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Written by Maiara for the New Year wish


I waited so long for a fish like you to come along

I felt I finally found my place right beside you and completely safe

So I tried and I dreamed but our relationship was not what it seemed

I was not the one you wished to catch

A fish too strange to be your match

You will never know what you missed, now that this weird lonely fish to give up decided

So now the fish is free and shyly peeking behind the reef

“Good grief how can this be? There are so many fish in this vast and wonderful sea”

Everything had changed from the past she remembered 

So behind the reef she stayed and she dreamed

“Oh great”

She smiled as at the distance two fishes acquainted

“NO!!!! It is a fish and a shark”

“Now it is only a shark”

With the fervent shivers of horror the little fish started a prayer

“Dear angels of fish, please grant me this wish

I ain’t but simple by the standards of glamour, my fins are fine but lacking the color

Inside, you see, in a world of my own

I am fun and colorful and fairly easy to get along

Please protect me from sharks and traps of the sea so I don’t have to be any other than me”

“Please angels of fish, this is really a simple wish

Let me start anew and gracefully swim to the places I never knew

Then send the fish of my dreams to me

And let him guide me gently out from this vast and wonderful but confusing sea”


For all of you I wish happy new year and may your dreams come true


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Picture taken by KKMaiaraM

Hi Everyone,

Thank You for visiting Maiara Musings, and I hope that you had a great week. This week I was stuck in a traffic and the weather was very gray and rainy so while sitting on that long lineup of cars I took my notebook on my lap and this poem came to me. This business of divorce has been very hard on me and it seems that all the lessons I learn have to be hard way. I am hoping that they are not going to be too costly at the end. Also, a positive, or at least I thought it was positive u until I met with my lawyer, update to my life is that I did finally find housing for me and the kids. Now I am really worried that I might not get money on time to pay for the rent, since my ex is really fighting with everything. Well, I am just fighting panic with action and optimistic view of my future, at least I know for sure that at the end I will be divorced regardless and that nobody is going to hurt me emotionally anymore. I hope you will enjoy my poem.

PS: I have still not been able to figure out how could I format my poems the way I wish them, somehow I just don’t know how but I am working on it, maybe one day I will figure it out better.

Sincerely, Maiara

Rush Hour – Poem       Written by KKMaiaraM

Local radio news streaming into my brain……To the mind as foggy as the air….Dark thoughts falling…                               Like the rain from the sky

Endless lines of cars….Every street so jammed…. But nothing compared…..To the raising panic inside

Time is running…..I have no housing…..Two kids to feed…..Their needs to meet

I am softly crying…..Lots of thinking…..Lots of honking…..Everyone is rushing

I feel so alone on my way home…..Raindrops are a wonder of life…..So beautiful so plentiful…..                 I realize I  am not forlorn

Tunnel is part of my journey…..I am claustrophobic so dark and noisy…..It just reminds me of my housing…..And the reasons I am divorcing

Finally the traffic is moving…..But I am not moving for I have no housing…..And that, let me tell you…..     Is highly depressing

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Time - we all have it.....Picture taken by Maiara

Hi Everyone,

It is Sunday already, how does the time fly? I have to say that I am not a poet, nor do I have any intentions to become one for my love for writing lies in essays, and the dream of writing would be that of many, to write a book one day. Writing something like a novel seems very far-fetched for me because I simply have no extra time at all and probably I have no skills for it either, although who knows, life works mysterious ways. However, sometimes this feeling of writing a poem descends over me and I have no choice but to write it down. In this particular case I was having my early morning tea before work on the local coffee shop when I just had to write poem about time. I realized how paradoxical is it that I claim not having time whereas some other very distinguished and highly achieved individuals seem to have all the time in the world to create wonderful works. Yet, as it stands still as this morning; we all have exactly the same amount of time on our disposal.

The need to redefine time in my life as it used to be became very important after two things that happened in my life: First, after hours of secretly looking information about abuse I came upon the book that opened up my eyes. I realized that I am indeed all right and that it is my husband (at that time, since I am separated now) is a Narcissist and that I have been in emotionally abusive relationship for over two decades without knowing it. All I ever knew was that my mental and physical health kept deteriorating year after year no matter how hard I tried. And as a result the second occurrence happened to me that truly changed my view of the world. I actually got sick, I ran from one specialist to another and they kept finding more and more things off in my body, however the defining moment was that of my thyroid surgeon telling me that I have cancer. At that moment the time stood still and I saw the world in different eyes. For your information everything turned out good, since the cancer did not spread and after two surgeries I am completely cancer free, although there is still the lung surgeon keeping track of the thing on my lungs, but after several cat scans and some time passing my doctor has assured me that likelihood of it turning to lung cancer are getting less and less as time passes. This is a background for this poem and I hope that  if nothing else this will give you something to think about for the coming week.

Yours Truly, Maiara

TIME – a Poem, written by KKMaiaraM


Past, Current, Future



Regrets, Anxieties, Plans



I wish, Tomorrow, For Sure



Rainy, Cloudy, Sunny



Wasn’t right, Isn’t right, Won’t be right


Gone is my childhood

Gone is my innocence

Gone is my past

Gone is my marriage


It passed

Illness, Misfortune, Disaster


Is Still

Hope, Love, Dream


It changed


I have It


Now I know


I will use it




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Hi Everyone,

Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers of the world. There is no greater challenge than that to get your children ready for life and to guide them so that they can grow up happy and balanced. There is no mother perfect, yet we are perfect for our children for they have unconditional love towards us and hearts so big and forgiving that no matter how bad of a situation we end up the children, our strength, will help us to get off the bed in the mornings. I wrote this poem to my mother, I love her so very much. There is nothing much else for me to say, for each one of us have a very unique connection to our mothers and there are no two relationships the same but the one factor, that of the umbilical cord. We all were truly connected from the very beginning the same way and only after that one physical connection was cut, did we start developing our very own relationship to our mothers. Today is the day to celebrate our mothers and their importance in our lives and to contemplate on wonder of children, their huge heart and wisdom in loving.



ImagePicture taken by KKMaiaraM

MOTHER- a Poem

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Why do I even bother

You are so perfect

There are no words to make you alive

On paper clearly describe



How is it possible

You are so calm

Even in the middle of a storm

Safely guiding me home



Where does it come from

You are so happy

Laughing and joking thru the dark days

Making me smile always



When is the right time

You always know

Even if you are hungry or cold or tired

To wrap your arms around



Why is it easy to clean

You know how

Sweeping thru the house like a wind

Creating peace of mind



How old are you

You are always ageless

Elegant and sophisticated in looks

Finding me behind the books



Where did you learn

You are a gourmet chef

Filling the house with wonders of food

Us in a jolly good mood


When is it my turn

I am not much of anything

Please help me to become more like you

Because I love you too 

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