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Ode to Emptiness

16 Jun
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

Passion vs Prick

12 Jun

Passion vs Prick

There was a guy who liked to bark
And shout at everyone
When it came to being rude
He wouldn’t be outdone

“That’s just his way,” folks would defend
“He’s just so passionate”
So treating everyone like dirt
Was something they’d permit

But passion doesn’t come from where
Impatience and hate lays
Disrespect and egotism
Aren’t traits it displays

Just because one’s passionate
Does not give an excuse
To ridicule a helping hand
And let the insults loose

So one day this passionate guy
Who always was so crass
Got too passionate and made
Himself look like an ass

He flailed his arms around and screamed
And threw a hissy fit
Until even his biggest fan
Had to fully admit

“That guy’s a prick! How could we be
So blind to all his antics?
We’ve pandered to his attitude
With well-meaning semantics

But now we see it doesn’t matter
How much he does care
It doesn’t matter if he’s got
Talent that is so rare

He’s just a prick, and that does not
Give him the right to be
Snide and brash and cynical
And scream like a banshee!”

And so this passionate prick’s crew
Began to dissipate
And he was left to be alone
With passion and with hate

His creative despondency
His pessimistic skill
His talent, vision, and genius
But no help to fulfill

‘Cause no one wants to work with pricks
Who only disrespect
Passion only goes so far
If ego isn’t checked

                          ~Miro

Busy

9 May

Busy

Sorry, I don’t have the time
To talk to you today
I’m too busy with my life
To hear what you’ve to say

I’ve got this thing to do right now
And it can’t wait a sec
But maybe if things do ease up
Can I get a raincheck?

Not sure when that will be though
This thing is so high stakes
I’m so invested and full-blast
I can’t put on the brakes

I wish I could put it on hold
And ask what’s new with you
But you have to understand
My spare moments are few

I’ve barely got the time to eat
Or make a change of clothes
Or watch the playoff game tonight
Or other favourite shows

Sorry, I wish I could help
There’s so much going on
I’m so tied up in my affairs
I’m just a bit withdrawn

With what is going on around
The world outside of me
Hopefully I’ll have time to
Open my eyes and see

That the greatest purpose in
Life is to serve others
Maybe once things calm a bit
I’ll have time for my brothers

I’ll tell you what, this thing I’ve got
Could hold on just a bit
It’s not the end of the world if
We take the time to sit

And now that I think twice about
This other thing I’ve got
It won’t take as much time as I
Thought that it would allot

And since there’s times I’m really bored
And have nothing to do
I’d feel like such a hypocrite
To have no time for you

When I stop and ponder how
The word “busy” is used
I realize I’m just asking
Myself to be excused

For only having time for me
And my selfish affairs
It’s not a word that’s ever used
By anyone who cares

So strike what I said earlier
I’m not busy at all
My stuff can wait ‘till later on
I’ve got time for your call

It’s funny how despite how busy
Every day would seem
I didn’t realize that time’s
Passing was not extreme

There’s always moments to step back
From our busy day’s work
Service is the one job that
We shouldn’t ever shirk

                              ~Miro

Semantics

23 Mar

Semantics

How many times have you tried
To get across a thought
Only to have semantics
Make it all for naught?

An idea about this or that
With heart in the right place
Only to have someone come
And your whole point debase?

Because they focused on one word
And chose to interpret
The meaning so that it would not
From their POV fit

I’m talking about simple words
Like love or hate or wealth
Ego, pride, humility
Forgiveness, joy and health

Semantics study meaning of
A solitary word
It focuses on just one piece
While whole idea’s unheard

It doesn’t make much sense to me
To zone in on one term
To argue over something whose
Definition’s firm

To lose the point one’s trying to make
To not capture the gist
To not let go and infer so
The idea isn’t missed

When semantics rear their head
This phrase I do anoint:
“What word would you like me to
Employ to make my point?

Since your definition of
The word that I have used
Is different from my own and
Has left you all confused

Tell me what word I should say
So we can move along
So I can get my point across
And you don’t get me wrong”

Usually that’s met with quite
A look of sheer confusion
Followed by a look that shows
They’ve come to one conclusion

That nitpicking on just one word
Distracts from something bigger
And my concession to oblige
Their ego pulls a trigger

That semantics are something
That don’t serve any good
An exercise in ego which
Distracts from thoughts that could

Enlighten or inspire or
Improve a state of mind
All because one can’t infer
How one word is defined

                           ~Miro

Seek

25 Feb

Seek

Sorry but the old saying isn’t
“Sit and ye shall find”
It takes the movement detailed in
The aforementioned grind

You won’t find what you’re looking for
Unless you choose to seek
If all you do is sit at home
You’ve got the wrong technique

‘Cause no one found a single thing
By sitting on a couch
Complaining about everything
And being just a grouch

Seeking is what brings about
The changes in  your life
Don’t be scared that it will cause you
Suffering and strife

The truth is that there really isn’t
Much to fear out there
Scared of what people will think?
The truth is they don’t care

So why should you then care about
Whatever they may say?
Let them give their two cents worth
And then be on their way

Afraid that someone will say no
To something you request?
Ask again and once again
It works, I will attest

Send a letter every week
Like Andy in Shawshawk
Show them your tenacity
And take it to the bank

That no one can deny someone
Who tries their very best
Perseverance is the key
To closing every quest

Use each opportunity
To make another one
Everything’s connected to
The place you have begun

Now get up and out the door
And seek the thing you need
“Seek and ye shall find” it says
So seek and you’ll succeed

                                          ~Miro

Friend

24 Feb

Friend

A friend is a person
Who’s different than most
Truth is there’s few
Of their number to boast

A friend is someone
Who doesn’t just say
“How are you doing?”
Then goes on their way

A friend is an ally
Who sets time aside
To simply be there
For you to confide

A friend listens closely
When you have to tell
Doesn’t point fingers
Just wishes you well

A friend makes an effort
To not drift apart
To maintain the bond
There was in the start

A friend writes you back
When you reach out first
And reaches to you
When roles are reversed

A friend is proud of you
When praise is bestowed
Never once thinking
To them something’s owed

A friend is not jealous
When something goes right
And gives benefit
Of doubt in a fight

A friend will come out
Not just in fair weather
They’ll join in the storm
To ride out together

A friend will support
When they’d rather decline
Defends in a fight
With heart, fists and spine

A friend is the one
Who’ll tell you the truth
Even when it
Is extremely uncouth

A friend will pop in
For no reason at all
No barbecue needed
No party or ball

They just want to say
That you’re a true friend
So be one to them
Let your friendship extend

                                 ~Miro

Patience

23 Feb

Patience

Patience isn’t something that
You can flip off and on
It can’t be gained with intellect
And can’t be forced with brawn

You can’t use complex formulas
In order to be calm
Logic doesn’t help that much
When folks aren’t in your palm

And muscle won’t change someone’s mind
When they refuse to hear
Instead of building up patience
You’re just instilling fear

So then the question begs to ask
“Just how does one keep cool?
How can I be more patient
Instead of act the fool?”

The answer comes in knowing that
Nothing is instantly
The cost is not with brains or brawn
But time that is the fee

I know that you will likely say,
“I haven’t got the time!”
Because you’re busy focused on
Your own successful climb

But that’s exactly where you’re wrong
So maybe it will aid
To think about it in this way
Of what your time is made

Time’s too big a concept for
People to comprehend
So break it down in smaller parts
To moments that append

You may not have the time to deal
With some kind of distress
But you can spare a moment to
Clean up a person’s mess

No one has the time to put up
With a person’s slip
But give a moment and you’ll see
Your patience start to grip

It may be hard to wait for someone
To get back to you
But give one moment and one more
The more that you accrue

Is directly related
To patience you amass
Benching moments just like weights
And building up your class

So next time someone does you wrong
Or tries to pass the buck
Don’t let yourself get all upset
And start to run amok

Take a moment from your stock
Of time you have to use
‘Cause that’s the price that patience costs
So have you paid your dues?

                                     ~Miro