Obstacles

The smoke will clear but the smell will remain

Things that don’t move freely often stay the same

People are battling inside their souls

It is something that’s long been foretold

Obstacles here, obstacles there

If you can’t see them, you still are aware

What must we do but chug along

Do what we can even if that too becomes wrong

Search and you can find

Things that give momentary comfort and peace of

But obstacles will always be

There for you and me

It is how we move around them,

Struggle through them

That will matter when all is said and done

All in good time, like the shine from the sun

I am not the only one with Obstacles.

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My Published Poem~ “The Quite In The Room”/ Published In Beautiful Poetry, Volume 33

Poem

How just one object can take you back in time
To a place you hold in your mind.
Echoes of things that were said
Places and events trapped in your head
Smells and sounds circle that object
Giving you to to reflect
Transforming the now to then
And back again
You’re separate but not
From all that’s in thought
From haunted memories to pleasant experiences
Your mind travels and encompasses
Just one object can take you backk in time
To those places, thoughts, experiences, sounds and smells in your mind.
MwsR

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Poem

Shadow(s), by MwsR

In the dark lurks a shadow
It is not cordial, to say the least.
It will rob you of your peace and mind
And slowly on them it will feast.

Light does not come close to touching it
It will sneak and hide away,
It always returns,
Especially at the end of the day.

No circumstance will help you
No help you will find
When in the shadows it waits
One day or another time.

You need to come to terms with it
Deal with it in your own way
Don’t try to ignore it
It will never go away.

We all have those shadows
In real life that manifest
If left undealt with they will grow
Slowly your hope they will ingest.

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Poem

Midst of Uncertainty by MwsR

Miracles amid uncertainty
It is where saneness meets eternity.
Obstacles stand waiting,
But faith is so demanding,
Traces of disbelief fade in the quest for truth.
Never were we born to be a sleuth,
Purpose becomes the focus
Not forgetting the thing that tried to choke us.
It is easier to rest in truths and not circumstances…
Turning a few times to give us a second, then last, a single glance.
Things can change..as they often do,
It happens and it will for you.

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Poem

Embellishments by MwsR

Embellishments to my fears
Not pretty but hurtful like a spear,
The thoughts I wish would float away
But instead they linger and stay
Embellishments to the stains
The ones that came out from the pains.
Nothing grand to look upon
Defeated and trampled on.
Trying hard to imagine it all in a different light,
But there are just some things that can’t be made right.
Embellishments to the tears
Falling so often through the years.
Note worthy and significant they have been.
Defining the outcome from within.

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Poem

I saw you this morning, well the used to be

I wondered if you remembered back then

You looked so peaceful, so youthful, and intact

I remembered how much I wanted you back.

What happened to you?

Where did you go?

I miss the first you so.

Since you are me, you know.

Funny how time changes things

Changes the inner and shows on the outer

I still feel the times my heart was shattered.

I lost you somewhere between worries and so sorry

You left without any notice, in such a hurry.

People stood by but not by you

You found yourself as the only one who knew.

Stories out of the mouth of your caregivers,

Were all lies and lines from their distorted truths

Truths that barely have any in them.

Pain became the plot.

You really missed out on a lot.

The simply being a kid,

Carefree and happy, encouraged and loved

Cherished and respected

Instead overlooked and under cherished.

I remember how much I wanted you back

What happened to you?

Where did you go?

I really miss the “first” you, so!

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