Sun/Poem

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Seeing the sun and all it shines upon

Knowing that is has so much power

Able to go “shine” wherever it chooses to

Beneficial to all living things, the giver of abundance

Every flower, every tree, and every being looks up to it.

 

Imagine a world without it…

Without its loving touch

Without its warmth

That would be tragic and scary

Nothing would grow, no tree, not any flower, no being.

Things would gradually cease to exist.

 

 

I personally love the sun and what it can do.

Don’t you?

MwsR ❤

 

My Poem

Mind and Soul’s Release..

For today breath a little
Take time, your heart can be brittle
Unkind words will soon fade
Just like our bodies often  cast a shade
Things worth it are many
They won’t be announced like in the Grammys
Nice thoughts are like pillows for your heart
Doesn’t matter if you don’t make the first start
Patience will come to you
Just in time, it will ensue
Helping you to heal…
To feel
Making realizations forefront in your mind
Directing you like a stick does for the blind
In time you will grow
If not by making errors, maybe in your heart it will show.
Fly with problems, as well as in peace
It’s your mind and your soul’s release.
MwsR❤

Abstract/Poem

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What you see should have a meaning,

If you look with open eyes.

Indescribable beauty in details we capture with our minds.

Efforts not wasted or mute.

Things we can create will not end up desolate.

Understanding takes precarious measures.

Finding something special and unique where so much abounds.

No way to count, for there are too many ways.

Design is just part of what it is

Wow, what abstract is this!

MwsR  ❤

Falling/Poem

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Complicated and misunderstood

Things get twisted awfully good.

Separation starts but a little at a time

Not one person notices that distinguishing line

Stress is all-consuming

Like a renter trying to find money for the rent.

Purpose gets lost in the bustle

Surviving takes first thought

Denying is a way of coping

Neither pride or honor matter anymore.

So what if this does not make sense anymore

There, over there, is always an exit door.

Better change before it changes you its way

Better live before it takes your whole life.

Screaming will make silent the pain

But you aren’t suppose to complain.

Who knows how it all will end

Oops, there is a dare in that, you don’t understand.

Like water drifts in different directions

So shall we all.

Unless you can no longer stand after the fall.

MwsR ❤

 

Disgruntled/poem

 

 

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As if I am not on the same level ground

You do what you want when I am not around.

I feel like there are some things taken for granted

Like mentioning that maybe you did this or that

Or maybe it was me and not you that I was really mad at.

I see different perspectives, different views

And that is not only the half of it, it’s true

So much that doesn’t suite you and so much for give and take

I reckon I will give, underneath all this weight.

Too much or too little

Not enough but way more than you’d like

Guess you want to give it another thought when you cut out the light.

I am the one left wondering, left trying to replay it in my head

While I lay there, I don’t even know why I went to bed.

Why can’t things be equal, why can’t it be without fuss

Is this the way it must be between us?

This is so far gone, maybe too far to mention

I hate all this undermined intervention.

To wish or to give in

Either way something must begin.

MwsR ❤

 

 

 

Fear/ Poem(Encouragement)

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Don’t let fear control you

Reach inside and let that fear see what it is you can do and be

There are never absolutes, just  resolute.

Always time for tears but they won’t wipe away your fears.

If you want something that is in your grasp

You grab a hold and wait till the very last

If you want to conquer your fears, you must do the same.

We all are just like rats running in this game.

Some take the wrong path, but quickly learn the right one

Although some keep going full blast , further and further without realizing it.

Obviously one will find the goal, or grab the thing they searched for so frantically.

They don’t let the fear of unknown keep them from what they wanted.

Fear is a deceiver of persons, it says,”No way”

Your heart and mind must say.” It is feasible”

Fear can’t take you by the hand and lead you away from something

But if you let it , it will take rob you of so much.

So look that fear in the midst of its presence and make it see

There is no stopping you.

 

“It is what it is”/Poem

When the overwhelming need to run hits you

The undeniable feelings of panic

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Take a breath or two and wait for a while

Perhaps it will change your mood or thoughts.

If troubles seem to follow you

“Loose” them in your search for peace.

There is no escaping them if you don’t make an effort.

Do you have tremendous burdens ?

It is okay to lay them down for a while

To deal with them another day

No one else will pick them up and carry them for you.

When things look bleak,

When life is hard,

Try to stay hopeful and soft.

Don’t harden you heart.

Don’t wallow in  your own pity, your good life away.

It is what it is, it will be what it will be

Don’t look for a rainbow underneath a broken tree.

Life is a challenge

Set forth into this new day

And look for that rainbow as you make your own way.

There will be one and things will change, someday.

MwsR ❤

 

 

As/poem by MwsR

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As I already knew,
That nothing would ever change my shade of blue.
It was a color I was very familiar with.
A common in my life ever since being a Smith.
My goals were simple back in the day
It was to be a singer, up on a stage.
To be applauded for a song
Not knowing it was in my personal life, I needed applause all along.

As I dreamed of being a nurse
I wanted to help others who had it worse.
I never felt that I couldn’t brighten someone’s day
But more often than not I wanted to cheer people up with words that I could say.
See, helping someone made my own problems fade
But unfortunately, it just took my mind off of them, they never really went away.

As life has a way of making things seem so heavy and hard
Our hopes, dreams and aspirations often get marred.
Things that mattered once now fall on hard, stony ground
They cannot rebound, nor any abundance be found.
Sadly, they die and disappear
Nothing can grow there, sometimes for years.

As if that was that,
It comes and leaves from where it is at.
No rhyme nor reason
No hope, no change of the season.
Nothing but despair
That is all that is left, all to often there.

As a leaf falls to the ground,
We will too.
But if we are lucky and a strong a nice wind blows through,
It will carry us and our troubles will be few.

As surely as I write,
One day things will again, be alright.
There is no need to worry over spilt milk
It can easily be cleaned.
If you can withstand the smell it has for a short time.
Then things will get back to normal like they should.

As you read this believe in things, hope for things, dream of things while you can.
Don’t listen to opinions of just the average man.
No one can make a future for you,
You have to believe in yourself, it’s true.