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Ode to Emptiness

26 Dec
Ode to Emptiness
 
There was a test that I endured ‘bout 15 years ago
I learned, moved on and worked hard for the life that I now know
I haven’t given it much thought but every now and then
I see another person with same challenge to their zen
 
I’d like to think if I could pass that test then so could they
I try to have faith that they know tomorrow’s a new day
But more and more this term pops up and a voice deep within
Says, “Share your story, share your scars, tell them where you have been”
 
As much as I don’t feel the need to stroll down memory lane
My conscience tells me there are some who could learn from my pain
And so I’ll tell you of a person I knew long ago
Someone I thought was a loved one but in fact was a foe
 
It’s only in these recent years that I’ve began to learn
About a certain term that causes empaths great concern
It’s “Narcissist” and in two words, it means “Empty Inside”
Except for all the bad traits such as jealousy and pride
 
Although I’d like to think that each of us is quite unique
Narcissists are almost clones with minuscule mystique
I’ve read a couple books and watched some ‘gurus’ on the net
And all the commonalities of which they spoke was met
 
With utter, gobsmacked shock at how identical they are
Narcissists all have the same agenda which will scar
They’re empty so they seek out those who are filled with great passion
While their partner thinks it’s true love, they think it’s simply fashion
 
Status is what concerns them, what other people think
And that is why their moods can shift as quickly as a wink
There’s no conscience, no voice inside that whispers, “Loyalty”
There is no heart that says, “Let’s walk their path with empathy”
 
Agenda is how they attempt to fill their empty void
And they don’t care who it leaves scarred, distraught, sad or destroyed
They’re disconnected creatures who use others as supply
And they can move shockingly quick when their victim runs dry
 
I see so many loving folks struggle with how they feel
I see so many genuine kind souls with this ordeal
I see them question themselves since it can’t be their ex mate
Take it from a survivor: your lost love’s filled with hate
 
And bitterness, hostility, disgust, distrust and scorn
And they sought out what they don’t have, something with which you’re born
They lack a soul and so they think proximity will help
While “gaslighting” their partner into a mistreated whelp
 
They’re very clever at it which is why so many want
To get back with tormentor who they think is confidant
I’ll give the same advice as all the gurus give as well:
Walk on, stay away, shut up and steer clear of that hell
 
‘Cause that is all that waits for you if you try to make peace
Narcissists don’t gain unless another does decrease
You’ll never hear a “Sorry” from them said, but if you do
Listen carefully, look close, and you’ll *feel* it’s not true
 
Of my own journey I can say that when we spoke years later
The ‘narc’ that I once knew was still a jealous, petty hater
Competitive and still concerned with prestige and esteem
Bragging and obsessed with all things trendy and mainstream
 
Sad, I thought, and more we spoke, the more it felt like old
Though years change most, for narcissists three decades won’t remold
They’re stuck the way they are, empty and always seeking source
Sucking partners dry and then filing for a divorce
 
Moving on the same day with no heart mending required
Genuine connections? No dear, that’s not how they’re wired
Some will have a child which they’ll use as their supply
Siphoning the joy from all the apples of their eye
 
Move on and use your time to find someone who’s more like you
As hard as it may be to trust, here is what I went through:
I chose to let it go and I got busy with my life
I met a girl, I fell in love, and soon made her my wife
 
We’ve shared a special love for 15 years and every day
I’ve kissed her, hugged her, said, “I love you” and she’s the same way
Every day, my dears, has felt like heaven here on Earth
And maybe that’s because with narcissists, there is no mirth
 
Maybe it’s because with narcissists, you live in hell
Constantly harassed with doubt and insults as they yell
I do assure you that it’s not normal for one who claims
To love you to bombard you with such hate as they spew flames
 
Be honest with yourself and show *yourself* love you deserve
Break the chains, burn the bridge and sever that raw nerve
Don’t dwell on what they did or said, there’s more where that came from
To be around such parasites will only leave you numb
 
Have the faith that you will find someone after your heart
And have the brains to circumvent those who tear you apart
Learn about the beast known as “the narcissist” and then
You’ll recognize their games and will not fall for them again
 
                                   ~Miro
 
For more information on narcissism awareness, I highly recommend visiting Quinn Holliday’s Youtube Channel at
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Vengeance is Mine

29 Dec

“Living well is the best revenge.”
~George Herbert

Vengeance is Mine

There was a time in my life when some people that I loved
Exhibited no empathy and yelled and screamed and shoved
There was a time when co-workers that I liked and admired
Through their selfishness left me without a job and fired
There was a time when family had power over me
To influence and control what they wanted me to be
All these people hurt me deeply and one day I swore
To gain revenge on all of them, the “liar” and the “whore”
The “back-stabber,” the “coward” and the “self-absorbed small brat”
I swore revenge on all of them and tried to do combat
But vengeance can be only gained when enemy’s not there
Revenge is only achieved when your foe is not aware
Only when you turn your back and walk away from those
Who choose themselves instead of you, only when you dispose
Only when you cut them out and severe all your ties
Only when you turn a deaf ear towards all their lies
And focus solely on what you can extract from yourself
Pushing your own limits to fulfill wisdom and health
Only when you sever all connections from outside
No longer allowing others to cajole and chide
No longer allowing others to control your day
And placing greatest importance on your own words you say
Only then can one admit that they are “living well”
Because they don’t obsess, lament, torment themselves and dwell
On gaining vengeance on all those who just aren’t worth the time
Revenge is gained from trying harder, the run, the crawl, the climb
From conquering each challenge with intensity and grace
To not hide from discomfort but to seek it out and chase
Vengeance is now mine and it was found along the Way
That Warriors travel, the path that says “There’s no bad day”
The path that says “There is no hurt, there is no angst, no pain”
“There’s not a single hater who can penetrate my brain”
That, my friends, is living well and vengeance is now mine
And funny thing is even if they never know, that’s fine
All that matters is *I* know and that’s enough for me
And I could not care less if those selfish cowards don’t see

                                                        ~Miro

No Limits

9 Dec

No Limits

A Warrior is not a fool who’s defined by all those
Who think traditionally and do believe that hair and clothes
And age and nationality, religion, height and weight
Define a person, to a Warrior each of these traits
Is nothing more than a limit and stops from further growth
Empathy and understanding? Limits hinder both
“This is what I am!” is ignorance, here’s what I hear:
“I am Christian so Islam and Buddha’s what I fear!”
“I’m American, so I can’t see your Chinese view!”
“I am white so things black people say cannot be true!”
“I am tall and have no clue what it’s like to be short!”
“I’m an introvert so why do you need to cavort?”
All these labels are not earned, they’re simply chance and luck
And that is why the tag of “Warrior” for me has stuck
I’m not a Warrior because of my mom and dad’s worth
I’m not a Warrior because of where she did give birth
I’m not a Warrior because of fashion or my style
I AM A WARRIOR because I sacrificed a while
Because I let it go, because I moved on with the mission
Because I turned my back on rituals and superstition
Because I stopped allowing limits to be placed upon
Myself, because I proved the normals wrong with grace and brawn
So if I’m asked, “What’s your background?” or “Which God do you praise?”
My response usually confuses and leaves look of glaze:
“I am human, no borders define or limit me
Nor with any name for Creator do I agree
I will not be limited by silly, simple rules
Invented by big halfwits and followed by bigger fools
My age, my looks, my country, my blood type, it doesn’t matter
What does is how when I engage adversity I shatter
Anything that challenges without whines or complaints
I EARNED my label by fighting, by breaking my constraints
And now I am not limited by what is in the past
THAT is why when normals quit, the Warrior does last

~Miro

Do The Work

3 Dec

Do The Work

A common response people have to many of my writes:
“If only we could be that strong and ascend to those heights”
Wishing will not get you there and waiting won’t help you
A Warrior once told me how, I’ll pass it on to you:
“Do the work,” he simply said and then sat silently
From his quiet tone I could tell that he could foresee
That most people he told this to would never do the work
They want the giant muscles but don’t do the clean and jerk
They want the toned athletic shape but do not want to sweat
They want to live a stress free life but continue to fret
They want the wisdom to live lives of substance, meaning, hope
But when the writings of wise men appear, they just say, “Nope”
“I’m not much for reading” or “I’m too busy right now”
“I’ve got a lot of things going,” “My schedule won’t allow”
If you do not make the time it will never be there
If you do not make the time it shows how much you care
That Warrior that spoke to me had encountered so many
That all wanted to be like him but very few, if any
Did the work to learn and grow, to master their own mind
They saw the price that must be paid and most of them declined
And now I know why he did speak so quietly that day
Why there was no vigor in the words that he did say
‘Cause most people just love the thought of being wise and strong
But do not like the hard truth that the training is lifelong
“Do the work” I say to all who think “I wish I could”
‘Cause wishing, craving, and waiting won’t do you any good

                                               ~Miro

Take It Back

22 Nov

Take It Back

We’re given a life that is free from all strife
When our mothers gives birth but it soon loses worth
Over years from decisions of not chasing visions
Of abandoning goals and allowing our souls
To grow too complacent, focus too much on rent
And material things which just emptiness brings
And then one day we see that we’re no longer free
Our lives have been taken by those who have shaken
The truth from our hearts and imposed shallow parts
Saying money and praise is for what we should craze
This Warrior comes to bang on battle drums
And to give battle cry: “Take it back ‘fore you die!”
“Take your life back from them! All their concepts condemn!
All their fierce competition and their golden ambition!
All their status and bragging leaves your compassion lagging
All their feeding of pride only serves to misguide
Shut out all the noise and regain your true poise
It is time to wage war on the concept of “more”
On the things they’ve told us: that we should cause a fuss
Whenever we can’t achieve what will enchant
Come full circle to the truth that you once knew
Before they all took your true joy with their hook
Let go selfishness and all of the stress
Take your life back and live for your true purpose: to give”

                                               ~Miro

Indomitable

16 Nov

Indomitable

We are Warriors and we are indomitable
Because we’ve unlearned what we’ve learned, because we pulled the wool
Away from our eyes and we took responsibility
For every single thing that frustrates, upsets and hurts we
Nothing and no one can influence just how we feel
Because we always embrace each uncomfortable ordeal
We do not run, we do not hide, we engage and withstand
We let each jab and hook and uppercut that life throws land
And we have learned that each punch does not have near enough power
To keep us down for the 10 count, so now we never cower
When normals wish it would just go away, we simply smile
And in that painful, awkward hell, we walk the extra mile
Indomitable are we, unconquerable and unsubdued
Simply because we changed how our struggles were all viewed:
As opportunities to forge the blade within the fire
To not simply survive, but to radiate and inspire
We chose to be indomitable, no man or deity
Saw fit to grant us with this grand invincibility
“Indomitable” was our choice and at great sacrifice
For this unstoppable frame of mind we paid a heavy price
No fear, no anger and no jealousy, no dread or doubt
Just Warrior-sized faith in ourselves that we will be stout
That we will get up every time, that we’ll bend but not break
That though things may destroy us and leave us with pain and ache
We are still indomitable, we’ll get up every time
We’ll run, we’ll walk, we’ll crawl, we’ll scrape, we’ll scratch, we’ll limp and climb
We’ll never stop our momentum, we’ll move forward each day
Indomitable! Indomitable! So don’t get in our way 🙂

                                              ~Miro

Surprise Surprise

3 Oct

Surprise Surprise

A look of shock, surprise or awe, a hanging, open, startled jaw
A pair of eyes that bug out wide, an exclamation that is cried
“Oh my God!” or “Holy shit!” a momentary lapse of wit
None of these reactions are what warriors have when bizarre
Or shocking events do take place, the warrior maintains their grace
A crash, a scream, and others panic, but 1-in-100’s not manic
One will not jump, gasp or snap their head around and loudly yap
The Warrior’s always alert so nothing can their grace divert
No sudden awful, shocking deal will make them lose control and squeal
No accident or tragedy will make them scream like a banshee
A warrior is well aware of how things are and won’t despair
For any horrifying crime ’cause they know it’s not the first time
And it won’t be the last as well, and so they do not choose to dwell
The others jump and gasp and shout but Warriors are always stout
Always ready, always fast to deal with what makes most aghast
Surprises have little effect ’cause they’re what warriors expect

                                                        ~Miro