Poems About Birth Seeking Honest Critique
#birth
Poems about birth seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 1:10pm
5th Mar 2025 1:10pm
It's not my problem, it's yours
#anxiety
#birth
#choices
#regret
#sex
30 reads
15 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 4:54pm
4th Mar 2025 4:54pm
Before Silence Broke
warm hush enclosing,
rivers curl in soundless dark,
pulse a distant drum.
veiled in breathless deep,
slow tide cradles coiled spirit,
time sleeps without name.
fingers form in dusk,
soft unspoken murmurs bloom,
language not yet born.
heartbeat’s lullaby,
whispers stitch the quiet sea,
floating in the hush.
then the hush shatters,
light carves through the trembling void,
silence comes undone.
rivers curl in soundless dark,
pulse a distant drum.
veiled in breathless deep,
slow tide cradles coiled spirit,
time sleeps without name.
fingers form in dusk,
soft unspoken murmurs bloom,
language not yet born.
heartbeat’s lullaby,
whispers stitch the quiet sea,
floating in the hush.
then the hush shatters,
light carves through the trembling void,
silence comes undone.
#birth
#LifeChangingMoment
26 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 9:51pm
9th Feb 2025 9:51pm
Ring of life & death
He's showed his kid numerous times a video of him and the kid's mother fucking on the night the kid was conceived
He would then show the kid a video of the child's mother giving birth to him
Years later, the kid showed his kid a video of himself shooting his father in the head with a shotgun
He would then show the kid a video of the child's mother giving birth to him
Years later, the kid showed his kid a video of himself shooting his father in the head with a shotgun
#birth
#children
#father
#memories
#sex
98 reads
6 Comments
Deadsorrow78
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 9:42pm
2nd Feb 2025 9:42pm
Island of Sarpedon
Philosophical passions of pleasure, wanting to place the thoughts of sheer beauty blessed by Aphrodite herself upon pages for all of time to see.
With a radiant smile as bright as the Sun Apollo sits upon.
Incantaion of a silent soul, born from the blood of Medusa on the Island of Sarpedon. Then placed upon Pegasus back by Stheno and Euryale to be sent away.
In search of a Earthly Goddess with Celestial eyes, and a body that moves like fire. The one that spread her wings and flew down from Mount Olympus to walk amongst the mortals.
Absorbing the philosophy of the sounds of...
With a radiant smile as bright as the Sun Apollo sits upon.
Incantaion of a silent soul, born from the blood of Medusa on the Island of Sarpedon. Then placed upon Pegasus back by Stheno and Euryale to be sent away.
In search of a Earthly Goddess with Celestial eyes, and a body that moves like fire. The one that spread her wings and flew down from Mount Olympus to walk amongst the mortals.
Absorbing the philosophy of the sounds of...
#birth
#dark
38 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 7:34pm
21st Jan 2025 7:34pm
You're child is hideous!
How many out there do we see
In someone's presence that has VD
You got pregnant, had a child
Your baby looks cursed, should be exiled
Your parents were fucked up most of their youth
Their liberal or redneck ideas, born with no couth
Idiocy doesn't fall far from your tree
Your mongoloid child is quite ugly!
Ugly parents shouldn't have kids
Don't need formula or some wooden crib
No sex to create a child, it's only for pleasure
I'll take that statement to the grave, for always & forever
In someone's presence that has VD
You got pregnant, had a child
Your baby looks cursed, should be exiled
Your parents were fucked up most of their youth
Their liberal or redneck ideas, born with no couth
Idiocy doesn't fall far from your tree
Your mongoloid child is quite ugly!
Ugly parents shouldn't have kids
Don't need formula or some wooden crib
No sex to create a child, it's only for pleasure
I'll take that statement to the grave, for always & forever
#birth
#devil
#hate
#parent
#satirical
79 reads
6 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 00:10am
1st Jan 2025 00:10am
Tomorrow is not Promised
You hope you wake up this morning
But today is not promised to us
So if you wake up live balls out
Because you never know where it ends
Twist and turn as the blue marble spins around
Your tiny apartment in queens
You’re living out life because you can breathe
And you’re not pushing up petals
So give it all you’ve got you can’t take it with you
Live every second like it’s you’re last breath
Because tomorrow is not promised
You lay your head down and hope you get up
For tomorrow is not...
But today is not promised to us
So if you wake up live balls out
Because you never know where it ends
Twist and turn as the blue marble spins around
Your tiny apartment in queens
You’re living out life because you can breathe
And you’re not pushing up petals
So give it all you’ve got you can’t take it with you
Live every second like it’s you’re last breath
Because tomorrow is not promised
You lay your head down and hope you get up
For tomorrow is not...
#birth
#death
58 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 2:58pm
30th Dec 2024 2:58pm
~journaling the micro mosaics of One’s interstellar journey
like the spread open
tiny citrussy vesicular
succulences.. afloat
they are.. the plasmic sacs..
as aerial liquescing
mosaics, in a blinding
bright lighted up
efflorescence..
[just when, rings aloud
the palindromic drums
11:11.. as quadrupling
Ones.. ever feels them
as the foundational
gargantuan pillars.. of
anything & everything
(they say, at least four
needs to be around.. for
a seamless carriage, of
one’s coffin.. in some
palanquin dignity.. as...
tiny citrussy vesicular
succulences.. afloat
they are.. the plasmic sacs..
as aerial liquescing
mosaics, in a blinding
bright lighted up
efflorescence..
[just when, rings aloud
the palindromic drums
11:11.. as quadrupling
Ones.. ever feels them
as the foundational
gargantuan pillars.. of
anything & everything
(they say, at least four
needs to be around.. for
a seamless carriage, of
one’s coffin.. in some
palanquin dignity.. as...
#birth
#dark
#love
#spiritual
#StreamOfConsciousness
137 reads
6 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
21st Dec 2024 4:07pm
21st Dec 2024 4:07pm
~many embryonic sleeps.. in love
Viz: sleep
#love
#sleep
#birth
#death
#meditation
110 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 9:50am
1st Dec 2024 9:50am
~ffff~ b i r d
viz ~ffff~ b i r d
#birth
#death
#freedom
#metaphor
#spiritual
230 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 11:30am
23rd Nov 2024 11:30am
Flying High
She has a problem
She worships drugs
She has a boyfriend who is a dealer & user
She just recently gave birth to a baby girl
They live in this crack house that you wouldn't send your worst enemy to live in
Filth, roaches, fleas, violence, and death are in the air daily
They had no food or clean water
Always had money though for the hard stuff
Her baby was suffering with medical issues
She couldn't take care of herself, how was she caring for a newborn
One drug induced night, she believed she was the messiah and her boyfriend was a demon in...
She worships drugs
She has a boyfriend who is a dealer & user
She just recently gave birth to a baby girl
They live in this crack house that you wouldn't send your worst enemy to live in
Filth, roaches, fleas, violence, and death are in the air daily
They had no food or clean water
Always had money though for the hard stuff
Her baby was suffering with medical issues
She couldn't take care of herself, how was she caring for a newborn
One drug induced night, she believed she was the messiah and her boyfriend was a demon in...
#abuse
#addiction
#birth
#death
#drugs
197 reads
14 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 2:51pm
21st Nov 2024 2:51pm
My Mother's Poem
I came here as a Sunday morning,
too quickly
for your sleeping doctor to rise in time.
Your younger sister caught me,
in bare palms,
and you both laughed through awed tears.
She loves to tell that story, her
unpracticed hands
enough shield and cradle for two.
I do not ever ask where my father is,
or when he arrives to hold us both
because I also inherited our
hourglass wounds
from carrying a wedding bouquet
of someone else’s pain to my body.
And so if they want to leave, I let them
leave.
Mother,...
too quickly
for your sleeping doctor to rise in time.
Your younger sister caught me,
in bare palms,
and you both laughed through awed tears.
She loves to tell that story, her
unpracticed hands
enough shield and cradle for two.
I do not ever ask where my father is,
or when he arrives to hold us both
because I also inherited our
hourglass wounds
from carrying a wedding bouquet
of someone else’s pain to my body.
And so if they want to leave, I let them
leave.
Mother,...
#birth
#family
#healing
#love
#mother
123 reads
1 Comment
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 00:27am
19th Nov 2024 00:27am
What do you think
WE are still going through the same situations now, that has been created by us and the government, by the form of pure separation, as if enough is not enough to continue. TO stand and tolerate the deepness of our the hurt and pain, that seems to be able to keep us occupied with the nonsense. Along with drama and destruction of massive form of real separation. 🤨Against you and me as a family, for the togetherness of real value of ourselves. FROM the past few years. When we had the family, structure of rebuilding our lives. For how many of us remember, what it was like when we stood...
#birth
#childhood
#fatherhood
#LifeCycle
#motherhood
85 reads
0 Comments
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