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You were my mother until I was forty-one.I was fortunate and lucky to be your son.December has arrived and Christmas is near.Life would be better if you were still here.You were the best woman that I've ever known.
Mom why do you treat me different?
I’m so confused,
I’m the one that helps you
Not to say I’m self entitled to your love but rather genuinely confused
I am rizz, I am sigma
My home is in 0hi0, and i'm not kidding ya
This is not a poem its just a random thing by a kid!!
“Why are you upset?
Why are you so angry?”
You never treat me fairly
Or kindly for that matter
Oh great I’m fu***** crying
Your death came as a surprise, it certainly wasn't foretold.If you hadn't died, today you would've turned 76 years old.I learned that you were terminal shortly before you died.
covered with deep scars deep enough to be
known she found herself strained
holding herself up on the stump she gave up
asking herself is she a cover of book
daunting in her thoughts
she found herself lost
To the part in her heart veiling fears
then faking the fears with tears
she didn't know the principles of trading
so the imbalance trading prolonged
the society's brave norms,making her weak
When all you did was please
For acceptance and ease
And the moment you stop
Because it’s not what you want
In her eyes, you’re not good enough
today my friend braided my hair
she quickly put my hair into two beautiful french braids.
“my mom taught me and i need practice”
practice
today my friend braided my hair
she quickly put my hair into two beautiful french braids.
“my mom taught me and i need practice”
practice
IMPERFECT
I MAY NOT BE HOT AS FIRE
I MAY NOT BE COOL AS ICE
I MAY NOT BE PRETTY AS SAPPHIRE
I MAY NOT BE WITTY AND WISE
IMPERFECT
I MAY NOT BE HOT AS FIRE
I MAY NOT BE COOL AS ICE
I MAY NOT BE PRETTY AS SAPPHIRE
I MAY NOT BE WITTY AND WISE
NOT GONNA LIE
IF I AM TOLD TO SUFFER SUCH PAIN
THROUGHOUT MY LIFE
I’D RATHER CHOOSE TO DIE
Today is Mother's Day of 2024.But you died and you can't celebrate Mother's Day anymore.You were a wonderful mother and I'm your youngest son.You died eleven years ago in 2013 when I was forty-one.
Today is Mother's Day of 2024.But you died and you can't celebrate Mother's Day anymore.You were a wonderful mother and I'm your youngest son.You died eleven years ago in 2013 when I was forty-one.
Wednesday was your least favorite day and you died on a Wednesday.After living for sixty-four years, you became sick and you passed away.The eleventh anniversary of your death is on your least favorite day of the week.
It is the black eyes with your sweet smile that pierces my heart.
That bold accent that takes me to the clouds and leaves me to the ground.
I have never found my taste and crown in any woman.
Words are like broken glass and sometimes like cotton candy.
If you keep silent, it will stick to your mouth, if you talk,
it will hurt your mouth. I have traces of words that end before they even begin.
Words are like broken glass and sometimes like cotton candy.
If you keep silent, it will stick to your mouth, if you talk,
it will hurt your mouth. I have traces of words that end before they even begin.
They say
“when something is too good to be true, it usually is”
How sad, that i use this in regards to you.
there’s a lot that is very hard to put on paper
indescribable if you will
I looked up at kites but never did set out to fly one myself
It was a day that I was bound to dread.I woke up in the hospital and found you dead.I told the nurse that I thought you had died and she examined you.She found no pulse and she confirmed what I believed to be true.
Never had one,
don't know what it's like,
except for the kind of love where i feel alright,
this woman Deidre is like my mom,
No protection
No defence
Just crippiling words
And no sympathy for my thoughts
All the 'playful shaming'
Holds true in my mind
The words to put me down
Work every time
The fear of dying, a shadow that creeps,
A constant companion, in our hearts it sleeps.
It lurks within us, from birth till end,
A reminder of our mortality, an unwelcome friend.
It has been an entire decade since we last spent Christmas together.Less than three months later, you died and you were gone forever.The last Christmas that we spent togeter is something I hold dear.
Love is a powerful thing
Like two sparrows in a hurricane
Love is like a bond between A mother and a daugter
Your face
in my mind
hurts like splinters,
and my heart is infected
on the inside.
Your voice cracking
into me
like a whip,
a cat o’ nine tails,
The veil is torn
The blinds have fallen,
diplaying your beauty
that is never stolen
You mount up on wings
Moving mightly on the wind
That takes you in
Making you wilder
Nine years ago today, you ceased to be a member of the human race.You died from an abdominal aneurysm and you went to a better place.You're in Heaven and life up there is a nonstop party every day.
My family,
It's falling apart,
Just like dominos.
When my brother makes my mom upset,
She gets mad at me.
And when I get mad,
I get mad at my sister.
My whole family,
When just a child the poet's mom said "Son,Throughout your life beware the sin of pride.Remember this when every day is done,What counts the most is who you are inside.".
hurtful words you repeat
those haunting phrases cut so deep
yet you wonder why i never speak
you make me feel so isolated
as if space for me was not created
My family means the world to me.
It's somewhat like a big huge tree.
Our love grows roots further than the eye can see.
What my family feels like to me.
Familie is a capability.
Which we all don’t understand.
Families are people.
Who worries about you.
No matter the case.
They are forever loyal.
I woke today and started thinking about all the other girls you use to entertain you. And how you still talk to them because you "went through something together" immediately my heart starts pounding and I can't catch my breath.
All the months you kept me in the womb of youMemories of those will never fade in youMonths after I came to youAll the love is here for you
AMMA, You are the best!
Dear Mommy,
It's the third Mother's Day without you
I miss your beautiful smile, and your laugh
I could count 1000 things I miss about you
and it wouldn't count for half
holding hands, touching lips, keeping no secrets
or so She thought
there was another that kept His heart warm
another one that could
When a person dies so young, I have to ask why.I still miss you as each day passes by.When my brother told me how sick you were, he told me face to face.He didn't want to tell me over the telephone so he came to my place.
As the morning light breaks
over the palms,
Trickling through the open windows
Tickling my soft smile,
As the aroma of toast and butter
wash through the room.
All is quiet, only the morning birds
Tongues of flame
still burned
upon her weathered skull
like Octobers
first gentle snow
on demoded
I was born 4/20/1969 I made my mother moan as I slide right out of her meat pocket. She was the first women I would ever make moan. I lived a simple life besides my massive fucking peen.
When i was stumbling
in the dark,confused
and crying out for help,
this friendly fello seemed amused;
And while i fought like anything
to keep the candle lit
he cheerfully reviewed
Bonsoir Steph,
Comment vont tes joies et les à côtés
de tes affections.
Je sais que tu ne parles pas trop sur le net,
Mais tu me manques,
Je te ressens plus,
Tout semble si loin,
Bonsoir Steph,
Comment vont tes joies et les à côtés
de tes affections.
Je sais que tu ne parles pas trop sur le net,
Mais tu me manques,
Je te ressens plus,
Tout semble si loin,
I found a flower on the ground today. It was purple- an artist would go as far as to call it lilacand I thought it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
Saint Agnes is what my mom should be called.When she died, I was both saddened and appalled.I admire women homemakers more than women who work because Mom was a homemaker.
Mommy do you love me?
Mommy will you kiss me?
Mommy are you really mine?
Why do you give me food?
My sweet child I will always love you
Yes I will kiss you
Eye have seen things that
No-one else has seen.
Eye have felt things that
No-one else has felt.
Eye have seen great sadness in
The way the world works.
Eye have felt the pain of one
Mom.
The most important person in my life.
Always doing her best even when she is burnt out.
Trying her best to earn enough to live.
While also teaching her kids.
Working multiple full time jobs,
Memories
of sunshiny days
are fleeting
They pass
in a blur of ecstatic haste
and they leave behind
the bitter taste of longing
The touch
once remembered
From time to time Inside this heart of mine
I stare into the mirror To see clear
For the very first time In the depths of my obscure mind
I want to go back in time
when I used to be free from cares
and Mother would hold me close.
I remember when we came
to that brand new world, America,
that sang of hope and freedom.
Don't mourn for me
I am not
Don't grieve for me
I am not
I am but a wilted flower
Your smile plagues my heart
But i am still here
Thank you!
For being the moon in my dark nights,
A good afternoon in the bad days,
The best mom as always...
The rest can't fit in this page,
You don't get tired with age.
None won't be as real as you,
Left, right, under, and pull
We tighten our knots woven with steel fibers
Around our bosoms
As to defy the wayward cyclopes from intruding
And to protect our childing innards
"One last story daddy,
then I will sleep"
"Ok my little fairy,
Let this tale settle in deep.
She is an angel in disguise,
who is with you from your first cry,
regardless of your age,
You taught me to fly without the wings
You made me grow with all the springs
You created a little world just for me
When I was scared to let the world see
You cradled all my cries
I love you.I love you like you love the alcoholYou pour down your throat.The sore throat that spits sour wordsFrom your poision tongue.I love you like you love putting your hands on me
I told you infact I am gay,
You didn't get it so let me reiterate,
I like women that like women not men that like women!
That means I'm bi
Or at least in your eyes
Again, An another sleepless night passed,Again,A chain reaction of thoughts occurred,Yet Again,YOU crossed,Again, I forced,Again,I missed,Again,Yet Again,Constant I feel, Room of emptinessThis pain, This rage,This sorrow, This bitterness Wonderin
There is a girl and there a boy and there me i wouldn't compare you to me
i wouldn't lie to you to hurt you and i'm sorry if i ever did I've never felt this way so please don't
My beautiful boy
His heart is honest and beautiful as he is,
The perfect figure of a gentle man
And when he smile, it tells the story of a mother who found love and was willing to give back that love,
The dark eyed mom is here again.
I hope she’s not here to stay.
There will be no meals or good-time feels
And no, This mom don’t play.
Kindness is all around us
In the smile of a stranger
In the tinkle of a baby's laughter
In the chirp of a nightingale
Its not safe out there.
For you or me.
Its not safe out there. In the streets.
People feeding their addiction. Others beg to be something..
That they are not.
My fire comesfrom mother's joywho waddles and standson bending knee, breaking backfor the joy of me.I am inspired. My fire sparksfrom your heart and mine
I am from were momma and daddy say schools not for people like us
I am from were if you talk proper you " Talk white" never liked that cliché
I am from were sometimes I was forced to fight for what's mine
Seeing my mother struggle,
as a child, there was a lot I had to juggle.
I saw her work day and night,
so many restless nights.
I am Saudade; one who came and blew out the fire,
I inspire through the loss and desire,
I cannot be explained but am understood,
I have taken one from motherhood,
I am death but I am life,
She rises with the morning,
She lights all that she sees,
Her warming rays embrace me,
Reminding me of my worth.
She never stops her shining,
She dries all of my tears,
To all that you've given me, all that you've done, I turn back and say "you've always been my number one."
Inspiration.
The connotation?
A strong figure,
That in the back of your mind, always lingers.
It’s your rock.
Whether they know or not.
“The Willow”
Christopher Joseph
When rain cascaded, and the earth wore a veil of its tears,
You were there to shield me, oh Willow.
Set the table, wash the dishes,
Pour the water, say the prayer.
You bury every worry because you know it’s not yours to bare.
Keep a quarter in your pocket, sure to make us smile
“Work, work, work. Work to achieve what I didn’t.
You can be great. Work, work, work”.
All of my life my mom has told me to work.
Don’t settle like she did.
Hey mom, its just me, its Mr.B, the runt of the litter of 3, yeah its your family!
WE THINK THEREFORE, WE ARE XE I'M BECAUSE OF YOU! WITHOUT YOU I AM NOTHING WITHIN YOU I AM ALL THINGS WITHIN THE WORLD WE ARE ALL!
You were there when I was down and out
When no one wanted me
I was on my knees ready to shout
At only age three
It took many years
But you finally saved me
And dried up all my tears
My eyes are of waiver
They click and tock onto
the views that are given--
calloused hands twiddling a sauce covered spoon
make my vision spell a new line
on paper.
She’s trust worthy
she never fails to make me happy
she’s not afraid of being unique
and everything about her is chic
i love her with all my heart
and to me she’s just like art
What an amazing woman!
Yes , my mother!
A hard worker to have as a model .
What an amazing giver!
Yes, my mother!
The teacher of giving.
What an amazing soul!
Yes, I get to call her my mother!
She inspires me
in the way she walks
how gracious her voice is as she talks
the magic she carries and shares wherever she goes
She inspires me
in the way she walks
how gracious her voice is as she talks
the magic she carries and shares wherever she goes
Sometimes perserverance is hard.
When you look at the cards,
that you've been dealt.
But then I look to you,
and I melt.
Everything I've ever dreamt,
rolled into one.
From blacking out on tipsy nights,
To never feeling quite alright.
It took some time to actually realize,
What's been happening before my eyes.
Why am I sleeping in every night?
The water crashes over my body
and my ears are invigorated with its sensation:
It's cold in here.
I close my eyes.
I see colors and hues
Dripping.
Down.
Down.
Down.
Love inspires me to Adore,
Pain gave me a reason to work for more.
Love inspires me to be Active,
Pain gave me a reason to break from being held captive.
Love motivates me to do right by others,
Eyes that's seen the offerings of the world
Legs with potential to jump
Feet that could walk to hidden treasures
Yet settled in a garden under sun
Mother,
You gave me life,
You gave me love,
You gave me confidence,
Mother,
You pulled away from me,
Mother,
You left me for something else,
You disappeared for years,
I held you tight
Tried not to cry
Please don't leave my sight
Don't say goodbye
"Be brave" you said
I said "I'll try"
But you might end up dead
Don't say goodbye
Breakfast Is Waiting
The hot butter bubbles on the pan
And the eggs slide around ontop of the oil
He always said breakfast everyday would lengthen your life span
Breakfast Is Waiting
The hot butter bubbles on the pan
And the eggs slide around ontop of the oil
He always said breakfast everyday would lengthen your life span
Breakfast Is Waiting
The hot butter bubbles on the pan
And the eggs slide around ontop of the oil
He always said breakfast everyday would lengthen your life span
from the moment I was born your heart was smiling into my life
your arms wrapping around me in love
arms that guided, protected, and led with beauty and grace
From the moment I laid eyes on you my heart stopped for what felt like a lifetime
From the moment I held you I knew I loved you
From the moment you first smiled my heart skipped a beat
I remember when I made you
I was scared to tell your grandma,
I didn't know what she'd do.
The whole thing was bitter sweet,
sometimes I wish I could go back and be as happy as I could be.
If I could do one thing in my life
That my heart desires to ask
What truth lies
What made him do that task
Even though he knew that we would get to know the truth somehow
Which would make him look low
I walked down the aisle
Wearing a pretty smile
I woke up in the morning
And found a wish by my side
Everything seemed so easy in the clearing
I was so happy and smiled
" You're too young to have a baby, you will never finish school,
Social life? Thats in the past.
Breastfeeding will consume and destroy you,
Your relationship will never last.
Hero
When you hear hero what do you think?
You probably think clearing a building in a single bound;
Think faster than a speeding bullet
Think defeating the bad guys.
But you know whats more heroic?
The sun is shining and the sky is blue
My phone rings beside me, I'm delighted it's you
Being far away from home I feel so lost
But knowing you'll always be there, makes up for the cost
the Blood from my Mother
is Thick like Syrup;
Bones don't Crack in this household
i carry the maternal weight
of Generations
i feel their adamant Will in my Gut;
sit up Straight they say
I don’t need to put up with it.
Yet I do.
She doesn’t deserve to make me feel like nothing 100% of the time.
Yet she does.
She doesn’t deserve me.
When I think of you, I think of me.
I wish that you could finally see
The way things can now, for us, be.
troops surrounded the palace
corpses of soldiers strewn all about the place
carrying the only heir in her womb
Hemangini travelled through a journey
where the sight of future is unknown
When I would go to the store as a child I would always grab something off the shelf and my mom would have the same conversation every time. The same patience in her eyes. The same faded smile.
You you shop for you self
I’m bleeding out
You look away
And say another day
You get a paper cut
And we move in a rush
I can’t go in.
The smell of medicine that isn’t working,
Desperately masked by overwhelming sanitizer that stings my nose as I inhale.
No sunlight makes its way through the windows.
I miss you
I miss the way you hugged me
I miss your soft voice
I am missing you more and more each day
It has been two years with you
I miss talking to you and just laughing
Papers stuffed neatly into their respective folders,
Textbook clenched tightly against my side,
I turn to face the dawn.
My mother stands against the light.
Close vibration,
sounds felt up and down my body.
Just sounds -
no meaning.
But these words
soften my tightness,
calm hush
calm soft
calm warm.
I'll always love you.
Those days when we were children
Sometimes I reminisce
About if we could repeat them
And all the naps I’ve missed
The pillow fights the cookie mouse
And running in the breeze
You do not need a second job
My mother used to say
But ma I’ve got this mouth to feed
And bills I’ve got to pay.
Isn’t one enough for you
To land you on your feet?
A time out chair
A chill in the air
A disappointed mamma bear--
I remember wanting to make it right
So I'd put a flower in her sight--
Love language that would win the fight.
Flowers proved useful then
I used to get so mad at you
It was easy to be sad and blame it on you
How could I even talk to anyone? No one understood
But I guess it was always a long shot that any one could.
Alcohol to some seemed to cool
Me? growing up? Absolutely not, the idea was something I never thought would happen.
I enjoyed riding in the backseat of the car, closing my eyes and waking up at the grocery store or the car store.
She hugged her
asking how was your day
and then glared at me
and with pity
asked the same.
I'd sit there and wonder
what a hug felt like
when it came form a mother
My body was a book
my body was a book that my mother read to me every night
my body is a book that I didn’t want to read
because who wants to read a book about a girl who is
3’11
disabled
growing up in this fast pace world
I thought at twenty I was a big girl
paying for things
living alone
but there was somthing missing
I still was not grown
Between the life of a child and an adult
Kneeling to God my knee hurt,
praying with caution and aiming higher,
So many lovers but love is lost.
Time is nothing but an essencesBut moment make a lifetime Lying there, nothing but darkness surrounds I have been ripped to pieces, and continue to not make a sound, Mother, I whisper through the bathroom doorAware of the substances that coat her
Mothers all around us, everywhere we go.
Feeding us, teaching us and watching as we grow.
Beautiful young mothers, who never grow old,
Who keep a smile of sunshine and a heart as pure as gold.
Kids, one of the most amazing things created.
Very important, very adorable.
Always a kid?
By heart, yes; by age, no.
Kids learn, in fact, we all learn.
Kids or not, we learn everyday.
Sometimes my words
Go in one ear and out the other.
But that’s ok
Cause by heart and soul we are tethered.
It’s my job to be mad
When F’S litter your report card,
I know you can do better.
11 is an age to play with barbies, for a girl, To make friends and go to school,
The lady of the first sun,
Hesitates to let her first world down
That’s all she relies on
All her life she had dreamed of raising this world
Her people look up to her,
While she cares and provides her heat
How many more poems?
How many more tombs?
How many more thoughts?
How many more wombs?
Let me hold your finger I say
Hold me close to your breast
Words cannot describe the love you portray
Despite my disorderly unrest
I won't be a baby forever
You're acting quite strange.
however I don't know what's to blame.
can you please stop scaring the kids.
and stop putting so much stress on your eyelids.
shes not trying to humiliate you .
Im sorry I grew up mom
I’m sorry I’m not your little girl anymore..But no matter how many times you try to deny that it’s me and I need to change Frankly you have no say in this matter....
Lying in bed wondering what I could have changed
The outcome of the day when you took your last breath and God called your name.
I wanted you to stay and didn't understand why it had to end
I no longer need my mom’s help
Phone bill and food all paid off by myself
Ordering at least three pairs of shoes
My mom now doesn’t have a single clue
I looked up to you
You were my world
I wanted to make you happy
When I found out your weren't
I didn't want to be happy
I wanted to be sad
I tried to feel bad
I tried to make you feel glad
I've created an empty nest,
Maybe it was for the best.
Life is now open, like a window without a screen.
Relax mother, it's time to rest.
I've created an empty nest,
Maybe it was for the best.
Life is now open, like a window without a screen.
Relax mother, it's time to rest.
“I am so frustrated!” the pure hurt ranged through my ears.
“I am so tired of having to get stuff done all by myself.” She wept.
This was my first time seeing her break down.
She was so strong and always upheld her crown.
I sleep comfortably at my home,
while you stand alert at the border all night.
I weep in the comfort my loved ones,
while you long for hearing the voice of your family.
I complain of hot and cold whether ,
I open the window
So I don’t suffocate
But the air doesn’t reach my lungs
As I try to count my breaths
Monday I came in to see you
Her reign in the heart
Her face with a smirk
I do not have to say anything
Before she gets everything
She nurse me
She tutor me
That was all enough
But watched cartoon with me
“In the eyes of a mother
I see you as my daughter.
I see you as a gift sent from the heavens.
I see you as a woman who will grow to be strong and independent.”
“In the eyes of a father
The hand I first grabbed within the firstfew moments of my life,The hand I first held into within my firstfew stepsthe hand I held when crossing the street,the hand I held when I was afraid,
“Just Grow Up,”...
Three little words,
I’ve never heard from my parents.
“Just Grow Up,”
three little words,
I had to tell myself.
It was spring
The flowers were bathing in the optimistic light of the sun
I observed from a distance
Fearing my thoughts would wilt them
You were the first to teach me what love was
And for that I am grateful because
You taught me
And he taught me as well
The both of you were there to pick me up when I fell
That was then…
It struck me with the fury
of one thousand lightning bolts.
Although the cool ocean invited me,
instead I chose to hit the concrete.
I felt the light of my being go out.
Keep holding on and never let go,
“Welcome home,” I whisper
She cooes lightly, waving her fists in the air.
Time slows, encasing us in our own little world.
The Sun shines
The Rain comes to an End
The baby scream
Welcome to this world little child
Mommy Loves you
She get put into the arms of another
Never to see her mommy again
Taken away
How to express yourself to yourself
Living life fake and wishing to be better
A mind were there is no control makes you think of the dark creeping inside
I remember your brave face through all the pain
The day you told me, I tried to remain sane.
After that news I cracked
I felt like a car hit with sudden impact
Somehow you had such strong will
Today I looked into the mirror my reflection couldn't be clearer
I saw the girl from the past teary eyed and oh so sad
messy hair like I just don't care dark circles hoping for a miracle
Home is where you feel a bossom in your heart
Where the heart is fond
Home is a special place in a friend's heart
Or in your loved one's sweet embrace
Home is that special book that uplifts you
The Christmas of 2012 was the last Christmas that you celebrated on Earth.You were a kind and loving mother for 41 and a half years after my birth.When March the 6th arrived, you wouldn't have a tomorrow.
Who is this woman?
She looks like my mom
She sounds like my mom
She smells like my mom
But she doesn't act like my mom
She is mean and cold and harsh
My mom is nice and kind and loving
My family has been stuck
stuck in a vicious cycle of negative thinking,
and they chose to label it a curse.
See, my sisters and I come from strong women with
weak hearts.
The birds are chirping the sky is blue, the wind is blowing but who are you?
The world will never know. Because you where never given the chance,
they never looked at you,
Oh, how you've helped me so much.
So, I thank you a bunch.
For keeping me stable
Since you realized I am able.
Able to change the world and touch the hearts of others.
Look at me with curiosity, why am I here, in such area?
Look at me in disgust, why is my skin so dark unlike everyone else?
Look at me in lust, as if my race is for pleasure.
you call out my name
Honey Honey
but that's not my name
You say Honey when you need something
You say honey to trick me
You say it to make me your's
When I'm low you kick me
Mom
You gave me life, nourished my body to grow strong
Over the years, by your side is where I belong
Watching what you do and your moves
When i was bad you told me you disapproved
The first thing I saw was you,
When I entered this world kicking and screaming.
I held my father's finger, and heard his voice,
As the doctors helped me to take my first shuddering breaths,
Thank you for everything you give
without you I wouldn’t know how to live
When I see you I smile
you make life worthwhile.
I love you with all my heart
Time draws nearer for me to move two hours away from you.
Your sweet voice and character shines in the mist of my darkness.
Your work ethic influences me not to give up.
And as excited as I may seem,
She gave me the curve of my hips
And the straight if my back
I walk with a sass
And diamonds in my eyes
A head held high
A heart filled with love
A sweet soul
Beautiful, Graceful, Strong
You're there when I'm engulfed in depression
You're there when my insecurities poke
You're there when my guilt is my obsession
You're there when my fears begin to provoke
It’s not easy having a 9 to 5,
Not easy taking crap from people ,
Whose value isn’t any less greater than your own.
It’s not easy reading three computer screens,
My mother's love is unconditional, something like an overflowing cup of water
that is pure in taste and transparent in sight.
Something as beautiful as the full moon that sparkles on the ocean's currents
at night.
When I suffer, she is there,
She is the tree that carries the fruits that we as people fail to bear.
Truth be told, her inner beauty is beyond compare,
and a personality that is ever so rare,
Blonde hair, beachside, best smile, bright mind
Strong will, steady life
Something I couldn’t see when you were by my side
Please just a little more time to catch your wise
I’d love to rest my head on my mother's shoulder but,
She wouldn’t understand and tell me instead, be strong.
Welcome, welcome, to the land of the free.
I know it was not easy.
You left your home for me,
Hoping everyone would agree.
Goodbye, goodbye, to everything you knew,
and with that, you flew
Found on these steps you lie,
Tucking me good night
Before you left.
Heart
Stopped. Eyes wide.
Love was found
In your
Soul,
And you taught me to keep it there,
Most people do not know how much WE look alike.
Our simple personalities
connecting
through the rough times.
eighteen years of seeing YOUrself in
Thank you for what you have done
It has been loads of fun
Thank you for showing me to live my life free
Day by fading day
She slowly swallows me whole
An inescapable space of wasted moments
An epidemic of goodbyes
People pass by me seemingly stripped
Scarred by former seconds
~ I love you,
And I miss you everyday~
The unconditional love of a mother is probably the easiest to write a poem.
Since we've spoken, you and I,
about how hard you think you need to try
Then perhaps you should look at how far you've come
instead of all the things you haven't yet done
We should talk, you and I,
Thank you.
Dear Love, I thank you.
Without you, I would not be where I am today.
Without you, none of us would have found our place.
You are the Master of the Universe,
Looks nice on the outside
An amazing treat but it has something to hide
Freedom from the young age
A world that is fun for 6th grade
After, it tests your knowledge and strength
Love is a song, the most tender kind.
A gentle stroke of give and take.
A feeling of confusion, an adrenaline rush coursing through your veins.
I am scared, you hold my hand.
I have anxiety, you soothe my fears.
I feel overwhelmed, you offer me solutions.
I am sad, you make me laugh.
I need to talk, you always listen.
My first sounds were your heartbeat and your voice.
My first face was yours.
My first taste of the outside world
Was through you.
Without you, there wouldn't be a me.
You impacted me
Thank you Mom for tucking me in at night.
You always made sure that everything was going to be alright.
I never said how much I appreciated your hugs so tight.
You made my dreams seem not too far out of sight.
What all has my mother done for me?
She's read to me, cooked for me
Made all my favorite food
And even when she was stressed from work, to me she was never rude
Today you are 50 years-old
Symbolic of the precious gold
A daughter, a sister, a mother a wife
Today is a day to reflect upon your life
Some days you want to cry, some days you live in fear
You taught me about me about life and everything it holds
Through the dark windy nights and days so cold
You brushed my hair and wiped my nose
While singing a song about my little toes
The one I can go to when I’m upset.
The one I take my anger out on when
someone else upsets me.
The one I can go to when I’m upset.
The one I take my anger out on when
someone else upsets me.
Be careful my brothers and sisters how you see your opposite sex, they
appear like Angel's, and sometimes end up being the devil himself.
"Be Careful"
Gravitating backwards she declines,
Liquifying to earths compressions,
Ruined but intertwined,
Cannot bypass innocent transgression.
Paved away from those dementions,
Couldn't shake her desolation,
Jennifer Brown
10/9/18
Grow
From a little seed i grow
you let the water flow.
I'm not sure why you picked a seed like me
Mom of three, busier than a bee
All the gratitude in the world will not be enough
For how many hours and days you were unfree
Some days were much too tough
A cloud of sadness,That covers my happiness.It does not let me see the sun's rays,It does not let me breathe,Eyes following me all the time,Songs behind my backWhich are not directed towards me
My inspiration in life
Others could never compare
The love and compassion she has
Heart full of an abundance amount of care
Every part of her oozes with tenderness
MAybe I am made of glass
And perhaps I am too reflective
And perhaps each time I shatter across the floor in shards of failure I bring us more bad luck
Grazie*, Gracias*, Spasiba*, Merci* and Thank You
There a ton of ways to express one’s gratitude.
There will never be enough words to say dank u*,
A woman scorned
Roseline Ameyaw
Rejected in love she waits
Screaming at the top of her lungs
Her tears flow down her rosy cheeks
Superheros have capes
Power of immortals
Strength of the ribs,
Protecting a torso
Humans have hands
Used like rubber
Hard and misused
But secures like a lover
Thats why I love her
Quick questionCan a women be a man?Is transgender so new to us all?Its just a new word for someone to take the fall.My mom was my dad when he was not around
The good comes after the bad
the wrong after the right
the calm after the storm
the tears after a fight
"Promise me you'll stay~
longer than a night"
And if you can not stay
mother you are for life
continously by my side
never failing
with endless love even when mistakes are made
constantly present
in my mind and heart
thank you for the lessons and strength
Without you there is no me.
The way you two make my heart glisten like a rushing stream.
You watched me grow,
Always putting up with me when I yelled "No!"
Thank you, o' so much.
For you have taught me so many things.
You have taught me to read, drive, ride a bike.
But there are things deeper than that.
I hear you. I see you. You are love.
when others say “you’re not from here”. You are love.
powerful lioness, protegiendo su leonsita. You are love.
gracias, Mil gracias. You are love.
Who loves me most
Why I am myself
Who believes I can conquer the world
My mother
My confidence
My mother
My love
Thank you Mom for the sacrafices you've made
and your unconditional love.
Thank you Mom for telling me what was right
and what was wrong.
Thank you Mom for the life you have given me.
You always keep watch, never lead me astray
Your hands hold and guide me, they light up my way.
You've shown me what love, really looks like
It's a constant daily battle, never giving up the fight.
Breathe, breathe
One, two, three
I am a happy daughter
Who loves her mother
Not a hint of loathing to be found
Exhale, exhale
I mustn't tell lies
Enjoy the way the breeze feels nice
It wasn’t until I was ten
that I noticed frown lines stretching
from my mother’s hairy chin
to the corners of thin lips.
Hair a mass of frizz,
When I was 3 years old
You didn’t tell me to stop running my fingers along the brick fences.
Each just a graze along the borders of fancy houses, houses bigger than ours,
Oh Mom, beautiful and strong,
you helped us through horrible times,
when everything was wrong.
We thought you had given up sometimes,
but you never did and you stood by our side.
To the one who showed me compassion while he worked endless nights
You gave me air to breathe and a heart to beat
continuously
Life was never easy
With a daughter like me
I used to smile everyday
Now, I just feel defeat
I was scared and alone
Something was wrong with me
I didn't feel like I should stay in this world
Trapped in an asylum of comfort and love
I’ll never truly know what I’m capable of
Sorry Mom, I leave you behind
But you have a piece of my heart worth
A collection of lifetimes.
I came out of the womb
A mere spark
Ready to learn everything life has to offer
Not sure where to begin
Or how to go about it
But I thank God for my mother
She fueled my fire
Through all her pain and tremendous struggles she leads her children to be the warriors we were born to be
Through the time I lived in a poor area she led me to follow my education and stay on the right path
Shaving used to be just a razor before glass before safety pins before my nails before
I still think there was a before but my mind has been cut and tried to fit bewteen the
She wakes up in the early morning,
ready to face the day.
She takes up the mantle of momma bird,
something she does everyday.
My momma is flash
She backstop me and trash
Obstacles, and smash
Stuff in my way.
Always behind me
She find me,
I up or I down.
With ugly homework
Her encouragement
To believe the impossible is possible makes me unstoppable to stop at all obstacles that only scream fall when I intend to vault. No need for a halt. That's what momma always told me.
We are born in this world
to people who want nothing more than for you to succeed
They see a purpose within you
They are the ones that fill your needs.
As I've grown into the young woman that I am
Wide awake yet deep asleepInside my mother it had waitedInside my mother, just skin deepNothing it wants but just hatred
You gave me roots
Struggled against the odds
Keeping me safe
Saving me from abuse
Fighting the law to keep me safe
Having to be my mother and father
Working day and night to keep me clothed and fed
My mother has always been there
No matter the situation she'll care.
She's been my role model
Since I drank from a bottle
And we'll always be a pair.
You brought me into this world
Instilled your hope, genes, and dreams into my soul
Mom,
Through these 20 years
I've had many fears
You've wiped away so many tears
My heart is full
Oh mom
you tell me how
to dream like the kid you were
and how our lives happen the way they do
for a reason you don't know.
But since your mom passed,
who is the one to tell you
No Comment
Running down blocks
Chasing through streets
Pulling off covers
Ripping up sheets
I went to look for my boy last night
You saw him play, step high, make strides
A flawless and impeccable woman who strives for nothing but the best.
Who has a determination and never settles for anything less.
Many people know how important you were to me.If you hadn't died, today you would've turned seventy.You were a kind woman who loved to give.I would've done anything if you could've lived.
The Definition of perfection,
And yet I get to call you my own,
You're just so filled with affection,
I think I might explode!
I call you my Mother,
A word meaning so much more,
Strive for science yet live for art
Mother teach me through practical and passionate experience
Help me allow them to bend and morph with my soul
You guide my choices and I follow through
It's Saturday
I wake up
Mom knows
Breakfast shows up at 8
It's Saturday
Dad's gone
Off to work
Won't be back till late
Next morning
On a trip
Do you see it?
Its Moving
With you its not going anywhere
No soul can take it away
Its permanently a visual of you
Your Face Is a sight to see
Because you look like just like me
The flower bud in my lobby
I plucked, coming in cold and numb.
Plum stolen from the vase,
And twisted against my thumb.
Elevator doors closed,
Quickly now,
Sign away the money you didn't earn.
Designate it's destination before you receive it.
It won't be enough.
And it won't bring her back.
live in the moment and have some fun
you're blind, you're naive, you never listen
get crazy and wild; worry when you're done
mind's empty, heart's dull, but your soul glistens
I kept walking, didn’t stop
until I saw the dull sun drop
then I ran through the plains
I where I sobbed out in the rain
panicked paranoia in the dark
She loves me most when I’m
Not too close.
How bizarre
How I was once innermost
Far,
Below
Her navel- a scar,
Behold!
Behold a place that’s home to those
whose found themselves quite comfortable
losing hope within their own
self…
on a time when i was dumb
on a time when i was different
2016 summe5
i found out who i was
when they endorsed pride month
i stole something
"Please stay with me, daddy!"
"Please don’t leave me!"
You were walking so fast.
Too fast for my little feet to keep up.
Dear,
My mother’s ex-boyfriend of two years,
My biological father left when I was six
And ever since then, I've been looking for someone to fix
I remember her hands gripping to the wheel,
An ice covered windshield,
The snow outside as thick as steel,
She was afraid, but could not yield.
Maybe it was the cold,
Mother
Of all the people in the world
You know me the most
Since the times when I was in your stomach curled
To when I made my first french toast
To when I danced and twired
Mother
When mom talks with me, all that I can hear
Is the sweetness of her voice, and how she sounds sincere.
I’m glad for the special friendship that we are lucky to share
She won’t wake upShe won’t wake up She won’t wake up
She lays there in a carcass of pasty white skin With sunken closed eyes and a dark mind from within
I watched my Mom fill out an application.
I looked at the line that asks about past professions.
I thought to myself, that space is too small
Because my mom was the best of them all
maybe this is the apocalypse
today is april 19th the day after aliens
were supposed to take us
seems kind of unfair of them to make promises
then not keep them
My hair is too frizzy,
A red tangled mess.
My eyebrows aren’t arched,
Blonde makes it look less.
My pants don’t quite fit,
The muffin top pokes over.
I look down at the scale,
This is for the girls who believe the number on the scale, determines whether they are beautiful or not.
This is for the men who don’t fit in the role of “tough man,” that media portrays them to be.
The universe created you, made you my maker. You followed the breadcrumbs to the creation. Abandoned seed of failure, a beautiful risk to admire, appetite to reach the universal emotion, wasted years of blooming to rescue the putrefaction.
I'm thankful for you, Momma,
You light up my life,
I love you like Obama,
through struggle and strife,
Hey Momma, you rock.
You are my rock.
My socks: you rock them.
Hey Momma, oh Mommy Momma
For the time has come,
I am to leave the nest that once
was created by Mother Bird.
Ready to take on the world
And unaware of what is to come.
im gay im really gay im trully lully gayyyyyyyyyyy
Fortnite is the PubG lover of the centuery
You will love me unconditional
Pure, without complication
You will understand my tears
And calms all my fears
You love me right from the stars
And hold me close to your heart
You try to ruin my life
Waiting in the darkest night,
to spoil my positive mind
to steal my stands
to stop my steppings
but know!
I am the unique mouse
wise to make a choice
Suffered. Hurt. Buried. How many more violent words can she take? How many more bruises do you think that she has?
He vowed to love her on their wedding day, but he had put up a facade.
Dear Mom,
I love and miss you,
Your hugs, our talks, your sweet smile,
College is so far.
Love,
Kallie
Thank you, Mom
For the mayonnaise
Plastered on me
Like a filter to hide
My blood
Thank you, Mom
For the twang
Looking at the stars
Thinking about the place I go every day,
The place I call home
But it doesn’t feel that way.
Home feels like bad dream
(There’s no need to start with dear
When Mami is the same thing to me.)
I read a poem in Literature one day
That made me tense, a deer ready to run
Dear Mom,
You always said to fight for what you believe in
Fight like the Sun fights the Moon
Though the Moon may shed dim light upon the night-enveloped Earth
Dear Mom,
I love you.
I love your strength,
your kindness,
your compassion.
Thank you for taking care of me when I'm sick,
I often struggle with words, which for me either come out wrong or don’t come out at all. In fear of the first happening, it's usually the second. Here’s the result:
What I Never Got to Say
Dear Mom, I once wished for a motherwith lighter skin. I once wished for a mother who looked identical to me. I once wished fora different mother. I wished things I wish I didn’t mean. I thought your mother had to be identical figures. But that is
Having me in your adolescence,
I understand this was no easy feat:
Growing up early, throwing your childhood away,
I can’t commend you enough.
And you’re still on your feet.
I saw you struggle, day by day
Dear mom,
its been hard hasn't it?
dealing with all the problems in your head
not being able to tell me anything because you don't
want me to worry.
Dear Mother,
Love and hate are cut from the same cloth.
You provide for me the key,
to unlock the Pandora box of your feelings.
Youre the inspiration
Youre the innovation
From you could appear a nation
Your heart is out heart
Your love eclipses our love
Your soul holds our soul
My love,
You are turning 11-years-old this year.
My heart drops to my stomach when I think about that.
Dear Mommy,
I don’t know if you remember but, I remember a simpler time when it was just me and you...
alone in the car with only our thoughts and radio. To be specific, the quiet storm.
To my mother
I imagine that before my mother was a woman, she must have been a girl.
It's an odd thing, this imagining.
My mother was once an unfinished human,
Dear mom,
goodbye was never said
When i woke from my bed
And you were already gone.
I sat and cried
And tried and tried
Oh, dear Sis,
I’m so sorry!
I really thought,
I really thought he just did it to me…
or that it was just a bad dream like Mommy said.
...and I asked about the screams,
Momma what did you do,
Pills and milk won't fix me or you.
The drugs they course through your veins,
All you know is how to cause pain.
Sell your own to get what you want,
Sell others to get what you flaunt.
Dear mom,
Love is something that cannot be stopped
Or stalled as you so want me to do.
It’s almost as if you are pained
Dear Mama,
Everything was fine until you left
I became vunerable to the world
My heart became a victim of theft
Once protected, it lay curl'd
Days went dark
As the pain took a mark
Dear Mom,
I refer to myself as a miracle child
My mere existence wasn't mild
My moms pain was severe I almost ended her life
I'm sorry mom I caused you such strife
Dear Mom,
Through all my obnoxious quirksYou deal with me.
College visits, time and time again
To the one who has taken care of me my entire life
I want to thank you
To the one who stuck by my side
I want to thank you
To the one who worked so hard to make sure we always had a roof over our heads
MOTHER
By: Demily Ruelas
Mother, is the one that is with you from the very start.
Mother, the one who kisses your boo boos when you have gotten hurt.
Perhaps, I’m hidden.Trying not to show up.Somehow, like Renoir’s painting of the hidden girl.It reflects my shadows.It also reflects the sorrowWithin my heart. My heart is burning And I can see the and senseThe fire.
Dear Mom...
I don’t even know where to start with you these days. How are you? It feels weird to say that.
Do you wonder how I’m doing, too?
I’m 25 now,
A woman. Last time you saw me I was a girl.
A Mother’s Love
` Mom you had me at the age of fifteen.
Now you’re thirty five and I am nineteen
Even though you were young and gave birth
1/30/18
Dear mom,
I couldn’t understand why…
Why were you so uptight with me.
Why were you not patient with me.
Why were you never home with me.
Dear Mom,
I know I stopped talking.
I know it hurt you.
but what I DID say,
it was all true.
I know I hurt you,
but one thing's for sure.
What you did,
it hurt me more.
Together every morning they make the bed
Laying the warm heather grey duvet on top
Smiling together like they were newlywed
Dear Mother,
I'm sorry I am not the perfect one
The girl who you wished I could be
Unfortunately, I am just me
But I would like to take the time to thank you
For everything that you have done
By: Cassidy Little
This goes out to the most encouraging idol,
Who I am most proud to call my mother.
From in the womb to taking my first steps,
Dear Mother,
Why do you allow yourself such dolor?
Say its for our sake but there must be more,
Since every day I see your face drain in color.
Dear Mommy,
I wish that you hadn't left.
I know you had no choice.
But I wish you were still here.
Even though I wasn't old enough to remember you,
I still have as much hurt as anyone that was.
1999 was the year it all started
I was born
Sick and kept away
No one seemed to know where
2002 was the year it all ended
I was taken away
For a very long time I looked down on myself
for pursuing my dreams instead of the wealth
My brother, an engineer
My sister, a nurse
And I...
I am...
not the lawyer you wanted to see
Fading
Momma when you look at my face
I wish you'd see me for me
Not the image you pray I one day be
Momma sometimes I just wanna hear that my thoughts have value
Life has kinda been a jungle to me kinda like living in one or something
Wondering why my father, never came back after his hunt
Always haunted me
Would sneak up on me
While my back was turned
Ever slept to stop the hunger?
Ever ate school lunch and that was your food for the day?
Ever wore a pair of shoes till they looked like a gun was sprayed across them?
Ever walked for fun?
Mom,
You are my literal everything,
My entire being exists because of you.
You taught me that
I don’t need someone else to define who I am.
You taught me that
Dear Mom,
Thank you for my blonde hair and for giving me life,
but I guess I must thank Father for my pale green eyes and constant need to repeat myself.
Thank you for loving me,
To the woman who gave me my first breath
The one who carried my weight
The one who loved me without even seeing me
There's a knot in my throat when I try to tell you
What I felt went wrong
I would not take a bullet for my mother.
How horrible that sounds, I know,
but I would rather lose my own mom and suffer
instead of having her lose her baby girl and drown in sorrow.
Alone with her children in the middle of the city
Laughing smiling scolding protecting them
With her very beauty.
If I knew that I would have one last Christmas with you.I wouldv'e helped you put up the tree and spent time with you in the kitchen.I wouldn't have made a fuss about helping you clean or running errands.If only I knew that this Mother's Day would
Dear Mom,
Light Of You
All my life I’ve had you.
Through the ups and the downs,
and all the turnarounds
Dear Mom,
I notice you.
I notice the wrinkles that grew on your face,
the back pain when you walk up the stairs,
Mom-
I know I haven’t been the best to you:
I’ve made you sad,
I’ve made you cry,
I’ve made you mad,
I’ve been so self-absorbed,
Dear Mom,
I can barely remember the last time we’ve talked,
And even fainter, the last time you walked.
Dear MotherI wouldn't be here If it wasn't for youI am proud to be your daughterI only wish happyness for youI hope for you to find loveI have faith that you'll stay with me till my life beginsI'm So happy that you had meMy life would suck without
Dear Mom and Dad,
I love you both
You've clothed me and fed me before I could do it for myself
You've helped me through all of my problems
You've stopped me from doing things I shouldn't
You've raised me
I lived in a minivan.
Parked outside of Mcdonalds.
Party of nine all in a van
Other than it wasn't a party, it was my home.
I lived in a minivan.
I almost told you the other day.
About 4 times to be exact.
It was on the tip of my tongue but for some reason, my teeth grit and pushed it back into my throat each and every time.
Dear mom and Dad,
I am troubled by the thought of how much y’all work to support me.
I try my best to support myself but in the end, you guys carry the weight.
I’m scared I’ll disappoint Y'all
I can’t believe it’s almost been two years since I’ve seen your beautiful face.
We went through so much together over the years.
We saw many hardships, and we cried many tears.
I experienced many wonders,from clear skies to ones with thunders,from a clean plain to a dirty roadthanks to the personwhose footsteps I followed. I learned to forgive and forget,to dance and sing in duet,to reap what I sowed,thanks to the person
From the first day i ever cried
without reason, i was told to
be stone cold, never show 'em how you feel,
because emotions are bad bad bad
don't use those dirty words.
To the woman who has an eventful life-
One of eleven kids, a crazy Roman Catholic family
A woman who always had to fight
Who can still play ball like no bodys business
-the skill that was your ticket out (almost)
It was planned in heaven
our meeting.
If remembered with stillness
you can still hear the angels trumpets
signaling the seal of our bond,
Were you too misinformed to see clearly,Of how they were destroying your own soul?You opened your mind to them so simply,As if there was not a blood-l
Bumps of ketamine.
Go to bed real late.
It’s not what it seems,
Hell is a soulmate.
Vodka made of tears,
To the person I tried to look up to,
Because of you
I learned the meaning of hate,
But not why you hated me.
Because of you,
Hang your towel.
Fold your clothes.
Brush your hair
And scrub your face.
Make your bed
And clean the floor,
Mothers demand.
Nagging to you
It may seem.
But watch,
My mother is
my idol,
my inspiration,
and
my rolemodel.
She didn't come from wealth
Dear You Know Who You Are,
I was little,
Too weak for my own good.
You made sure I knew it too.
I was a flower,
Frostbitten by a cold world.
You crumbled my fragility
Dear mother I know you didn't mean to
I know you didn't want it to hurt me
Dear mother why couldn't you see my pain
Why couldn't you hear my cry
Didn't you know I had a storm inside
Love-
A beautiful thing.
To the world,
And all it contains-
Love:
When you see her crying
Out in the streets,
Out in the rain,
Water streaming down
Her face-
Because I love you
Everytime I see your smile
My heart melts straight into goo.
I’ll do my best to cheer you up when you are blue
Remember
ordering Chinese food on those Friday nights in front of the TV
the notes of support you would leave when I wasn't looking
One heart is all it takes to love someone, but every day, people kill each other with their love more than their bitter hatred ever could
Because I love you so should you.
I believe in you and now it's your turn to do the same.
Because I love you, I want you to realize what you can do.
From the moment you opened your eyes,
I knew my whole world would change.
All my woes and sorrows disappeared,
As I heard your first Cries.
Why do I work all day?
Why do I not show up for dinner?
Why do I not go to your games?
Why do I never seem to be there when you need be?
When I know you won't understand,
That not everything is nice.
My parents are LOVE. They argue, they fuss and downright disagree with each other, often. LOVE is not seeing eye to eye. They like different movies but every once in awhile they find one together.
I thought I knew what love was.
It was walking through the streets holding hands,
Buying each other ice cream and talking until 3am.
My dad throws a plate at the breakfast room wall,
As he throws it he adds on his life, marriage, and family,
It shatters into smaller images of himself,
And the sound it makes is nothing short of deafening,
Because I love you, I want you to have the best opportunity at a successful future that I never had.
Because I love you, I will work day and night behind the scenes to make sure your college experience goes off without a hitch.
Dear momma
Thank you for giving me Real Love
The kind of love where
I feel safe enough
To be myself and shine
Real Love
Because I love you….
I will allow you into my heart,
I will share my secrets with you,
Because I know they are safe with you.
I will cry in front of you..
And with you..
In my darkest moment,
You were there to cradle me
Somehow you became my opponent
Preventing me from being free
You and I together
Perpetuated my pain
The way dark and stormy weather
My mom is blount, but kind. She is loud, but she listens when the time is needed to listen. I watched her carefully as I grown into a man. I learned how to be kind and a great listener from her.
Because I love you
I want you to thrive, not die
Because I love you
I’ll shine my light on you, so you’re not in the darkness
Because I love you
I won’t let you fall behind, I’ll drag you to the finish line
I'll be honest, I'm not much of a poet
But I'm writing this because I love you.
And I dont tell you that to hear it back.
My mom dosen't believe in love.
I think she stopped after my dad painted her skin with the harsh colors
of blue and purple one too many times.
My mom is a thousand ticking bombs
Wrapped recklessly
In coarse,
Black,
South pacific skin.
Pervaded by the thick stench of marlboro reds,
I wonder what life would be like
if my brother made it alive
would I have been alot happier?
I wish I could apologize
To my little brother who didn't make it
My lovely socks, wherever can you be?
No sign of you anywhere, it’s futile
The warmth you have given protected me
The thought of you gone makes me choke up bile
My feet are bare, they feel overly free
You tell me to do the dishes.
You tell me to clean my room.
Constantly.
You tell me "Be nice to your little brother".
I never am, but I still listen.
You tell me "Don't forget to pray"
Listen, this is why I love you
not because of money
not because of favors
not because I have to
but because I am you
I am a product of you, Mom
you are my mother, my best friend
Warm Arms
Loving Smile
Mom , you have always been my rock
Fragrance of love
Words of Wisdom
Mom you have always been my rock
Soft Kisses
A look that has 1,000 words
It began with nine months
Now I'm twenty-five
Almost twenty-six
Just the other day you held me in your arms
You laughed you cried told me I was your success story in the beginning it was only a dream
I love you is hard to say
when you don't believe
the words as you speak them.
My heart feels nothing as I hear
your fake sobs
Because I love you, I mention your mistakes
But you lash out at me
With words like swords and tears streaming down
You forgot me at one point
I remember though, of all the tears that made me drown
I drove six hours just to surprise you
Being spontaneous is something I never really do
I opened your door and once you saw me you squealed with joy
as a kid a wise old man once told me
"look with the heart not the eyes"
i didnt really understand it back then
and even though it took me a while
i finally figured it out
and i hope that one day maybe you will too
#becauseiloveyou Because I love you,I try my best to achieve academic success.Because I love you,I feel pain when you feel pain.Because I love you,I'll drop everything to be by your side if you're experiencing a bad day.Because I love you,I say go
It was the words of the broken
that spoke through me, fast &
rapid - a tidal wave rushing through
my shredded memories of her weathered face
lying on that broken bed.
All alone.
Because I love you,
I tell you goodnight every night.
Because I love you,
I tell you silly jokes just to see you smile.
Because I love you,
I share my art and my day with you.
Because I love you I listened to you, Because I love you I cared about you a little too much I lost my self in the process of showing you my love, in
Three Simple Words
Created Upon The Lords
Have Such Meaning
For Such a Robust Feeling
Mom Dad Sister Brother
If It's Not One Thing It's Another
Relationship With The Other
Love is not just romance over and over, it's also a bond of friendship working together.
No matter if the experience gets tough, we work to understand each other and grow closer.
She has my back
Every step of the way.
Defends me,
Like thunder colliding with lightning.
Guiding me
Through my hardest moments.
Comforts me
When she needs it most.
Although I am not the greatest they aspire me to be,
All you just say is to "just be me,"
Even though I sometimes break down and cry,
I would always see you there by my side,
Mama, I hope that you’re proud of me.
I hope you’re proud of the way that I slave every day
And how sometimes I pray
Even though I don’t believe in a Jesus.
Because I love you, you love me
I love you because you took me in
You took me in not because you had to
You wanted to take me in US in
Because you love me
You are my definition of perfect love
I wasn't loved
You cheated, lied and hit
I felt the blood run down my cheek
You cheated, lied and swore
It would never
Happen
Again
I gave up
I broke it off
Dear Mom,
We've been through alot together,
When you and Dad broke up a was still a baby,
All I know was my blanket and pacifier,
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
I’m sorry (but not really),
I’m in love with a girl.
She is stunning,
My heart is full.
What do you desire above all?
What is it that you need the most of all my love?
My great love for you has caused me to fall
My adoration as fragile as a your spirit
The essence of love
has a funny aroma to it.
It sticks to the air in which it is breathed out
and it is sucked back in the lungs.
The essence of love
has a gripping smell.
Two hands lift me up, a smile blinds me
nonsensical whispers and laughter
this is a hearth, my fire
Dancing fingers, dancing eyes
the clutch of protection
Your voice, Your precious heart
The gifts that are priceless
A Motther's Love
What a joy
Very hard to despise it
I admire your accomplshments
Set us for higher expectations
I want you to stand tall,
and proud of your messy scrawl.
Please show me your smile,
even if it takes a while
to show up.
Because I love you.
Stop stressing over little things
AWAY FROM MY BLANKET
In my blanket where I feel the warmth
Where I am always comfortable
Where I don't receive any coldness
The sound of growling crawls its way from
The dark of the forest, accompanied by
Faint, weak cries of hunger. A mother sets forth.
“There is no more time. With nearly
your eyes
they light up the darkest nights
so please just carry me one more night
a life without you would shake me with fright
right
you were right
I was going to grow up and leave...
I can't believe it's been 6 years since you left us.
I still wake up and expect you to be downstairs making breakfast.
I miss your smile.
That thing was infectious.
If your daughter came to you with tears on her face,
If your daughter came to you with rejected disgrace,
Because a stranger, of the ball, took her predestined place,
23 years of marriage. Damn, 23 years. I could not believe that it would last that long because he had proposed to me in a bar.
She calls her own daughter,
a dellinkwent.
When her own daughter seems
like she's just a pigment
of her mother's imaginatioin
this life I live breaks my heart a little more each daythe maladies and tragedies consume my dreamsand wear away all my strengthsorrow is my constant companion asthe moments' crawl, seconds feel endless
Tomorrow they will be blue,
Regardless of the color,
They will always remind us of you.
Cherished in every way,
Even during their fragile days,
Flowers are Bright,
Flowers are Cheerful,
By Joseph Abelardo Conaty
My mom is very smart
She is very good at art
My mom loves to be nice
She has only scolded me twice
My mom is very creative
Mom i know your not reading this
But let me tell you this
I miss the times we used to laugh
Miss the times we used to sing
But now your gone
I remember those foster homes
I thought you would come back
New, President New Change
Donald Trump is not a Scum, he did not become a president to have some fun.
He is a man of faith,yet also ridiculed for his honesty,
1. Don't run with scissors because you will end up harming yourself. And I don't want you to become like me. Harming yourself more than others ever could.
Gone in your sleep…
The mother I couldn’t keep
The drugs stole you away
Part of me died with you that day
Took to heaven way too soon
Hands brushing against wallpaper
Paint
Stone
Brick
Drywall
Feet shuffling carefully across carpet
Hardwood
Linoleum
Tiles
Eggshells
A teddy bear
Soft and cute
We all had one as a little kid
Or even as an adult
Nothing wrong with that
And sometimes
We had a big teddy bear with a slightly smaller teddy bear
Disscussion,
Can't we just talk?
Round table
no intimidation
from whom I was Born,
Blood shared,
Bones grown,
Umbilical Cord.
Can't we just tal-
Intimidation.
Raised Voices
That soft, kind emotion is what I long for.
That thing that is so precious not everyone can have.
I yearn for that feeling one day,
I desire that feeling.
That feeling I know is warm and gentle.
You tell me everything will be fine now
theres milk in the fridge and our TV plays seinfeild reruns now.
Just two days ago you came stumbling home.
Just a week ago your wrists were sliced open like monarch wings.
Sinners ! Repent, and turn back to your first love. Jesus Christ speaks about this in the book of revelation. Here I am preaching to the choir. You maybe alone tonight sitting on the sidelines thinking what this life is about ?
Tell The World !
Your words sit there upon your desk
Yet you love your books & magazines the best
You prefer the light of your t.v.
You love the world & your avoiding me !
words cut deep
out on the patio
we have come this close
through a variation in dream
The hurricane sets in
shadows block the way
a cause to learn from are mistakes
shallow pools
exposed
Sometimes
when I'm trying to do lots of homework
and i'm completely overwhelmed
i hear your voice in my head
telling me to make a list.
Sometimes
when i call you on the phone
You've taken care of me from the start,
even before I had a beating heart.
Singing me to sleep and tucking me in bed,
placing your sweet kisses upon my head.
You gave me baths and healed my wounds,
Dear Mom,
I woke up today screaming and then realized it was just a nightmare.
I don’t know why you didn’t come to check on me but I know I will be okay.
Dear Mom,
You are the reason why my life is a constant misery,
You lied, abused, and hurt me leaving me aside to drown in my own tears.
Hopeless I felt because of your addiction your addiction caused me to be angry at you.
A rocket waits to fly
From its launchpad
In the living room.
Helmet on, radio in hand,
Two explorers approach.
One room over
From her head down to her toes,
She was skin and bones…and tumors.
As the first month commenced, so did the malignancy.
As the flowers blossomed, so did the pain.
Choking on pills surrendered its threat, for
We all begin as lumps of clay
Shapeless
Colorless
Full of potential
I was a small lump
But I knew what I could do
I knew I had so much to offer
And with that thought, I grew
I am my mother’s son.
My apple has travelled its short distance -
rolling passed high school.
Here I’ve gained pride.
Sitting in the dark
Listening to them yell
I watch from the stairs
This is my hell
Am I the reason?
That they always fight
What did I do?
That causes this every night
Graduation came around
the day You were found
on the ground.
I felt like I was flying
but then I saw You were crying,
dying.
There was something about the way
I could not find the words to say
Mom,
I see you in every flower,
your kind heart in the
petals,
your radiance in the
colors,
your determination in the
stem.
you are full of
life,
wonder,
and beauty.
I kept saying
What am I going to do
Left incapacitated I began to live
Interpreting the world
Found focus and motivation
To keep going
Mom always writes in uppercase
I watch her in repose,
The phone in the nape of her neck still sighing
Like a helpless long-necked rose.
Every Christmas was a good Christmas when you were around.But it stopped being good after you were lowered ino the ground.
Four years ago was Mom's last Thanksgiving.Just one year later, she was no longer living.I wasn't as thankful for her as I should've been.Back in 2012, I didn't know that she'd never be celebra
Como Pasa El Tiempo, I used to hear my mom say.
Still so young, I nodded my head in agreement.
It means: How Time Goes By..slipping out of our hands day by day..
They say as you get older, you start to understand
Love is forever flowing through you like a stream down a mountain
Like a song you can't get out of your head
Love is your mom yelling at you in the morning to get out of bed
Annoying yet helpful I now realize
To be with the one you love is meant to sacrifice
to be with the woman that gave you birth is probably the easiest thing on earth,
than to be with the one who crushed you the most
in my backpack is my lunch sack
it has been rotting for days
and I am afraid
to see what my mom has made
because I know it has decayed
Door is always locked, because she doesn't want the outside world in. Couches are old, but that's where I sleep when I come back.
I could tell you that the amber sunset
Is enough for my eyes to pry themselves awake
Every morning,
Could tell you that the saccharine coos of birds stretching their wings
I could tell you that the amber sunset
Is enough for my eyes to pry themselves awake
Every morning,
Could tell you that the saccharine coos of birds stretching their wings
Mommy!
The first word that I hear every Morning.
Mommy!
Knowing that I am needed.
Mommy!
Making me feel like a SuperHero.
Mommy!
When tears falls, laughs begin, and knowledge is learned
A juvenile at the age of fourteen,
frail and apprehensive of her surroundings lays concealed,
restless beneath a short portion of vessel fabric.
She lays soundless.
The bell rings in my ear
As the light peeks through the curtains
Another day has started
Dragging me body in fear
Of what the day may bring is not certain
But my goal is darted
Brownies
"Brownies" was the topic, she gave to me that day.
T’was difficult to ponder a poem to start that way
COOKIES
Cookies are my favorite stuff
But making them can be really rough.
You mix the flour, and make the dough;
It takes an hour, which goes... so... slow.
Heart heavy, shoulders drooped, I walk through the grey streets, on my way to you.
I dragged my feet through the door, and you turn to me, arms as warm and ready as the cup of tea you made me, your love a kaleidoscope of color.
You are my best guide
As you always guided me to be good son
You are my inspiration
As you always inspired me to dream
You are my best teacher
As you taught me the lessons of life
I am antique malls and dusty dishes
I am front porch pickers and moonshine sippers
I am light up sketchers and spongy pineapple dwellers
I am young mistakes and a family disgrace
I am dogwood trees and honey bees
Mom was only twenty-eight when she moved in this house in 1977,And she lived here until she moved to Sneedville, Tennessee in 2011.Mom was beautiful at twenty-eight and she was still beautiful at sixty-four.
It was wonderful to have a mother who was so great.If you hadn't died, today you would've turned sixty-eight.When you became ill and died, everything went sour.
black cat took me abat
black cat you represent so many things
black cat the witch's bae
oh black cat so lucky in japan and united kingdom
but bad luck's boo here in the good old of USA
Here she comes,
With her bouncing curls,
Unaware that she's my world
She lays down
With her head in my lap.
Yawning from her too short a nap.
Just thirty more minutes!!
And There I was with my mother
with the stumbled soul
and already fallen as hard wood and perforated
The suffering made me my father in life
so fierce the anger of my being to have hope to continue living
Momma wrote
Years ago a sunlit chapel
First grade was ending
I was leaving
No recollection of the words
Only Momma choked on them
Sad
Tears
Momma never cries
Inability to communicate
To Elaborate
To Speak
It is quite a terrible fate
One which should not be cursed
Even upon those that you hate
Yet here I was
Crying
My mind explodes with hatred. I was only told of the awful memories. I was only told of the abuse. My mom wanted to protect me from the bad. I was forced into a game of hide and seek except there was no one looking for me.
I used to stay up late into the deep dark night
I would watch, think, read, or give myself a fright
The darkness under my baggy green eyes gave way
Before I knew how to open my eyes, for 9 months you gave me shelter
When I didn't know what world I was in you gave me comfort
When I took my first steps wobbling my way to you, you gave me encourgament.
Thanks for giving me a life and pushing me out.
I know how much it probably hurt,
but I imagine the screaming was worse.
Not just for you, but everyone else,
Including myself.
How did she get him?
How did her get her?
Why do we have to be related
Live under what they call a roof
Sitting by myself
Daddy’s crying in the corner
Mommy left us behind
But I have to be a strong little soldier
Feeling abandoned not just by her
But by the tears I try to hide
Baseball hat, tiny socks, teething rings, alphabet blocks
White noise machine, too many toys,
all of these things Belong to my little boy
6 months before you, I was just me
You're still pretty in the rain like sunflowers in the field
Even when your petals droop, yellow you are still
Usted es la flor que vive en la desierto
Cuando el calor es fuerte y no hay agua
Todavia puedes vives
Tu eres la milagre del mundo
You’re the one who holded me through all these months
Who always tend to be the one that counts
You went through all of the fuss and huss.
That time, too tough to touch.
I wake up every morning,
I see my Mom smile,
My Daddy had passed away,
Its been awhile,
My Mom says she's not tired or hungry from work,
But inside, I know she's very hurt,
This is the fourth Mother's Day that has come around since you died.When you perished, I had to deal with a lot of pain on the inside.When you became ill, I wanted you to get well and so did my brother.
This is the third Mother's Day that has come around since you perished. The love that we felt for one another is something that I'll always cherish.Out of all of the people on Earth, you meant more to me than anyone.
Since you died, this is the second Mother's Day that has come around.Since March of 2013, peace and tranquility aren't things that I've found.You were one of the greatest mothers who ever lived.
My mother is special.
That’s what they say
When they drag me away
From that shiny white room
And I ask if I may
The first of the month brings light to our lives, birds in their nests and bees in beehives. We know that summertime is coming up soon so were hustling and bustling and stressing about school.
You kept it real You told no lies,Sometimes the truth may come as a surprise You told me I needed help I didn’t believe you, And now that the pain medicines gone I'm starting to need you You answered questions I never asked,You helped me unders
Mommy where have you beenUp in your headIn your own little mindWith the alcohol and nicotineI miss you momBack in your sober daysI miss comin home to see you smiling
I've lived in a house full of groans,
and understood why my mom had problems getting loans,
she screamed and yelled and screamed,
my brothers and I looked very steamed,
she said,"I can't take you anymore!"
"Damn, what a fam,"
I say to myself
As I admire our picture on the shelf
Ask anyone of us
We'll tell you that we're the best
I can imagine a life without water
I can imagine a life without food
But to imagine a life without my mother
its the worst thing I could do
I feel a hole in my heart
I feel my lungs without air
She withstood the pain of bringing me to this world,
she held me close, but at that time, I didn't know what for.
She heard me when I said my first words,
who knew she'd forever keep it in her mind on record?
GunshotsWho could it be?I picture a student in ill-fitting clothing and unwashed hair.What kind of rifle? Is this how I'll die?What will I say when I beg for my life? I stop breathing. Eyes are frantic My heart sinks like lose change.I Imagine all
If I were stuck on an island, what would I bring?A person, an idea, or maybe a thing.Stuck on an island, what do I do?I will count on my mom to help me get through.
Chocolate rolled curls and a wide bridged nose
Your absence invokes poignancy in me
And yet, I am gay at the sound of your twinkling voice
Calling me sunshine, your angel, your baby
She is the war,
the carnage in my head,
who speaks with bullets of lead
and erects barbed wire fences.
I am the rain,
who settles down her rage
and drowns out the fight
When missing I scurry,
when crying I worry.
The only thing I desire,
something worth more than an empire.
The one and only one who gave birth to me.
If I was all alone today with just my thoughts
The only thing I would want would be surprising
To all that know me
It is not my kindle
All I need is to see her perfect little face,
to escape from the dangers of the human race.
All I need is for her heart to keep beating fine,
to make me feel like I have hit a goldmine.
All I need in my life is my best friend. She is the person who gave me life and gives me unconditinal love and support. Her love radiates like the sunshine, warming everyone she comes into contact with.
Just oneNow how do I chooseWhen The Lord gave me two? Only oneI rely on two,My patience and my strength. A single oneWhy disregard oneWhen the best come in three? A mother.Identical twins.An undivided team.
It is foreign to me, like entering a class room for the first time. I do not know what to expect and I fear the unknowingness of it all.
A sweet smell filled the air.The rushing wind flowed through my hair.The sun beat down upon my face.But I found no joy—not a trace."Run!" my mind screamed.
She is there when I fall,
She'll always be there when I call
She takes away my fear,
Oh Mother Dear.
I couldn't survive without her,
She's my angel I am sure.
I love having her near,
Your fingers stroking through my hair
My heart is warmed
Your gentle press on my shoulder
Reminds me why I’m here
In your absence
My light is extinguished
Without you
What would I do without her?!
I am what I am because of her
I do what I can to be her
Independent, positive, a walking heart
She's too admirable to be true.
Day by day
Life without you equates to a life without passion,
A life with little feeling and very little meaning.
Life without you means life without love.
Life with no compassion, my body left with no reaction.
What My Mom Should Know
It isn’t every morning when
I remember to call “I love you!” To my mom’s back as she
When I was a baby I looked at you as if you were the sky
I grew a little and looked at you like a princess
I grew a little more and discovered that you were a queen
A mother's duty is not oft sought out.
Example-like demeanor, and impeccable wit,
Is not always found in every creation.
The requisite mental patients,
And presentiment second nature,
Our existence isn't so dreadful
When there's smeone to care for
Or even better, one that'll be there
At your highest to cheer you on
And at your lowest to bring you comfort
You carried me with you for nine months whole
And when I was born your heart I stole
You fell in love with me at first sight
You promised to care for me and raise me right
Dear Mom,
I am sorry for those things I said
I did not mean them
I don't know why they even left my head.
Dear Mom,
I know I can be a pain
I know I drive you crazy
Although I may not show it,
My mother is all I need in life
And I know it.
She's the reason why I strive to live.
She's like my guardian, my friend, my sister
Through the hell fire
When everything is gone,
I'll keep you close
My beautiful angel.
To keep running
In the image you saw,
I'll never disappoint
My beautiful angel.
Fake love, fake smile, fake feelings
Maturity of your child greater than your own,
You’re stuck in a child’s state of mind.
Your mothering? Questionable at best.
Your Beautiful
Your Inteligent
Your Needed
You told me these things when I was young
I never belived the words you told me
I threw myself down
And told myself I would never be loved
But
Life is complicated
sometimes impossible,
you see many faces-
your mom may seem horrible.
If I'm stranded on an island, my mom would be in an oasis.
We may end up famous,
it may be unbearable,
I need her because she was there when nobody else was
Giving me hugs and kisses daily just because
I need her because she was my mother and my father
Since he left her alone to raise his only daughter
Oh, Mother, You're all that I need
Because stranded we are indeed.
the way you laugh will help me breathe
under stressful times such as these
Oh, Mother, You're all that I need.
A big part of my life
I cannot live without
Without her I will not survive
She helps me out in every way
And knows how to make my day
My mom has been my number one
By having her I already won
She is the first place I felt love.
She is like an ocean
soft and peaceful
yet strong enough to destroy.
She is powerful.
She is wise.
She is brilliant.
She is my muse.
More than just a hug
More than just a word or a speech
Most cannot be described or classified
She is a warmer to the world
A glass that is solid, but easy to break
Colored green and smells like sunshine
If ever I were to be
Without the things I hold dear
I pray the essence of my joy be near
In her smile
And in the warmness of her heart
She generates the purest form of love
I'd ceasse to be
One person I could not live without would be my mother. I love her with all of my heart, there’s no way we could ever be apart.
Where would I be
Without you, without me
Without breath, without death
Where would I be
If you hadn't said yes
If it had been a different day
Where would I be
Sometimes I sit and ponder
Everything I do.
How far along I've come in life,
and it's all thanks to you.
You help me up when I fall down.
You kiss me when I'm blue.
No woman could ever compare.
Mom,
is to care
is to share
is to help me comb my hair
Mom is to teach
is to preach
is to help me peel my peach
Mom is to aid
is to persuade
is to keep me from being afraid
I could not live without you, the best mother in the world
I could not live without you, whether in my home or in my heart
I could not live without you, your words of wisdom, not always so kind
Part IDear Mom;I know you find it hard sometimes to handle me-But I need you to realize just how much I love youAnd although you might not believe meIt’s very true that I really care about you.
Hardworking, caring, beautiful, and strong. 4 words to describe you in a poem but millions to describe in my heart. Nothing in the world could ever tear us and our relationship apart. Not just my mom but my best friend.
Most people say
what they need most
is their cellphone,
or their laptop.
But I never see people say
who they need most,
like their best friend,
or their mother.
Your first cry is because of her long hours of hard work
And the first thing you see is her beautiful face.
From that moment on,
You cant live without her.
When you are hungry, she provides.
"Last night I dreamt, that somebody loved me. No hope no harm. Just another false alarm" - The Smiths
A simple emotion is what I cannot live without.
Am I in love?
My mom is my rock
that I can't live without.
She's my number one fan
I have no doubt.
She is strong, loving, supportive and kind,
and never ceases to blow my mind.
She has taught me resilience
My mom is my rock
that I can't live without.
She's my number one fan
I have no doubt.
She is strong, loving, supportive and kind,
and never ceases to blow my mind.
She has taught me resilience
Dear mom, I couldn’t tell you
All the times I’ve been upset
You shrink my laundry, eat my food
And get the floor all wet
You took all my children from me
and you whipped me.
Your eyes filled with excitement, as I suffered.
You shot my son and your wife's true lover.
her hair is long
her eyes green
behind her smile
suffering is seen
her hands are shaky,
for they have stood the test of time
I am my mother's daughter
and I am blessed to call her mine
There Is A Fight
An Intense Battle
Going On In My Mind
There Is Saddness And Hate
They Fuel My Depression
There Is Love And Care
They Fight To Keep Me Sane
But The Problem Is
Mother of 5, not knowing if her day will rise.
Rubbing her eyes, hoping to keep the day alive.
Grabbing for her cup, to take a sip of the rush.
Waiting for the warmth to enter my veins and reach right for my brain.
I’d like to tell you about –
But I can’t.
I shouldn’t go around telling people –
It probably wouldn’t interest you anyway.
I should probably just go, before I accidentally tell you –
Mother fails. Denies. Cries.
Unused to failure, she is forced to admit
He won’t apologize.
It took me awhile to finalize
The difference between “hypocrite”
And “illness.” Mother cries.
The wood is cracked,
The paint chipped,
The gutters sprouting weeds.
Leaks and watermarks make up the walls,
Warped windowsills no one dares to heed.
Down the stairs cement hits your feet
If I was on a deserted island,
There is only one thing I truly need,
Dr. Daniels, my beautiful mother
She knows just what to say, to make my day
My mother deserves beautiful flowers
I am your safety
I am your food
I am your comfort
I am your peace
I am your Mom
I am tired
I am hungry
I am worried
I am stressed
I am concerned
I am comparing
The clock ticks by
Though the hands move slow
I've counted the minutes
When I'm feeling low
The time may pass
And your face might fade
But my memory of you
Will always remain
Because of you,
I have a life.
Because of you,
I have a friend.
Because of you,
I have a guide.
No matter what,
No matter when.
Because of you,
I found a service.
It started when i was 5.
The feelings.
Now as a kid, a cute one at that,
i knew i couldn't be choosing between one parent or the next
its just that,
my dad buys me the things i see on TV
I sat across from my mother
At the dinner table tonight.
And as all of the voices that surrouned us spoke,
I looked at the string she had fashioned around her as a necklace.
And it was so significant,
I'm sorry
I'm sorry that I have ever cursed at you
I'm sorry that I have made you cry
I'm sorry for every black eye you gave me
I'm sorry for every time I said "Please, Stop, No."
Mother
Was Born By A 15 Year Old Mother,
Who Grew Very Distant From My Father,
My Mother Tried To Do Everything On Her Own,
your pale white skin peppered with maroon dots,
their brown blue tones stand out against the alabaster flesh.
a tangled mess of loose red curls pours over your shoulders,
My anger
a tsunami rushed straight to you
Love into hatred as I scream and cry
up to the sky you tore away a piece of me
as I begged you to let me go too
Thank you, Jehovah for giving me such a wonderful mother.Out of all of the women you could've given me for a mom, I'm glad that you didn't choose any other.You gave me such a terrific mother, she was so special and unique.
Consider the possibility that
Mother Nature could verbally convey what needs be.
Instructing us to split far from society
Furthermore, to take our own way
Directing us at all times
when i was born
me n my brother i guess
the whole family would swoon
everyone would poke a prod
but i think my mama went to the moon
when i won my first spelling bee
Years fall behind with patience wasted
And the young don’t see through the broken glass
Only until the climax of guilt from being blind to it
But we do accept the dwelling after the wasted years climax
Mom, for so long my heart was an etch a sketch
And I kept it drowned in the depths of childhood memories
Where your remindings from
Aged scars and past improper lovings
Would constantly change my mind and remind me
How to be best friends with your Ex boyfriends mother.
You hear everyone saying, "You know my name, not my story."
Well my life is not the definition of glory.
My mom was sick all my life,
I wish she would be able to see me become a wife.
I hear a sound of little tiny feet
although said foot is not yet setthese decisions I've yet to regret
the clock tics forward unrelenting in speedthe people grow furious driven with need
Most beautiful queen of Earth,
whose eyes reflect the joy in your womb,
a million flowers you’re worth.
Oh kind and gentle mother!
give me one hug,
What made me? Me... simple me who cries at her anger.Who tears herself up at every single dissapointment.Dissapointing moments . . . was it those that made me?
She took care of me when I was sick.
She told me to push harder when I wanted to quit.
She feed me, bed me, and read to me when I was little.
She would beat me when I did wrong and when I was sad, she would sing me a song.
Hey it's me, your son.
You see Mom,
Jesus.
I'm sorry Mom.
Oh God, I didn't mean to do this mom.
I've got time for this last call, and it went straight to voicemail.
Dear mom,
I am here to say I'm sorry.
I am sorry I'm not the little girl you wanted me to be.
I'm sorry that I'm hurting you.
I'm sorry you have to deal with me.
I'm sorry for not giving it my best.
Where do i stand
All my life
back when my mom was still alive
she would always notice my brother and give him what he wants
i was 8 he was 16
he was bound to college i'm still bound for nothing
I hold a drawing up to you,
it was really quite sloppy, but the grin on my face was rather silly.
She said it wasn't easy
but also that it couldn't be done.
I felt like i didn't matter
but in this familial war i've won.
She said I was nothing
But now i've proved her wrong.
The precious face
Doused in make up and covered by black locks 36 years in the making
Your internal wounds are not so easily hidden
His words have never even made you smitten
Oh what have you done?
Written by me, but from my mother's perspective, before she passed away.
Today you start school.
All caught up,
Green checks on every lesson.
You don’t even have to set
All I see are memories of your silohoutte
I remember the day you left
Like it was yesterday
You said you couldn't resist her
And Ma and I
Couldn't overlook the fact that
Everytime you came home
Sometimes you ask me why
Why did I ruin it?
That lovely skin that you never cared to mention
Was lovely.
You never cared to ask me why
I felt like the tears felt like they were running down my soul
Let me tell you about the best year of the 20th Century, a year that was great.It was the year when my mom was born and that year was 1948.That was the greatest year of the 20th Century, that's how I feel.
When I was born in 1971, she was a great mother right from the start.Mom was a warm and caring person because she had a good heart.Her heart was as big as the East Coast.Her death really hurt me because we were so close.
Mom gave birth to me in 1971 and today I became forty-four.It's a shame that she can't celebrate my birthdays anymore.Forty-four years ago today, my mom brought me into the world, it was the first day of my life.
It was forty-four years ago today when I left your womb.Your death has brought about tears, despair and gloom.Usually pregnancies last nine months but you had a longer wait.
she brought me into this world, 19 and unsure. she is a queen among royals.
now I am 19 and unsure, and if I had a child of my own i would be stuck in a much deeper hole than I am right now.
I know you love me, your love is true
But you have a funny way of expressing it,
And with that I haven’t figured out what to do.
Since May ninety-seven she's stood by my side,
As she smiled and kissed and hugged me tight,
And year following year she's been my guide;
If you hadn't died, today you would've become sixty-seven.But God called you home and you're with him in Heaven.Because of your bad infection, you had an aneurysm and couldn't be healed.
If you hadn't died, today you would've become sixty-six.Your death has proved that a broken heart isn't easy to fix.On the day of your death, I knew that I would loathe the year 2013.
If you hadn't died in March, you would've turned 65 today.Life hasn't been as good since you passed away.Everybody who knew you, knew that you were nice.But I took things for granted and now I'm paying the price.
Reptile;
Cold scales abraze my once soft flesh,
An egg that never hatched.
Now basking under hell's sun is hell's son
Parents tell me "do better,
You don't want to go to hell...son."
even with all this time
you've been on my mind
mama
some nights I fall asleep
drenched in sweat from
this vicious nightmare
a daughters weep
waking up with tears as I lay
getting tucked into bed
kisses goodnight
telling stories
turning on nightlights
being told "i love you"
before they close the door
care with the flu
a broken house
runaway dad
Such a starry night
But cool
Mom and dad are so tired
They stare into a fire
That they built
Little boy and little girl
They stare too
Everything is Awesome but My Mom Is Better
I find it funny how this is based off of a kid’s movie
You may find this poem funny and a little moving
Now just like most my mother is awesome but she is better
I didn't believe.
What happens when you die?
Is there a heaven and hell or am I living a lie?
I didn't believe.
You see stuff on the news.
You figure none of those things can possibly happen to you.
You were always number one, never number two.I'm your son and I was very fortunate to have you.You cared more about others than you did for yourself and that is rare.
My life would be so much better if you hadn't become sick and died.You were a wonderful person because love was what you supplied.My life would be so much better if you had gotten well.
When Mom died, life lost a lot of its luster.While she lived, everybody could trust her.Everybody could trust her because she was so good.She was wonderful, she helped everybody who she could.
Will you smile for me
little one?
Will you twirl around
in that tutu
I bought off Etsy?
Will you sing your lullaby
to me
so loud it wakes the cat
from her nap?
The sky lays low tonight
like a blanket of a flag on a deceased man
eagles fly no more
and the world we once knew
is covered by a blanket
of dew
But that dew isn't water
My mother and I walked around outside before her death.
She smelled of industrial waste.
But I tell myself she smelled like flowers, anyways.
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the first time in my life i ever smelled a stick of incense was at my friend lindseyswe were in the fifth grade and she was my very very very best friendshe watched all the cools eighties movies
Mother gave birth to me.
Father saw me be born.
How can he not care
That I am so torn?
I wanted him here;
In my life,
But instead he took off
With his new wife.
He always makes promises,
When I was a child
And you were a child,
A book was shared
With epics compiled.
I’ve declared my acceptance
Yet, all the while,
My fervid mind from adolescence
I used to watch the golden sunset with you and make sand castles. I used to play with your hair and make you laugh.
The inside of my mind,
the design is so complicated.
So intricate,
and it seems that thoughts
can be so crowding,
and fear does this rerouting
So lightly you appear
And my mind just can not compare
Since everything is so different.
How can it be this colorful?
Still my sorrow lingers on too.
My heart aches at the loss
I didn’t even want to write this poemI wasn’t sure what was the pointTo pour your heart into somethingWhen there’s always someone better out thereSomeone better at accurate alliteration
I had a dream last night,
Too real to be ignored.
It started out inside
The mind's sequestered storm.
Being alive im cold
I cant breath
Life being taken from me as i lay asleep
My mind wondering , whats happening to me
Life isnt over?
Than why do i feel dead
Fighting a nightmare
Looking for a dream
Growing up your my main inspiration,
I gave you hardship and lots of frustrations,
But you’ve always been there when I needed some love,
Arms spread open hugging me like a glove,
I smile
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P O S T
Momma
First off I'm sorry for stuff I did,
All the lying & back talking that I did as a kid
You always came thru for me,
Not one thing you wouldn't do for me
I knew when I grew up not skrew up,
There is no such thing as too much laughter. There is no such thing as too many tears. There is no such thing as a life without reason. There is no such thing as living without fears. I have said there is no such thing for countless things.
Mom, you do not have OCD because you like clean sideboard.You are neat and I congratulate youbut you do not have OCD until your head is filled with a montage of shattering plates,bursting lightbulbs,smashing vases,
Raised voice over raised ears.
your eyes glazed with apathy towards my tears.
Is Brutus your muse?
The stoic that caused such abuse.
Passion over rationale.
Down the drain goes my morale.
The feeling that you have when your families dislocated,and that special feeling of family, you wanted recreated.You want your parents to get back together,but when you ask your parents, they say that they'll never.
I am from colonial style homes,
From Sunday morning church and Bible study Wednesdays.
I am from the fall leaves on the driveway.
(Various oranges, glowing,
It tasted like apple spice pie.)
Kitty was your nick name
Cooking was one of your fames
Another was ceramics, needlework
Hairdressing, any kind of craft
You were great and could adapt
You were an artist
at what you could do
A cry echos as a childs first breath is taken in this world
the joy in his mother
the pride in his father
Mom,
You're awesome.
I don't know
what else to say
because, and I mean this,
you are a beautiful,
kickin', loving, caring
awesome lady.
Thanks.
-The kid that loves you to bits.
How heavy was I for 9 months?
Was I a bothersome lodger?
Did I ruin your sleeping pattern?
Through my kicks and summersaults?
As a toddler I ran around
You chase and caught me with tickles
imagine
waking up and getting out of bed, you figured that the suicide dream you had felt all to real.
You go find your mom, she's fixing breakfast you try talking to her but you realize she's ignoring you
"Say, you're Michelle's girl?"
is what I hear every day
That's my place in the world,
and I kinda like it that way.
But sometimes,
You just want to break free.
Just get rid of the rhymes,
Waves of blue I always see
The scene is cold and lonely here
Why can't you see the good in me
I cry out to you in sweet misery
You never listen, you just see right through
I have loved you before i knew, what love was ,
you have loved me in ways no one else does
forever my life will be devoted to you
because without you , my world is so blue
I'm happier than a bird singing a song.
It's all because of you, mom.
You bring me from my darkest moments and make me happier than a bird singing a song.
My only wish is for you to continue being the same.
A year and a half ago, Mom went to be with the Lord.She entered the Pearly Gates, Heaven is her reward.She was born in 1948 and died sixty-four and a half years later.
Life will knock you down.
What lifts you up?
Maybe it’s the way
His eyes sparkle against the sunset.
Was walking down the hall
It was just the other day
Caught a whiff of something there
What it was, I couldn’t say
But when I held my breath in
And didn’t take another
You are the sun when it is dark
You are the tree I lean on,
You are the one that makes my troubles gone
You are the one who taught me:
How to fight, for what is right.
Words wash over everything.
Any armor you pretend to have
falls into a useless state.
Water seeps into any chinks, crevices, cracks.
You yell, hoping it will stop the flood;
hope it'll plug the holes
except that isn't all there is
now is it?
you hear me
don't you mom?
but what matters is not the hearing
but the listening
I hide because I'm scared of meof how weak I might actually beI'm not so pure, and fair of skinbut I act like that's who I've beenas a child I was raised "white"Even though my skin isn't light
A person of courage
Could be a firefighter, a doctor...
Someone who upholds justice.
But I found a person of courage in someone else.
Someone.. A bit more.. Different.
I speak on fear, depression, and realization.
Success to me only comes when all three of these things plays together as one.
The battle is all within yourself and will always be.
You were a great mom
You always did a good job
You took care of me and my life
And you were always a great friend
When times had changed I became the mom
I began taking care of you
Believe me when I say that mothers know best,
now I'm homeless and pregnant with very little rest.
She yelled "Stay in school. He's nothing but trouble",
but I was inside my love-filled bubble.
We've seen it all.
The best and the worst.
We are the kids of a split family.
We watch as parents batter their character.
Gossiping about each other.
Confusion waves through the child's brain?
Her touch like rain drops falling gently on the lawn
Her beauty like the sun rising at dawn
Her comfort and care like a bird watching her nest
My mother makes sure to give us only the best
You said you would be here
You crossed your heart
You said you loved me but we’re tearing apart
I’m happy you found someone who will hold you at night;
When I recite poetry, I take my glasses off
Not because the glare of the lights
Or the nerves climbing my spine like children on a playground
No, as I walk onto the stage, each step a mountain,
While growing up, during my toddler years, mom saw so many emotions through her rearview mirror.
We spent so many days in the car going from place to place.
I'm sorry I broke your heartsI'm sorry I disappointed youI'm sorry you were ashamed of meI'm sorry I left you.
Sometimes it occurs to me
That everything I struggle with
Is because of you
You will never wear a welcome mat
As well as the porch steps
And now I struggle
To answer my front door
Trembling, he sits and waits for the news.
Something terrible happened.
His mother had called him in the middle
Of a chemistry test,
His favorite class.
“Tyler,” she had said
“I need you, come home.”
Yes mother
I have a stomach
Yes mother
I know that when I wear tight dresses that stomach shows
But no mother
I will not go change
I will not return the dress
I fear what i don't say, It builds up and I can take it to a point. The pain of words is like knives into my very being. I feel like I'm going to Implode, you speak down to me like a child and expect the best from me.
Its 11:55 right now and i began to think to myself why?
Why me? Why now?
I work blood sweat an tears and do not know the reason why?
Why does she lie? Why now?
My hands get weak when i think of this situation,
I'm thankful for you mom
You always say you love me
You always make me calm
And wipe my tears so I can see
She is...More precious than the jewels that surround her King, the Queen is flawless her love is deeper than the bluest ocean the greenest forest...
Everyone thinks they know me but no one knows
Everyone thinks they get me but they don’t
I’m alone I’m lost I’m confused
My insides burn to know just to know
Will I ever know?
My mom is my everything.She knows what’s going on,Without telling her anything.She can pinpoint what’s wrong.
I never said it.
I never say it.
But it was a silent prayer in the air today as I watched her.
The skin just below her knees torn open and scabbing. Her face, bruising.
What makes a daughter form a good mother?
It is the mothering she reprieved from past generations on up.
Many lessons will be learned, and blessings bestowed on none other.
Younger, she was there
In the day, the night, all in between
Her hands helping you up when you fell
Being smacked down
Before being allowed to get back up again
Taught me something very valuable about love:
it isn’t always a cliché
Mom, oh mom,
Your just the bomb.
Your fun when you want to be,
And dont act like a asour pea.
You provide for me, and shelter me,
Even if you have to pee!
Your corny and funny,
Deep breathes, tie the sock harder around your bicep
Tears running down my frozen face
Lips red and big, bottom lip quivering
She stabs me with this cold needle
what makes me tick is what is makes my mom sweat
Everytime I see her come home at 1 a.m.,
I know that I need to do something so she doesn't have to work into her golden years
A lifetime
a gun filled with pain,
aimed at my heart
my lifetime began when yours ended,
lifetime of pain,
lifetime of wickedness
lifetime of lies and mischief,
I could probably make you a card
Or just give away your age
I should probably scream it to the world
But I forgot, that’ll be me one day
First, you lost your mind
and I tried to help you
but you were already
gone.
Next, you lost your voice
there was nothing to do
but watch you.
Some people do not have one,Some wish that they did not.But if I did not have mine,I wouldn't be standing in this spot.
Her face lights up.
She reaches down
to touch the face of the small bundle.
To think, that she had a part in creating this.
She smiles.
Gently, she wipes a tear from her eye.
Have you not witnessed the change in your son?
I am no longer the child I was.
Remember when I did try for each one,
Whence dost kindness of the absolute highest degree, shower those with no empathetic quality
What cometh from cursing at the universe, for it dost naught but provide: light, air and nourishment
As I approach her with wide eyes and shaking arms,
She comforts me, enveloping me in a soft blanket of words,
Each word transcending space and time,
Teaching me lessons that forever change me,
She deserves all the world has to offer.
How dare I not give back to the woman that gave me life.
No matter the situation she was there for me.
Hi mister
how did you enter my room
my room says girls only at the door so thats why he goes through the window
how was your day his cold breath asks .
my day was beautiful it snowed ,
I blame you
I blame you for the whiskey not burning more
I blame you for the weed not making me forget
And for the cuts not bleeding enough
I blame you for the good days and the bad days
“Stir yourself! Awake! Arise!
Blissful slumbers, fall away!
Cast old Nocturne from your eyes,
‘Tis the brink of glorious Day!”
This is what my Mother speaks,
Hold your children.
If you are going to be shitty at least be consistent.
The truth is important (but sometime you need to wait until someone asks).
There is nothing sadder--
not even the loss of a cherished item,
not even the mewing of an abandoned kitten,
Stomp stomp slam
Screaming and yelling
Why do you put up with this?
Hes mad at you because he spent your money
Foods on me
Rents on me
Two hours later hes perfect
Could never do anything wrong
Stretching your own skin.
Laying on your side.
Turning pages on an ebook.
Reading about the baby.
Reading your way into motherhood.
Passing by the years go by.
Wondering where innocence has gone.
The two magenta lines do not lie:
one look to scan the color,
another glance to determine its meaning.
Arm shaking in fear and
eyes jangling in the sockets,
searching for the unnamed.
If I asked you if you loved mewould you mean every word you spoke.If I asked you if you thought of me- your distant child-would I find that special momentwhen you thought of me so dearly.
Someone I admire
Would be my mother
With her dark brown hair
She is never without a care
Her eyes so hazel and bright
She is my shining light
She’s always around
To help me when I’m down
I watched you drink. Flood your life's regrets away with alcohol as if when you wake up in the morning, you wouldn't be able to remember them all. I watched you cry. Long, helpless nights, as if your eyes have cried so many rivers before.
Thank you...
For standing by me through thick and thin
For not giving up on me when I didn't win
For your patience when I kept pushing you away
For caring when I said I didn't need you anyway
Riding for miles, Your perfect smiles,
Silent conversations, Innocent flirtations,
The hot, sunny days, They passed me in a daze,
Mindless texts, Not knowing what comes next,
Sometimes we disagree,
But that’s okay.
To be perfectly honest,
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
You’re always there,
You’ve helped me grow,
And you always know what to say,
My friends call me mom.
Jokingly, not in bad content.
I keep my friends out of trouble:
"go to work instead of going to that party",
"Have you done your homework yet?"
mother, mommy, mom, mama
so many different nameseach unique special dreadful lovingher kids look up to herbut they face her terrible wrathall the time they endure
More than a mentor and protector
Out for your future happiness
Maybe just a little bit crazy
Mom, Mama, Mother, Mommy,
These are the titles
Given to the most noble women
On earth
It was more than a sacrifice
Do not really know what it was
But when my mom first held me in her arms
It felt like the world was no longer dangerous
I had the world at my feet.
Though from you I was not born
Very little do you scorn
Though normally well deserved
I need not be reassured
Off your unconditional love,
So that when push comes to shove
You will never leave my heart
sincerely, mom
You're one in a million and a complete secret
Through me, you are their life
Bringing me peace and love, I know fate exists
I'm carried through knowing you're out there
Why must happiness be so hard but grief and hatred so great?
Why must we learn or except our fate
I feel like crying, I feel like dyeing
This unspeakable thoughts
Diligence anger
Are these anomalies?
I feel listless towards this unknown feelings
For many people life is to have a past, and future. For me, life is the moment, the present.Life is not a game to play with, nor a simple tenet.
Once a girl with curly brown hair
showed her mom her very first poem
she tapped her head and told her it was great
and hung it on the fridge for all to see
That same girl 10 years later
My mom is an amazing person. In spite of her difficult childhood and many obstacles she persevered to achieve her goal of being a teacher. She is hard working, strong, and she volunteers to help the community. She is currently pursuing her mast
You're not good enough,
That's what mommy always said,
Whenever I got a B instead of an A,
That is, after screaming at me for being such a failure.
She said this when my first boyfriend broke up with me,
An image
by Ima Ríos
I have an image on my mind.
A memory.
A memento.
A picture that is yours.
Yours and mine.
Its about you, me and our love.
Back twitch
Her head flinched oh what can it be
My mom who used to be so strong who can’t take care of me
Hair matted no make-up on
Her eyes are brown, dimmed with misuse -bloodshot, another sign of the abuse.A small light ignites as she hands me an old journal;pride of the past dubs her almost maternal.
If i could erase from this world
everything that reminded me of you,
God would have to take everything back
and start from scratch.
For the mark you left on my life
is so immense, so intricate...
Peace
I thought I found on solid ground,
yet in my heart I am not sound.
My name entails and tells a tale
Of a sorrowful one, journey without fail.
Deidre - she spoke, upon my birth
Her eyes show unconditional love,
she's assertive but she gives great hugs.
She's short, but she can still reach the stove.
She's an excellent cook.
She buys us things, like books.
i want to look into Your eyes
and not wonder
what horrible things you’re thinking about me
i want to not have to worry
that Your smile is one of obscurity
i want to be able to be me
dusk reigns nowyour back turnedagainst the setting lightand the sun,the exhausted sunfilters through every strandof your fading hair
MOM,
So many wonderful words describe you,
And they all are full of love,
So here is a poem to celebrate you,
With some help from above,
Mama, I know when You look into my eyesYou see him.When my hand reached Over to hold yoursI knew why you never held them tight.My hands were aLittle replica of his.When my little hands
Keep pushing me away
That's what you do best
Hurt the ones you love
And forget about the rest
Dearly Beloved
You don’t know what you got until it’s gone
Something you used to say all the time
It’s funny, but a little sad, how true that really is
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Peek a boo! I laughed so hard I could barely breathe
Peek a boo, I don’t know why it’s so funny but I can’t help but laugh
What is a thousand dollars
if I can't kiss the scars off my mother's feet
replenish the color of her sunken cheeks
stuff her stomach when she refuses to eat
subtract years from her age
She'll never see me walk down the aisle,
She'll never see me have a child.
She'll never see me cry,
She'll never get the chance to sya goodbye.
She'll never feel my hurt,
She'll never see my sister marry.....
She made me cry.
She left a scar.
She hurt me every way possible.
She didn't mean to.
She didn't mean not to.
She still did.
I was to young to deal.
Started not to feel.
Never took the time to heal.
Somehow it didn't feel real.
I was to young to see.
Thought it was apart of being me.
Mom didn't know about Giants and Raiders, Thought they were fairy tale invaders. She never saw a football game, knew nothing of Dallas Cowboy fame. A TV set quickly changed her life, introduced her to football strife. "Them Cowboys" was now "he
One day I found
Poetry needed no rhymes
So unlike,
when the piano clunked,
when my sobs sogged keys,
when my fingers clumsily blundered,
The keys I was taught to play
Displeasing Mother’s ears
I see your tears everyday and just want to hold you tight,I hear you when you cry in your pillow every single night,I watch you go to work and whisper I love you in your ear,
I was born of poetry
The daughter of Metaphor and Simile
God fashioned
Each valve, each vein, each artery
as a string in my fabric--poetic artistry.
Weaving through my body
leading to my heart
You shed a tear and she is there,
Holding you in her arms, against her warm body.
She is the loudest one to clap in the crowd as you perform.
And the one who supports you through tough times.
Like a best friend,
Poetry is there.
It is always open,
And it is always fair.
Like a mother,
Poetry is there.
It will always accept you,
No matter what you dare.
The Jocelynn Effect
What is life but a journey,
A journey that can teach much.
Who knows where it will take you,
Far away, or close to home.
Imagine losing your voice,
To most it doesnt seem like a big deal,
But it effects my life in every choice,
Down to where I get my meal.
The track star that loses their leg,
the family sat around a table
filling every chair
every chair but one
there was one empty chair
he sat by the phone
wanting to talk
but the phone didn't ring
it wouldn't ring
You did so much for me; I don't know where to start
I'm glad you are my mom, I love you a lot
You mean so much to me
I don't know what to say
But I know I'll tell you this everyday
(poems go here) I feel it...
Kick
Kick
kick
Inside of me
Your apart of me
Sweet child of mine, please forgive
Forgive me for having to bring you into this world
For only having love to give you
If only you knew the way I feel inside.
If only you knew all the nights that I’ve cried.
I still remember the morning Liz cried and you held her,
you ignored my cries, yet comforted a total stranger…
A poem for mother’s around the world, who spread their love, and wisdom as priceless as pearls. They cook, they clean, when we’re not there. Who knows Superwoman, bat woman, Wonder woman combined. A mother has to be super in all to have the time.
You've always been there through good and bad
When I'm happy, sad, or even mad
Even when I feel like things won't get better
You're always there to hold me together
My Mother seems so far away from me,
On that beautiful white shore across the sea.
Yet I remember love’s soft glow upon her face,
And the feel of her touch and tender embrace.
I was born with ash-filled lungs,
and Mama kept some cigs in her panties.
She made me a plain dress once—
said it matched my face.
I never could understand,
why every whisper in town waft her name.
As I kicked the tiny, gray pebble in the street, walking home from the park, all I could think about was the fact that I needed to get home right away.
Never forget who you are
Thats what my mother told me
That advice took me far
Unfortunately that couldn't be.
mm this is sweet, amazing to eat and a total treat! I wonder what it could be? its yellow but its not my pee. Its long and hard this is tricky, but its got a peel wippi! can it be an eel? no.. definetaly not steel..
Carved cheekbones rise
below sunken eyes and pain.
Leather skin pale enough
for veins to run like lines on a map,
lead to a swollen neck wounded by a scar
like the Congo
weaving into a descent.
Mother may I take a piece of your heart
And carry it with me as I stumble through life?
And Mother I’m sorry to have to say,
When did that pretty smile fade?
The past was unbearable
Had you by my side to make life a little bit easier to live
Held my hand to help me cross the street
Taught me to walk
My first words were mommy
So what now?
Dear Mom,
I know it hasn't been easy, but it has been fun
Of all people, I've definately given you quite the run
You have been there everyday,
and I do not have enough words to say
I love you so very very much
I bet you don’t know the man he has become
With all the lies spreading form his lungs
What was branches are now roots
We are but rotting fruits
She is as fluent as a gust in winds,
She smells of roses with petals of red,
She is definite with ev’ry rescind,
She loves with a wide and extended tread.
Mind in pieces; never in peace
She can only breathe
Silence is a virtue
Since inside her mind
There are screams
Avalanches fall like dominoes
She is the only one who knows
The door slams and my heart hurts
The inexplicable feeling of dread that permeates through my body as I hear another door shut
The sound is a trigger; the sound sends me back into countless times before
I'm running.
Flying.
Heart beating, feet pounding.
Not from something, but to.
It holds its arms to catch me, and I run into them.
The warmth of the embrace frees me.
The love in that smile feeds me.
Dear Mom
Remember that you love me
And please don't try to change me
But I have something to say
That may shift
How you see
Mother once told me
That everything was ok
That there was another day
For me to believe
And feel relieved
But nothing was ok.
I don’t go to church anymore,
there’s no sleep for the restless.
I spend my days with a crooked wishbone,
the meat still sticking to it,
and our shed smells like the gasoline
that burned out of me years ago.
when i was little you did your best 2 shelter me
it was a blessing & a curse
later on the real world had to street better me
you were always there for me the times that i grew
I bet you don't even notice
That your criticisms really hurt
Please try to screen
The awful things that you blurt.
Mama I want to thank you for bringing me in this world
Even though you wanted a girl
I'm still your little snookums
But Im about to go to college and i'm going to make you proud
A congratulations
Long over due
But you're disapproving.
I never saw this coming,
And then it hit me.
Somehow your eyes of apathy never see.
How can you stand on the outskirts of this agony
And point, laughing, at the bleeding-
Shining bright and smelling of pain before your face?
How can you forget that I’m here when
There is not a day that goes by
When I don’t remember that this is for my mom
Going to class
For my mom
Studying . . .
For my mom
Because there is no doubt that she wouldn’t do it for me
You are the paparazzi before dances
You are the artist behind my work
You are my personal shopper
You are my chef and my chauffer
Click clack. Click clack. Click clack. As I am running down the hall, Splat! My mom’s red high heels have failed me again. They are just too big for my little feet. Maybe when I am older my mom says. I don’t want to wait.
You are always there when I need a hand
You always care and under stand,
When I feel no else understands you do.
You are right beside me
Even when I try to push you away,
To show you that I can stand on my own.
It is because of you
That I am lost
it is because of you that I
Have been found
It is the fire that you
Gave to me
That heats my hot air
Balloon
I am floating in midair
I am always there for my friends,
But is anyone there for me?
No,
Can I go out on weekends?
Yes,
But I will be alone,
Or with my love,
But that is not so bad,
Do my friends even think of me?
Dearest mother of mine,
The way you look is divine.
A mother like you only comes once in a life time,
But sometimes you’re sour like a piece of lime.
Being with you is never a waste of time,
There are millions of fish in the sea,
But God chose you just for me.
I wrote this poem to let you know,
That without you I could not grow.
No one had strength or courage.
Walking on in the oven like desert.
Living with fear frighten by the thought of getting caught.
I have just one question to ask.
Was it worth the sacrifice?
