproar
Still, yet my heart still starts to soar
Repetitive tidbits in my mind
But never really peace do I find
Fragments of previous conversations
Leaves me feelings from observations
Time, it is always fleeting
Sores will always keep bleeding.
Maybe you can’t understand
Maybe it is just me that plays in that band.
Head starts to feel like it wants to split
IT’S WHERE I SIT.

One- by MwsR

One by MwsR

One person can make you smile

Just one can help you a while

When others seem to be so self-indulged.

That one person that takes your hand

When others left you in that lonely land.

It’s not lonely for you now anymore.

One heart coming in contact with yours

That one that catches you when your heart sours.

Life is so worth the leap

If that one friend in life you meet.