Prompts needed.

Need a challenge from you wonderful people out there..throw me a prompt line to work around, gone a bit rustic I must say. 😁😂

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I tried my best.

All these years I thought that I had done a darned good thing,

Striving to be on top of it all, even though we had nothing,

Of trying to be the best daughter, wife and mum.

Only to learn that all I caused was heartache tears and glum.

Coz as a kid being abused made me extra insecure and emotional,

Overly Protective of my own kids which at that time I thought rational.

Trying to keep them near to me and on their doings a motherly eye,

Years later to find out that, they felt imprisoned and their childhood a terrible lie.

Knowing that I am the cause of so much bottled up hate,

Even of a child who stammers and becoz of me can’t even find a date.

No family, friend or anyone did I ever had to speak.

I grew up to be Scared, scarred afraid and really meek.

Holding on to my children back then seemed like I was protecting them from the world.

Only to learn now that I was smothering them and making them hard and cold.

I guess working from home to be with my kids and mother wasn’t the wisest thing to do.

Working round the clock even when I was the sole earning member too.

Most times shit hit the fan with my husband and my mother,

Their constant exchange of heated words to rile one another.

Like a volcano I would errupt and shout till my nerves did show.

Was the screams of the child in me, just wanting to let it all go.

Little did I know I passed the same feeling down to my own precious kids.

The feeling of frustration, pain all with their bottled up lids.

As it was easily said that if over my emotions I would have had some control,

Would have changed the past somehow and not let the wasted years take its toll.

All my life I’ve had no regrets right up untill this week,

Maybe I should have just died back then when that monster made me meek.

It would have saved my kids and me a lot of bother,

If only they had gotten a more perfect and better mother.

Too late now to change everything that’s foregone

I have to live out the rest of my life just wishing I wasn’t born.

I hope someday my kids think of me with feelings of love and care.

All the simple good and fun times, I tried my best to share.

My heart is so heavy now, so burdened do I feel.

It’s going to take my entire lifetime, with all this to deal.

I hope someday my children know how very much I love them,

I have been living my dreams and seeing life through each of them.

My heart wants nothing of earth’s wealth and measures,

It will always carry my children who are my biggest treasures.

Great to be back.

Wow!! It’s been a long time. Feels great to be back. I really missed my wordpress family. Been through an emotion rollercoaster. Hopefully it can all be turned into beautiful words. Looking forward to your comments and constructive criticism. Stay blessed and have a great day. Back with a bang.👌👍🙌😋💞

My first ebook of poems.

Please do check it out at Amazon/kindle, as this is my first book of poems out. Show some love people. 

The friendly hand behind the trigger.

I’m sure many of us have been through times where this has happened. We are betrayed by someone we once trusted and believed in, and that we thought trusted and believed in us. Then we find out later that this person WE would have literally taken a bullet for, is the one standing behind the trigger. Betrayal by anyone we once cared about is one of the most heartbreaking things to recover from. It becomes even harder, when that person goes on to do all they can to slander you and try to paint a picture of you that couldn’t be farther from the truth of who you are. First and foremost, you have to accept the fact that you can’t control the lies other people will tell about you, and the more you try to, the more frustrated you will become. Remember that the only thing you do control is how you react to their lies. Don’t ever stoop to their level. As long as you know God knows you, then you don’t need to worry about anyone else’s opinion of you because God is the only one with a perfect knowledge of who you are and what you’ve done…everyone else is just guessing on hearsay. God is the only one equipped to pass righteous judgement on you and thank heavens for that! One great lesson that we can learn from the unfair treatment we receive from others, and that is: Never allow yourself to judge someone else by the negative opinion of others! Recognize how horrible it made YOU feel when someone judged you unfairly or when believed the  slander about you. When you hear someone spreading lies or sharing mean gossip about someone else, stop yourself from taking their word for it. Always remember that you shouldn’t believe the unkind things you hear about someone are true just because someone with venom toward them said they are.

“What’s that?… You heard a bunch of stories about me? From someone who hates me….Go figure.”
Never look down on someone, only God sits that high.

Quote #37

I may appear normal

My feelings hardly show

It takes tremendous effort

To put on an outward glow

It took me years of practice

To build a wall around my heart

Never more insecure or vulnerable

The new me, a brand new start.

Prompt Challenge #2

This is for the parent,

Slogging night and day,

This is for the children,

Demanding and going astray.

This is for the  home,

Broken faster than its built,

This is for the relationship,

Cheating, lust and guilt.

This is for the plastic,

Carelessly thrown by the sea,
This is for the environment,

Cutting down every tree.

This is for the animals,

Adopted just because..

This is for the politicians,

Never following their own laws.

This is for the poor,

Unrelenting is their life,

This is for the rich,

Wealth and not much strife,

This is for the orphaned,

A home and love they want,

This is for the spoiled kid,

Having it all yet they rant.

This is for the country, 

Nothing but a pack of lies,

This is for Mother Earth,

Polluted slowly she dies.

Prompt by Christopher Bland (This is for mother Earth…..)

©️Shaz xoxo

Prompt challenge #1

As he lay there, in a cold dark place, unable to move, unable to wrap his head around what was happening to him, unaware about his whereabouts. Amidst the deathly silence, suddenly he wasn’t alone anymore. He could feel eyes on him even though his eyes were closed. There was a loud noise and a flurry of movement surrounding him. There was a beeping sound far away, the warmth of the scanner sending the chills through his body as it passed over his hand. Oh! Wait, it wasn’t a scanner, but some kind of machine, his head was too fuzzy and numb to make sense of anything. His skin screaming through each and every pore, goosebumps all over, even the hair at the nape of his neck was straining upward with the tension from within. His whole body tingling with anticipation. All his senses honing on the flurry of movement around him. At that moment, he realised that the whizzing, beeping, whispering and the buzz of activity was for him. People trying to bring him back to reality from a frozen, dark, cold world. So, instead of going towards the warm light, like a moth to a flame, he opened his eyes to sighs of victory and the shrill screams of loved ones in pure ecstatic joy. He felt alive and thankful with renewed strength for this new life. A second chance, not to change what was, but to BE the change in what will be. A brand new chapter.

Prompt by @The stories in Between.

(The warmth of the scanner sending the chills through his body as it passed over his hand.)

©️Shaz xoxo

Need prompts please.

Just wanted to put it out there, to all my fellow bloggers to comment with one sentence for a prompt. My train of thought has left the station and I really need a nudge. Maybe anyone who feels like using a prompt and taking up the challenge with me would be fun thing to do.

Which One word describes your writing style?

I think this is a fun way to get to know all the fellow bloggers on our list. Which ONE word describes your writing style.

Mine is 💞IMPROMPTU💞

Shaz xoxo