Poems about Birth
#birth
Poems about birth and being born. Poetry about mothers giving birth to their children, and poems about new life beginning. Includes nature poems about the birth of other animals.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
8th Oct 2024 8:33pm
8th Oct 2024 8:33pm
Tomorrow is the day I began life after yesterday I have died
I have come 10 billion miles
I have landed on your miserable planet Earth
I'd rather go back to Uranus
So i can consummate square heads birth
Bitter Poontang bleeds on your dusty tongue
My 600lb wife cracked open the ocean floor
I've given you my foot long in your hands
Spread your cheeks and open up your backdoor
Oh mommy, mommy your cunt is bleeding
Plagued upon your curse
Dreaming of families inbreeding
I came in a limo, I drove away in a hearse
For those who don't know about reality, I am your reality
When...
I have landed on your miserable planet Earth
I'd rather go back to Uranus
So i can consummate square heads birth
Bitter Poontang bleeds on your dusty tongue
My 600lb wife cracked open the ocean floor
I've given you my foot long in your hands
Spread your cheeks and open up your backdoor
Oh mommy, mommy your cunt is bleeding
Plagued upon your curse
Dreaming of families inbreeding
I came in a limo, I drove away in a hearse
For those who don't know about reality, I am your reality
When...
#birth
#dark
#dreams
#LifeCycle
#sex
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cabcool
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 11:08pm
4th Oct 2024 11:08pm
October Poems 2024 >> the golden earth
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 04
the golden earth
this island feasts upon the toils of men
in sweat-soaked denim slacks and khaki shirts,
who greet the dawn tide by the cattle pen,
arterial quests awaiting daylight flirts.
carbolic soap freshens the atmosphere,
black-coffee belches fouling it in turn,
with early swigs of intoxicant beer
hoarsing the palate with eye-blinking burn.
the golden earth plays havoc with their hands,
blisters and bruises humouring their touch;
for...
October 04
the golden earth
this island feasts upon the toils of men
in sweat-soaked denim slacks and khaki shirts,
who greet the dawn tide by the cattle pen,
arterial quests awaiting daylight flirts.
carbolic soap freshens the atmosphere,
black-coffee belches fouling it in turn,
with early swigs of intoxicant beer
hoarsing the palate with eye-blinking burn.
the golden earth plays havoc with their hands,
blisters and bruises humouring their touch;
for...
#birth
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
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oldmanG
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 9:56pm
4th Oct 2024 9:56pm
Within Me
I’m secure within me
But I’m scared at what I can’t see
When do you look into the future
Find some guidance from the past
This tree is gone old no longer gives life
Cut it down turn it into Biochar
Return this tree to the soil to give me
A new life out of one that died
So turn me into biochar when I no longer have a life
Give me back to the ground spread my nutrients all around
For I am secure within me my sins I wear on my sleeve
But I’m still scared at what I can’t see
But I’m scared at what I can’t see
When do you look into the future
Find some guidance from the past
This tree is gone old no longer gives life
Cut it down turn it into Biochar
Return this tree to the soil to give me
A new life out of one that died
So turn me into biochar when I no longer have a life
Give me back to the ground spread my nutrients all around
For I am secure within me my sins I wear on my sleeve
But I’m still scared at what I can’t see
#birth
#death
#fate #nature
#fate #nature
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oldmanG
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
Gravestone Baby
I’m a gravestone baby
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
#birth
#death
#motherhood #pregnancy
#motherhood #pregnancy
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Connotation
Poem Published
25th Sep 2024 3:13am
25th Sep 2024 3:13am
Fate in the Stars
Polarity principle.
Concentration envelops.
Oscillation and wavelength.
Vertical span.
Horizontal lineage.
Points of observation.
Direction folds.
Synchronous development.
Fascinating perception.
Dimension exponentiates.
Massive scales dwarf.
Miniscule details emerge.
Quantum inquisition.
Synergistic symbiosis.
Vast vantage.
Omnipresence fathomed.
Significant balance.
Magnetic paradigm.
Algorithm shifting.
Mysterious relativity.
Factors define.
Momentous progress. ...
Concentration envelops.
Oscillation and wavelength.
Vertical span.
Horizontal lineage.
Points of observation.
Direction folds.
Synchronous development.
Fascinating perception.
Dimension exponentiates.
Massive scales dwarf.
Miniscule details emerge.
Quantum inquisition.
Synergistic symbiosis.
Vast vantage.
Omnipresence fathomed.
Significant balance.
Magnetic paradigm.
Algorithm shifting.
Mysterious relativity.
Factors define.
Momentous progress. ...
#birth
#death
#earth
#stars
#universe
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toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2024 5:27pm
23rd Sep 2024 5:27pm
A Legacy
for my granddaughter Varley
I open my arms to receive you.
Cradling your tiny head,
I gently kiss the soft tufts of your hair.
A rush of sweetness envelops me.
Powder and lotion, long-buried memories
of holding such a delicate life in my hands.
Buried but not forgotten.
To hold you feels right;
to hold you feels like love and home
and Hope.
I marvel at your miniature fingers and toes,
how such a small thing
can make me want to live so much.
I burn silently with love and tenderness
for you.
You are...
I open my arms to receive you.
Cradling your tiny head,
I gently kiss the soft tufts of your hair.
A rush of sweetness envelops me.
Powder and lotion, long-buried memories
of holding such a delicate life in my hands.
Buried but not forgotten.
To hold you feels right;
to hold you feels like love and home
and Hope.
I marvel at your miniature fingers and toes,
how such a small thing
can make me want to live so much.
I burn silently with love and tenderness
for you.
You are...
#birth
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4 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 11:56am
12th Sep 2024 11:56am
Invitational
breathtaking sunrise
Nature’s glory on offer
a new beginning
Nature’s glory on offer
a new beginning
#birth
#inspirational
#LifeCycle
132 reads
16 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
28th Aug 2024 2:42pm
28th Aug 2024 2:42pm
Red Dress
Red dress
#birth
#death
#motherhood
311 reads
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oskar
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 12:33pm
27th Aug 2024 12:33pm
corruption
Corruption
I like winter evenings in Portugal
lit wood fire
my wife prepares the evening meal
On my way home one evening
a police officer stopped me
something about my headlight
I thought of offering him a bribe
but had no idea how to go about it
Police officers are not well-paid
and Christmas was coming up
I'm not a regular Don Corleone
The officer looked disappointed
the traffic fine is sent by post
I told my wife about this episode
the hairdresser in the village
had told her the officer shaves ...
I like winter evenings in Portugal
lit wood fire
my wife prepares the evening meal
On my way home one evening
a police officer stopped me
something about my headlight
I thought of offering him a bribe
but had no idea how to go about it
Police officers are not well-paid
and Christmas was coming up
I'm not a regular Don Corleone
The officer looked disappointed
the traffic fine is sent by post
I told my wife about this episode
the hairdresser in the village
had told her the officer shaves ...
#aging
#birth
#childhood
#dating
#LifeCycle
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oskar
Poem Published
24th Aug 2024 8:08pm
24th Aug 2024 8:08pm
Vale Paradiso
Vale Paradiso
The sea life is blueness caused by monotony
Formica tables and dirty fingernails
as the ship wanders between water vales
climbing to the top of mountainous berg
and sharply falling into a foamy brew
when the storm persists, knowing a small
mishap is fatal, there is nothing one can
do, but hoping the end will be quick
In my ignorance, I look at the map that
shows the oceans, which appear to be endless
will the ship ever reach Los Angeles
I think of Vale Paradiso, this cumbersome
will not make it that...
The sea life is blueness caused by monotony
Formica tables and dirty fingernails
as the ship wanders between water vales
climbing to the top of mountainous berg
and sharply falling into a foamy brew
when the storm persists, knowing a small
mishap is fatal, there is nothing one can
do, but hoping the end will be quick
In my ignorance, I look at the map that
shows the oceans, which appear to be endless
will the ship ever reach Los Angeles
I think of Vale Paradiso, this cumbersome
will not make it that...
#aging
#birth
#dating
#death
#fatherhood
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
21st Aug 2024 00:12am
21st Aug 2024 00:12am
Delusional is this is your world now
Is this what you want and need in your life? 🤔 FOR example I wonder why you people's, who are still living on the plantation like slaves, with a steel ball in chains. 🤨 Yet still not willing to admit that you keep being gas lighted by those who you believe within😞 THE FEW DEMOCRATS AND some members of the White House, and the governors and the crooked judges with crooked lawyers and people's being paid to say whatever they want you to say 🙊THE POWERS THAT BE are still apart of the UNTRUTH as well as time slowly keeps repeating, that olde style of...
#birth
#death
#epic
#funeral
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 1:04am
20th Aug 2024 1:04am
Drugs & babies don't mix
After a late night of partying
This one girl brings another girl and a guy back to her apartment
The girl wants to be kinky & have sex in her baby's crib
The girl forgot to have a babysitter watch the child when she went out
Their all high on meth
The ignorance & stupidity of this entire ordeal was that the 6 month old baby was still in the crib
The next morning the baby was dead
Apparently the baby was smothered to death
They all served time
The mother though was sentenced to life in prison
She had no remorse
She told family...
This one girl brings another girl and a guy back to her apartment
The girl wants to be kinky & have sex in her baby's crib
The girl forgot to have a babysitter watch the child when she went out
Their all high on meth
The ignorance & stupidity of this entire ordeal was that the 6 month old baby was still in the crib
The next morning the baby was dead
Apparently the baby was smothered to death
They all served time
The mother though was sentenced to life in prison
She had no remorse
She told family...
#birth
#drugs
#ignorance
#risk
#sex
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