Poems About Autism Published by Members Recently Online
#Autism
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Jun 2020 00:49am
25th Jun 2020 00:49am
JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE
Through trails and tribulations we will go through something's that we will never totally understand, as we may never truly understand as it is lessons that we must learn, for that is the journey of life with lessons to learn. That sometimes changes how we see and live within the depth of our lives. For sometimes we may encounter stumbling blocks, stopping us from going anywhere in our lives whether its forward sometimes just leaving us to go backwards. Yet that shouldn't be the case nor should it matter how you achieve your goals, for ask thyself what is fear for it is only a subconscious...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#PTSD
#nightmares
#Autism
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6 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 8:25am
20th Nov 2024 8:25am
Beyond The Stigma
Disability doesn’t come for free
It’s not free from
Ignorance
Bullying
Stress
Lack of self worth
Maybe it’s meant to be
To be a martyr
Pave the way
For those that will follow
So they won’t feel the pain
The right of acceptance is a battle
There’s no emergency here
Just a single spastic
Once stamped on
There will be no more trouble
What remains undercover
Becomes normal behaviour
It’s not free from
Ignorance
Bullying
Stress
Lack of self worth
Maybe it’s meant to be
To be a martyr
Pave the way
For those that will follow
So they won’t feel the pain
The right of acceptance is a battle
There’s no emergency here
Just a single spastic
Once stamped on
There will be no more trouble
What remains undercover
Becomes normal behaviour
#acceptance
#Autism
#bullying #disability
#bullying #disability
94 reads
8 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 8:25am
20th Nov 2024 8:25am
Beyond The Stigma
Disability doesn’t come for free
It’s not free from
Ignorance
Bullying
Stress
Lack of self worth
Maybe it’s meant to be
To be a martyr
Pave the way
For those that will follow
So they won’t feel the pain
The right of acceptance is a battle
There’s no emergency here
Just a single spastic
Once stamped on
There will be no more trouble
What remains undercover
Becomes normal behaviour
It’s not free from
Ignorance
Bullying
Stress
Lack of self worth
Maybe it’s meant to be
To be a martyr
Pave the way
For those that will follow
So they won’t feel the pain
The right of acceptance is a battle
There’s no emergency here
Just a single spastic
Once stamped on
There will be no more trouble
What remains undercover
Becomes normal behaviour
#acceptance
#Autism
#bullying #disability
#bullying #disability
94 reads
8 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 8:25am
20th Nov 2024 8:25am
Beyond The Stigma
Disability doesn’t come for free
It’s not free from
Ignorance
Bullying
Stress
Lack of self worth
Maybe it’s meant to be
To be a martyr
Pave the way
For those that will follow
So they won’t feel the pain
The right of acceptance is a battle
There’s no emergency here
Just a single spastic
Once stamped on
There will be no more trouble
What remains undercover
Becomes normal behaviour
It’s not free from
Ignorance
Bullying
Stress
Lack of self worth
Maybe it’s meant to be
To be a martyr
Pave the way
For those that will follow
So they won’t feel the pain
The right of acceptance is a battle
There’s no emergency here
Just a single spastic
Once stamped on
There will be no more trouble
What remains undercover
Becomes normal behaviour
#acceptance
#Autism
#bullying #disability
#bullying #disability
94 reads
8 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 8:25am
20th Nov 2024 8:25am
Beyond The Stigma
Disability doesn’t come for free
It’s not free from
Ignorance
Bullying
Stress
Lack of self worth
Maybe it’s meant to be
To be a martyr
Pave the way
For those that will follow
So they won’t feel the pain
The right of acceptance is a battle
There’s no emergency here
Just a single spastic
Once stamped on
There will be no more trouble
What remains undercover
Becomes normal behaviour
It’s not free from
Ignorance
Bullying
Stress
Lack of self worth
Maybe it’s meant to be
To be a martyr
Pave the way
For those that will follow
So they won’t feel the pain
The right of acceptance is a battle
There’s no emergency here
Just a single spastic
Once stamped on
There will be no more trouble
What remains undercover
Becomes normal behaviour
#acceptance
#Autism
#bullying #disability
#bullying #disability
94 reads
8 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
the red necktie
The red necktie
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#Autism
221 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
the red necktie
The red necktie
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#Autism
221 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
the red necktie
The red necktie
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#Autism
221 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
the red necktie
The red necktie
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#Autism
221 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
the red necktie
The red necktie
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#Autism
221 reads
1 Comment
Naajir
Poem Published
14th Jun 2013 3:10am
14th Jun 2013 3:10am
My Little Heaven
I wonder...
If I could live poetically...
For one day only..
Just 24 hours..
What would I do?..
Didn't take much thought actually...
I would become neurologically altered so that
My speech will falter bringing me that
Much closer to my beautiful daughter...
In her world of autism....
Where I would give up the norm and
Embrace a new form of talking...walking with her
As she TAKES me by the hand helping me to
Innerstand the more grand plans beyond this land
Let her do the teaching
And I'll do the...
If I could live poetically...
For one day only..
Just 24 hours..
What would I do?..
Didn't take much thought actually...
I would become neurologically altered so that
My speech will falter bringing me that
Much closer to my beautiful daughter...
In her world of autism....
Where I would give up the norm and
Embrace a new form of talking...walking with her
As she TAKES me by the hand helping me to
Innerstand the more grand plans beyond this land
Let her do the teaching
And I'll do the...
#daughter
#Autism
#fatherhood
1600 reads
32 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
14th Jun 2013 3:10am
14th Jun 2013 3:10am
My Little Heaven
I wonder...
If I could live poetically...
For one day only..
Just 24 hours..
What would I do?..
Didn't take much thought actually...
I would become neurologically altered so that
My speech will falter bringing me that
Much closer to my beautiful daughter...
In her world of autism....
Where I would give up the norm and
Embrace a new form of talking...walking with her
As she TAKES me by the hand helping me to
Innerstand the more grand plans beyond this land
Let her do the teaching
And I'll do the...
If I could live poetically...
For one day only..
Just 24 hours..
What would I do?..
Didn't take much thought actually...
I would become neurologically altered so that
My speech will falter bringing me that
Much closer to my beautiful daughter...
In her world of autism....
Where I would give up the norm and
Embrace a new form of talking...walking with her
As she TAKES me by the hand helping me to
Innerstand the more grand plans beyond this land
Let her do the teaching
And I'll do the...
#daughter
#Autism
#fatherhood
1600 reads
32 Comments
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