Category: Poems

Sink or Swim/Poem share by MwsR

beach blue daylight diving

Like a ship slowly sinking

Nothing left to do but gather the valuable things and prepare for departure

Un sure of what lies ahead

A little scared but at the same time clinging to hope

You see others do it and they somehow make it work

They carry a few things of their very own and the rest they leave aside

How come it is easy for some and not for others?

My best guess would be ,

Some people do not see the forest for the trees

Their thinking is not much farther than they can actually grasp

Each day to them is almost fruitless

They hold no stock in the future or the outcome

I would like to be like them in a way

Not fearing or limiting myself because of that fear

I would like to touch all the things that are dear

I want to rest in the fact that today is what matters

Tomorrow is but a work in progress

Not an official thing written out in stone

I do not wish though to be alone.

I want to be with those that love me

Regardless if that ship I am one, goes down and is

Not able to be found

I want to float for as long as I can,

I will swim against currents just to reach the next mile

I want to laugh again, I want to smile.

Life is hard enough, it is unpredictable

However sometimes it is without thought and hesitation that we can endure.

Think about it, it is so obscure.

Let’s float, swim, or take on the endeavor

Lest we sink, reach bottom, or worse off, end.

MwsR ❤

 

 

My Dear/Poem by MwsR

photography of baby holding the hand of person
Photo by samer daboul on Pexels.com

I see your things amongst the others

You are still here in so many ways

Nothing has really been the same

Often times I lay and daydream

You are in those daydreams, happy and smiling

I often wonder where did my time with you go?

Why must we let go and let them make their own path?

I never fully thought about the little time I would have

Forever meant forever, just the way it began

I was in denial for so many reasons in so many ways

I sometimes felt like I hindered you

I guess that is normal, at least in this case

Being a parent is never easy and we will make mistakes

We will want to hold onto our children for our lifetime in one way or another

It is natural and it is okay.

It is when we stop letting them experiment, try new things

Or perhaps when we don’t allow them to take things on their selves

That we smother their chances, their desires, and their wants.

No one ever said it would be easy or without tears

I have loved and cherished all my time with you years.

Always know that better or worse, you still can come here

I will still hold you and comfort you, my child, my dear,

(TO MY kids R>M>J)

Grandeur/Poem

woman wearing white wedding gown holding hands with man while walking
Photo by Jeremy Wong on Pexels.com

Pristine decorations adorn the bride’s veil

Snow white lace upon the wedding dress tail

Whispering ones can be heard because despite the music

Although the ushers all seem altruistic.

Music from speakers, that sounds very familiar

The music plays on one song after another, which is kind of the allure.

People entering the place with exquisite looks on their faces

If I did not know what it was, I would declare it was the races.

So much planning for a rather short ceremony

t that’s the way of things concerning matrimony.

Music gets  intense  as all heads turn in unison

Here comes the bride, coming out from behind that partition.

Grandeur, I see on this most special occasion.

But as soon as it’s over, I will look for a catabasion

For which to hide

I don’t do well with crowds, I won’t lie.

For now I will watch as two become one,

My friend and her someone.

MwsR ❤

Trying my hand at this, don’t ask, lol

 

No one Came/poem

analogue classic clock clock face
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

There I was all by myself

I had to always keep my words on a hidden shelf.

No one to talk with, while bearing it all alone.

Oh there was you, but it was so unhealthy and wrong.

I wondered when my prince charming would come,

Sadly, they lived only in fairy tales.

I felt no self-worth, but shame was my middle name.

I cried at night, my pillow kept my tears.

You snuck by ever so often to see me.

I hid under covers pretending to dream.

Dreams, ha, I had none.

Because of the rude awakening you gave, and then some.

No one heard my painful screams

I soon became a meg shift screen,

Filtering what I could just to make it through.

No one came, not day or night.

I had to crawl or learn to fight.

I fought, all on my own

No one to turn to, not even at home.

Till one day a person inquired on me

Asked me things like I could not believe.

They told me things at home was wrong

Expressed how God loved me, even while not at my best.

They said they knew, without me saying a word.

Told me to let my burden go.

Deal with what I could and never grow cold.

I listened to them and started trusting again.

No one came during the dark part of my life,

But now what used to cut me like a knife,

Seared my fear, helped it close.

– I found when no one came, I had to finally  finish what was done.

No one can stop me now.

MwsR ❤