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Can’t Live Behind Walls by MwsR

Nothing is extra ordinary inside of walls
Little is seen and very little heard
Outside those same walls I can breathe
I can help my soul find reprieve.
I can’t live behind walls because I won’t smell new life
I won’t be able to see the wondrous creation
Feel my surroundings through smell, touch, taste, and sight.
Behind walls, things become stagnant
Everything can grow clutter
Foresight can become lost
Reality can get skewed
Outside the walls
Sounds errupt
Touch becomes intense
Hearing is superb
And darkness contains a beauty of its own.
I can’t just stay behind the walls
I’d merely exist
I’d would of missed my first raindrop
Never would of pulled off my first tomato
I would be miserable indeed
Outside of any wall you never know what awaits
You can go for a jog or simply skate
You may find joy and endless matter
Feel the cold, fall as you slip on ice
Eat lunch at a park
Never inside would I stay happy
Too much is outside for me not to be
Spring will come and winter will leave
I can’t stay behind the walls
And miss a chance or miss an event
I can’t stay behind a brick and mortar wall
Or behind one made from tin
I would never stay in
I need walls only for cover and for things to stay safe
But my heart is outside the walls, out from behind all walls.

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Inside by MwsR

Twisted to suit certain situations

Often missing out on celebrations

Too much contemplation of negative means

Nervous so often of trivial things

Belief is as far as it always has been

No trust yet still in men

Friendly but friendless

Helpful but still helpless

Inside it stays

Displaying on the outside in frays.

Poem (Peace)by MwsR

Peace.✌✌..for you

When you’ve done the best you can
And never shamed another man
Peace is yours.
When you’ve given to those in need
And in love, made them believe
Peace will be yours.
When in the wrong you’ve apologized
And are able to learn from others being agonized
Peace shall be yours.
When at your knees you humbly fall
And risking ridicule for it all
Peace should be yours.
When others leave you
And yet you stay true
Peace is inside of you.

Peace there is nothing more needed in our lives.

Inside Park/Poem by MwsR

beautiful blur close up delicate

Inside it is an attraction for sure

Not easy to navigate through

I know that it will cost for someone to explore

But I cannot say anything more.

 

Life is strange there, inside of me

Nothing there is easily understood

Anything can surely appear

Trying hard to always keep out those drifts of tears.

 

Inside it is never quite

If you were to see what all goes on in there

You would surely be scared

I know because I am the one who has had to care.

 

Parks should be exciting and fun

But if it the inside one.

There is just discord

Especially when you enter on your own accord.

 

Inside Parks come with no clear direction

Nothing is free

There may be turmoil to see

When it is inside me.

 

So enter softly, patiently, and calm

I often tell people being here is no fun.

It is merely “to occupy one’s curiosity”

And they leave, usually.

 

No one really comes there and stays for long

It is most unpleasant at times

I try to keep it free of clutter and trash

But it is bound to happen, inside, alas.

 

So come if you wish

Don’t take anything with you

I run this park all on my own

It is hard to maintain, when you hurt all alone.

 

Inside Parks are inside all of you

They have things that attract

And they have things that can make a person blue

Enter cautiously, take nothing away

So the inside park can continue, yet again, another day.

 

 

Let’s talk about Perceptions and Who you are/Share

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How do you go from changing the inside to match up with the outside? Or do you?

We all have felt different about things or perhaps ourselves and our inner side versus our outer appearance, persona, or other. Is it a plot of betrayal that we plan, when they do not go hand in hand?(sorry that rhyming poet in me came out).

I do not think so.

Sometimes people keep things to themselves, because they do not want others to figure out their motives, their thoughts, or their insecurities. On some occasions it could be something that might cause you to lose someone dear, or possibly cause you to lose your job, friends, family, or just plain out LOSE.

We all do things based on how others will perceive us or interact with us, and sometimes because we want a certain impression of ourselves seen, when it comes to another person. Sometimes people do actually plot to be a certain way or at least perceived in a certain way. In other words, it is a deliberate attempt.

Perceptions are sensing, sometimes there is a good enough reason to perceive another’s motive, thoughts, or what have you.

per·cep·tion
[pərˈsepSH(ə)n]

NOUN
the ability to see, hear, or become aware of something through the senses.

My challenge to you is this…

Try to look honestly at how you come across to another person. Honestly critique yourself. The point in this is to be the person you are, really, not the one you created for show.

Now if there is things you like to keep private, that is okay. I believe that sometimes we need our own secrets. On the occasion, though that you come across as fake or not real, you should really ask yourself why. It is all a part of self managing and being healthy from the inside, in our own minds.

I don’t know why I decided to write about this, but I hope you can gather something useful from it. I apologize if it is hard to understand. My mind thinks so much faster than I can write.

Have a good evening, day, morning, night, whatever it is where you are at.

MwsR ❤

 

Quote for Today

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“Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don’t know how great you can be! How much you can love! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is!”

― Anne Frank

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