#MondayMotivation: The Beautiful Path #Poetry #MPBooks

A motivational message for Monday and a poem.

Pink flower
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Today I’d like to share with you a poem which I hope will inspire and motivate many of you.  We all take a journey from the moment we are born into this strange world.  It is important that no matter what happens we stay true to ourselves and not veer from our true path.  It can be hard to do what we know is best for ourselves, especially with outside influences including people getting in the way.  But if we stay true and follow our own paths, it will lead somewhere rewarding.  I hope you enjoy this message in poem form.  Please let me know what you think too as I’d love to hear any feedback:  Did you enjoy the poem, not enjoy it, or does this message resonate with you and your path?

The Beautiful Path

A lonely bud, contents confined,
Layers of hope not shown.
The world not seen, currently blind,
Untainted, newly sown.

Open self, begin to unwind,
Venture to unknown.
New of heart, new of mind,
Unique, not a clone.

Strength, courage, need to find,
To stay on path unblown.
Remain true, self unmined,
Until fully grown.

No matter, early or behind,
Path direct, windblown.
Life lead the heart assigned,
True beauty always shown.


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#Poetry: Goodbye Dear Soul #MPBooks

A poem commemorating the loss of Humpty the Hippo ❤

 

Hippo
This is not Humpty the Hippo but an image of a pigmy hippo (I think) from Pixabay.com

A few days ago I found out about the sad news of a beautiful creature who sadly died.  In care of the David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust, a wonderful charity that rescues and raises orphaned elephants and other animals in Africa before returning them to a free and natural life in the wild, a beautiful baby hippo called ‘Humpty’ captured everyone’s hearts.  Humpty was rescued after being found alone stuck in a drying mud pool.  Alone and without her mother she would have died had it not been for the wonderful people at the Trust who rescued her and then tried to raise her.   It was the first baby hippo they had every tried to raise and she was doing very well until she became suddenly ill and died shortly after.  As a deep animal lover I was touched by Humpty’s rescue and have felt so saddened by her sudden death.  She did, however, have several beautiful months of happiness which she wouldn’t have without being rescued.

Humpty’s death, like the death of so many of our beloved creatures and loved ones can be very hard to cope with, but we must focus on the happy times and the love we have for them.  I’ve written a poem which I hope many may relate to.  It was my poem for Humpty, but it’s also what I felt when a close individual died.

Goodbye Dear Soul

A beautiful soul, now have passed,
You left this world, all too fast.
A void now where you did depart,
An empty space in my heart.
Your time was not meant so soon,
If only you, I could cocoon.
Protect and save from life askew,
Now empty space, I have in lieu.
Your stay was not meant to be,
Tether to world, now set free.
Your beauty, light, will shine always,
Love in heart, a burning blaze.
Remember you for evermore,
Your soul now free, at peace to soar.

To read more about what happened please click here.  This is a video commemorating beautiful Humpty:


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#Poetry: Life With You #MPBooks

A poem with a twist.

Bouquet on floor
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I really don’t want to comment on this poem here.  I’d rather you read it first and then tell me what you think.  I’d really like some opinions on this, it’s inspired by a daily prompt.

Life With You

I knew your pain as you did mine,
A kindred soul, love divine.
I wept, I shared all my fears,
You held me tight through all the tears.
Felt our hearts were true, entwined,
Our broken pasts were all behind.

I finally see through;
New life with you.

Together we made fresh new start,
Vowed to never be apart.
Happiness, peace, at last inside,
When we joined, husband, bride.
Pact, a promise we did seal,
For our lives, true ideal.

I finally see through;
New life with you.

Days and months becoming years,
Came the laughter, came the sneers.
Nothing ever done too right,
Always ready for a fight.
Talking in a monotone,
Left at home all alone.

I finally see through;
New life with you.

I knew your pain as you gave mine,
A blacked soul, love a brine.
I wept, realised all my fears,
You held me tight, caused all my tears.
Felt your heart untrue, I pined,
My broken past left me blind.

I finally see through;
Life: illusion with you.


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#Poetry: How Many Times? #MPBooks

A short but dark poem inspired by the daily prompt.

Flower on soil
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I had a bit of a bad day yesterday (depressive thoughts and feelings) and turned to writing as an outlet.  The result is this dark poem.  The good news is that it lifted my mood to post this, as if the writing of my dark thoughts leave me when I write.  I hope it is well received despite the darkness of it.

How Many Times?

How many times did I, let you inside?
Spent life afraid, wanting to hide.
Why did I let you, say those things to me?
Blinded by love, expecting you to see.
How could you take, control of my life?
Forgot who I was, more than just a wife.
Why didn’t I see, that I could simply leave?
Made me think no-one, would want to ever grieve.
How many times did I, let you get inside?
Too late to count now, I’ve already died.

Poem inspired by the daily prompt word Total (as in ‘total number of times…’)


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#MondayMotivation #Poetry: Worth The Change #MPBooks

Change is necessary and worth it in the end. Here’s a poem to inspire and motivate change in all of us.

Leaf with heart
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A little bit of inspirational poetry for you today.  Remember that change is never easy but worth it in the end.  I speak from experience.  As someone who suffers from OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder) change is one of the hardest things I have to deal with as I am prone to liking things to stay reguar/the same.  But change is a necessary part of life and as someone who’s been through a lot of change both internally and externally I know that it is very important to go through the change.  No matter how hard it is, you will become a better person and you when you’ve been through the change and it is usually worth it.  Have a great Monday everyone! ❤

Worth The Change

Fearing future, fearing change,
Don’t listen to the lies.
No matter how you see yourself,
Remember to be wise.

It doesn’t take a lot to start,
To make a change inside.
No matter how scared you are,
Remember not to hide.

Even if the change is small,
And others do not see.
Remember who you do this for,
Remember there’s a ‘me’.

For when you do what it takes,
Become the best of you.
Things in life begin to change,
Become a different hue.

Change is never easy but,
No point in staying same.
Living life, hating self,
Feeling you’re to blame.

Better to start today,
Make it your new goal.
When you win, triumph felt,
It’s worth it for your soul.


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#MondayMotivation #Poetry: Remember Yourself #MPBooks

An important message to help motivate you this Monday, and every day of the year.

A love myself note
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Loving yourself is very important.  While those with depression and self esteem problems may find this difficult – believe me I’ve been there and understand that dark place only too well! – it is important to remember that we have to learn to love ourselves.  If you can’t love, then begin to like yourself first.  It’s a long process but with time and maybe help and support we can all get there.  Hope you enjoy the poem ❤ ❤

Remember Yourself

Remember kindness, remember joy,
Remember to love yourself,
For when you feel true care inside,
There is no better wealth.

Remember happiness, remember glee,
Remember to always leave,
Love inside your heart for you,
A love no-one can theive.

Remember the feeling, remember the day,
Remind yourself when you feel,
Only when you care for you,
Will you be able to heal.

Remember when you follow the truth,
To love others and love you,
You radiate peace.  Radiate life.
Future no longer blue.


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#Poetry: The Fall #MPBooks

A dark and disturbing poem inspired by the daily prompt.

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This is some dark poetry I wrote yesterday when I saw the Daily Post’s prompt word of the day was descend.   Warning, some people may find the following content distressing.   If some of my dark poetry is too dark for you, then you’re welcome to check out my new Poetry page for a list of all my poems both Light and Dark.

The Fall

I descend into, I don’t know where,
A world filled with, only despair,
Where time has now forever ceased,
Seconds, minutes hours are feast.

I descend into, I don’t know where,
A place so dark I do not dare,
To open my eyes, see the sight,
Ceaseless night, endless blight.

I descend into, I don’t know where,
A place of rot, my skin I tear,
Cut and scrape, cause eyes to weep,
All to see if still red does seep.

I descend into, I don’t know where,
Time is paused, I sit and stare,
Contemplate, a life now past,
Detest the choices that were cast.

I descend into, I don’t know where,
A world enveloped with warfare,
Thoughts, beliefs conflict in mind,
Future unclear, reality blind.

I descend into, I don’t know where,
A place from which I do not care,
My only wish, I could go back,
To fix where life began to crack.


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