Poems About Birth Seeking Honest Critique
#birth
Poems about birth seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Long live the jellyfish
In the brine of forgotten ages,
Drift the jellyfish, translucent and eternal,
their bodies pulsing with borrowed light,
a dance of impermanence.
We mere mortals envy your secret pact,
to give up persecution for eternity,
and embrace the abyss of oblivion,
where memories dissolve like salt in water.
Let us grant them our coveted gift:
Immortality, wrapped in gelatinous grace,
while we, the fleeting sparks of existence,
dive headlong into the oblivious void.
For what is human life but a flash,
a phosphorescent...
Drift the jellyfish, translucent and eternal,
their bodies pulsing with borrowed light,
a dance of impermanence.
We mere mortals envy your secret pact,
to give up persecution for eternity,
and embrace the abyss of oblivion,
where memories dissolve like salt in water.
Let us grant them our coveted gift:
Immortality, wrapped in gelatinous grace,
while we, the fleeting sparks of existence,
dive headlong into the oblivious void.
For what is human life but a flash,
a phosphorescent...
#birth
#death
#nature
#rebirth
#LifeCycle
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Wild Mother
My roots grow deeper
Into soil I never intended to plant myself.
My dandelion seed settled
As a weed growing into a wish
Broken into pieces by a child
To begin the journey again.
Into soil I never intended to plant myself.
My dandelion seed settled
As a weed growing into a wish
Broken into pieces by a child
To begin the journey again.
#birth
#motherhood
#childhood
#learning
#PersonalGrowth
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Sea and tea and butter.
Once upon
A time fisherman
Went to sea
In West
After sailing
Miles
He grabbed a
Fish
And roasted
And ate it.
Then he the storm
Arose
He couldn't
Catch the boat.
He cried because
His goat at home
Was alone.
He hurricaned
The season
And swam across
The other side.
Letters to...
A time fisherman
Went to sea
In West
After sailing
Miles
He grabbed a
Fish
And roasted
And ate it.
Then he the storm
Arose
He couldn't
Catch the boat.
He cried because
His goat at home
Was alone.
He hurricaned
The season
And swam across
The other side.
Letters to...
#mother
#father
#birth #fatherhood
#birth #fatherhood
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Life Seen Through A Window
My window is a vision
a doorstep away
I gently gaze out,
see tomorrows & today
Across the street,
their young family resides
Man, woman, child
hiding their family inside
One day the woman
birthed a new baby boy
Expressions were clear,
completely filled, overjoyed
Weeks turned to months,
I've watched as he's grown
only made possible,
as I work now from home
Infant to toddler,
the little one now walks
windows were open
amazed how he talks
He...
a doorstep away
I gently gaze out,
see tomorrows & today
Across the street,
their young family resides
Man, woman, child
hiding their family inside
One day the woman
birthed a new baby boy
Expressions were clear,
completely filled, overjoyed
Weeks turned to months,
I've watched as he's grown
only made possible,
as I work now from home
Infant to toddler,
the little one now walks
windows were open
amazed how he talks
He...
#happiness
#birth
#childhood
#home
#uplifting
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15 Comments
A farmer's saplings.
A wooden plank
On which he once
Sat reading newspaper
Going to fish market
To bring freshman
Hilsa in the
Wales of cold
With ID card
Of a post man.
With coffee break
Of his friends.
Handing a new
News of red Dracula.
And grappling a toffee
On way to water
A saplings
Of nest and grest
In wild woods in ant.
On which he once
Sat reading newspaper
Going to fish market
To bring freshman
Hilsa in the
Wales of cold
With ID card
Of a post man.
With coffee break
Of his friends.
Handing a new
News of red Dracula.
And grappling a toffee
On way to water
A saplings
Of nest and grest
In wild woods in ant.
#birth
#marriage
#anniversary #menstruation
#anniversary #menstruation
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a song for the day. a song for the night
time
neither friend
nor foe
time is the orchestra
accompanying our
concerto we play
through
life
moving like water
flowing downstream
gaining momentum
through the
force of
life
billions upon billions
of lives
each looking
searching
desperately holding
on by the thinnest
of threads to;
an improbable
dream
a wasted
hope
an...
neither friend
nor foe
time is the orchestra
accompanying our
concerto we play
through
life
moving like water
flowing downstream
gaining momentum
through the
force of
life
billions upon billions
of lives
each looking
searching
desperately holding
on by the thinnest
of threads to;
an improbable
dream
a wasted
hope
an...
#birth
#death
#fate #aging
#fate #aging
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Love, birth, life,..., death
It all starts with your senses,
Lust or love at first sight, the tadpole has to go,
Eyes never lie, so powerful to make you fly,
Strong enough to shovel a bell in place of your heart.
Running back and forth in the mud,
Randomness makes the wanderers mad,
Spilling seed up and down, here and there,
Reserving your soul for the one right there.
Give, take the parts of your whole,
Share the energies to make the whole,
Creation is the power of the gods,
From love, energy that runs the world.
Pure heart and...
Lust or love at first sight, the tadpole has to go,
Eyes never lie, so powerful to make you fly,
Strong enough to shovel a bell in place of your heart.
Running back and forth in the mud,
Randomness makes the wanderers mad,
Spilling seed up and down, here and there,
Reserving your soul for the one right there.
Give, take the parts of your whole,
Share the energies to make the whole,
Creation is the power of the gods,
From love, energy that runs the world.
Pure heart and...
#birth
#relationships
#childhood
#death
#nostalgia
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Starstruck
We came alone
we go alone
our bodies are but flesh and bone
though spirits soar on high
the things of scant importance
are the things we leave behind
Yet at times I wonder
if a whiskey bottle's up there
waiting in the sky
a girl or two
a naughty puff
a newborn baby's cry
the finer things
pure wedding rings
old films that made us sigh
and all the trappings of a life
we dearly love and cherish
those timeless starstruck memories
let's hope that they don't perish
we go alone
our bodies are but flesh and bone
though spirits soar on high
the things of scant importance
are the things we leave behind
Yet at times I wonder
if a whiskey bottle's up there
waiting in the sky
a girl or two
a naughty puff
a newborn baby's cry
the finer things
pure wedding rings
old films that made us sigh
and all the trappings of a life
we dearly love and cherish
those timeless starstruck memories
let's hope that they don't perish
#birth
#death
#memories
#unicorns
#LifeCycle
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Chaos
Chaos is many things
it can be a void of nothingness
Or two entities
with two different perspectives
that clash and
create confusion or creation
After this chaos I am reminded and can
Not help to compare
this situation to a nuclear bomb
Going off
I feel as though
our forces caused me
to die physically and spiritually
and resurrect me
like a phoenix from the ashes
Truthfully I’m not pleased with the results
What’s the point
everything in this world is vanity
The pass...
it can be a void of nothingness
Or two entities
with two different perspectives
that clash and
create confusion or creation
After this chaos I am reminded and can
Not help to compare
this situation to a nuclear bomb
Going off
I feel as though
our forces caused me
to die physically and spiritually
and resurrect me
like a phoenix from the ashes
Truthfully I’m not pleased with the results
What’s the point
everything in this world is vanity
The pass...
#birth
#death
#fate
#aging
#LookingForLove
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2 Comments
Mother .
My 1 at Nan named aani.
Past.
Present -TukTuk Rudra.
Past.
Present -TukTuk Rudra.
#mother
#birth
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0 Comments
Juancho
In your sleeping phase,
I could do nothing but gaze.
With your mother by your side,
and here i watch you from a diffent land.
I softly utter your name in whispers
Can you hear me i wonder?
I stare and carress you in your picture.
Can you feel my touch across this thin line of paper?
You haven't tasted this yet,
as love poured unto you undeniably
How does it feel to be in limitless dreams?
Enjoy them i say as they diminish eventually.
In time, you'll learn to fight
with your mom and dad,
with your brothers...
I could do nothing but gaze.
With your mother by your side,
and here i watch you from a diffent land.
I softly utter your name in whispers
Can you hear me i wonder?
I stare and carress you in your picture.
Can you feel my touch across this thin line of paper?
You haven't tasted this yet,
as love poured unto you undeniably
How does it feel to be in limitless dreams?
Enjoy them i say as they diminish eventually.
In time, you'll learn to fight
with your mom and dad,
with your brothers...
#love
#birth
#childhood
#family
#motivational
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1 Comment
My Oracle Sacred Rites Of The Placenta (Part I of Part II)
Unto life that has been given unto the womb, a sacred connection between the divine, intermission of growth and development from embryo to a fetus, to the deliverance of man child or woman child into the enlightenment from the mythical of passage from the Heavens to Earth, in exile from the darkness unto the light of Eve’s disobedience manifested by life and death.
I will ask level-minded intellects a question, what are the gifts we get from the universe, when we are without guidance, blind eyes as looking through the world with the innocent of a childlike’s perceptions.
...
I will ask level-minded intellects a question, what are the gifts we get from the universe, when we are without guidance, blind eyes as looking through the world with the innocent of a childlike’s perceptions.
...
#birth
#motherhood
#feminism #philosophical
#feminism #philosophical
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DU Poetry : Poems About Birth Seeking Honest Critique