Birthday Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#birthday
randyjohnson
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 3:01pm
2nd Aug 2024 3:01pm
Happy Birthday, Mom - Part XII
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.
When your life ended, people were sure to be misty-eyed.
If you were still alive, I'd be spending your birthday with you.
When I say that you had love and respect, it is certainly true.
If you hadn't died, today you would be eating your birthday cake.
When I found you dead, it was almost too much for me to take.
Your death was upsetting, painful and very hard for me to face. ...
If you hadn't died, today you would've turned 76 years old.
I learned that you were terminal shortly before you died.
When your life ended, people were sure to be misty-eyed.
If you were still alive, I'd be spending your birthday with you.
When I say that you had love and respect, it is certainly true.
If you hadn't died, today you would be eating your birthday cake.
When I found you dead, it was almost too much for me to take.
Your death was upsetting, painful and very hard for me to face. ...
#birthday
#death
#mother #nonfiction
#mother #nonfiction
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Nixprty
Poem Published
10th May 2024 2:55pm
10th May 2024 2:55pm
Another Year
The passing of time is terrifying,
It’s too fast and rushing at me,
Rushing past me.
But today,
in a still and beautiful silence,
It is celebrated.
Happy birthday to me.
It’s too fast and rushing at me,
Rushing past me.
But today,
in a still and beautiful silence,
It is celebrated.
Happy birthday to me.
#birthday
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dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 6:29pm
9th Apr 2024 6:29pm
on my birthday...
my clitoris started singing a birthday song
his hard cock was staring at me
N the sky lit up with an explosion...
his hard cock was staring at me
N the sky lit up with an explosion...
#sex
#erotic
#birthday
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27 Comments
Kii_Ahn
Poem Published
15th Mar 2024 5:40pm
15th Mar 2024 5:40pm
holographic cupcake
It is my 100th birthday
we're on some flying saucer
somewhere
supposedly
celebrating my birthday as I swipe
my fork at my holographic cupcake.
Fuck this.
we're on some flying saucer
somewhere
supposedly
celebrating my birthday as I swipe
my fork at my holographic cupcake.
Fuck this.
#birthday
#scifi
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12 Comments
moony_
Poem Published
7th Feb 2024 2:12pm
7th Feb 2024 2:12pm
SOAR
So many years
So many months
Weeks
Days
Of struggle, trauma, addiction
I never thought I would make it to this age
17
Time to fucking fly
So many months
Weeks
Days
Of struggle, trauma, addiction
I never thought I would make it to this age
17
Time to fucking fly
#strength
#teens
#birthday
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4 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
5th Feb 2024 12:01pm
5th Feb 2024 12:01pm
Fit For A Queen
#birthday
#lover
#sexy #passion
#sexy #passion
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Secret_poet
Poem Published
28th Dec 2023 3:22pm
28th Dec 2023 3:22pm
Seven days until heartache
Seven days from now, it'll be here
A day of heartache, a day of tears
The anniversary of a broken heart
A wound that never truly departs
We should be celebrating, your first year
With cakes and candles, laughter and cheer
But instead, we're left with empty hands
And memories of you, only in our plans
We should be singing, happy birthday songs
But instead, we're left with mournful songs
Of what could have been, what should have been
But fate had a different plan, it seems
We should be blowing out candles, making...
A day of heartache, a day of tears
The anniversary of a broken heart
A wound that never truly departs
We should be celebrating, your first year
With cakes and candles, laughter and cheer
But instead, we're left with empty hands
And memories of you, only in our plans
We should be singing, happy birthday songs
But instead, we're left with mournful songs
Of what could have been, what should have been
But fate had a different plan, it seems
We should be blowing out candles, making...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken
#death
#birthday
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Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2023 11:38pm
23rd Oct 2023 11:38pm
It was my Birthday
In this kaleidoscope of vibrant hues
a season of transformation as autumn
the keen eye beholds what others may miss
revealing truths that the heart cannot ignore
Memories flow like ethereal apparitions
as my mind ascends to distant memories
unraveling the depths of my existence
engulfed in waves lost in a sea of thoughts
No solace found its a distant shore
only frigid waters icy to the core
fire burns within while ice caresses my skin
haunted dreams persist pushing away peace
the candles on the cake burns ...
a season of transformation as autumn
the keen eye beholds what others may miss
revealing truths that the heart cannot ignore
Memories flow like ethereal apparitions
as my mind ascends to distant memories
unraveling the depths of my existence
engulfed in waves lost in a sea of thoughts
No solace found its a distant shore
only frigid waters icy to the core
fire burns within while ice caresses my skin
haunted dreams persist pushing away peace
the candles on the cake burns ...
#birthday
#SelfReflection
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oskar
Poem Published
4th Aug 2023 9:25am
4th Aug 2023 9:25am
Pope Frances
Pope Frances
It is a warm sunny day in Lisbon, the pope sits atop of
Mercedes Jeep, he looks like an easy target for assassins
Men in black suits and open jackets hurry alongside the jeep
except for one lifeguard, who wears a gray suit his black suit
is still at the cleaners
The pope is heading for the big park, along the route
There are thousands of young people, waving flags from many nations
Russian flag, Ukrainian banner, it is all here, except perhaps
the Israeli flag, I assume there are no catholic Jews.
Where the road narrows...
It is a warm sunny day in Lisbon, the pope sits atop of
Mercedes Jeep, he looks like an easy target for assassins
Men in black suits and open jackets hurry alongside the jeep
except for one lifeguard, who wears a gray suit his black suit
is still at the cleaners
The pope is heading for the big park, along the route
There are thousands of young people, waving flags from many nations
Russian flag, Ukrainian banner, it is all here, except perhaps
the Israeli flag, I assume there are no catholic Jews.
Where the road narrows...
#birth
#marriage
#birthday
#anniversary
#funeral
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2023 5:05pm
2nd Aug 2023 5:05pm
Happy Birthday, Mom - Part XI
You were born on August the 2nd of 1948.
Your death was sad and hard to contemplate.
Today would've been your birthday but you didn't survive.
If you hadn't died, today you would've turned seventy-five.
Your death was a very painful thing that I was forced to experience.
It was hard to accept your demise because it ended your existence.
You gave money to the homeless because you loved to give.
You were the greatest mother on the planet while you lived.
It was so sad to learn that you were going to die.
And it was very painful when I had...
Your death was sad and hard to contemplate.
Today would've been your birthday but you didn't survive.
If you hadn't died, today you would've turned seventy-five.
Your death was a very painful thing that I was forced to experience.
It was hard to accept your demise because it ended your existence.
You gave money to the homeless because you loved to give.
You were the greatest mother on the planet while you lived.
It was so sad to learn that you were going to die.
And it was very painful when I had...
#mother
#death
#birthday #nonfiction
#birthday #nonfiction
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
28th Jul 2023 6:14pm
28th Jul 2023 6:14pm
Papaw's 100th Birthday
He was my papaw and he was my father's dad.
When he died in 1994, it was both tragic and sad.
If Papaw had survived, he would be celebrating his birthday.
If he hadn't died, he would've become 100 years old today.
He was born on July the 28th of 1923.
Today he would've lived for a century.
When Papaw took some medication, he became very sick.
He died six days after his birthday because he was allergic.
Dad was hurt by Papaw's death and so was I.
It's always painful to learn that a grandparent is going to die.
When he died in 1994, it was both tragic and sad.
If Papaw had survived, he would be celebrating his birthday.
If he hadn't died, he would've become 100 years old today.
He was born on July the 28th of 1923.
Today he would've lived for a century.
When Papaw took some medication, he became very sick.
He died six days after his birthday because he was allergic.
Dad was hurt by Papaw's death and so was I.
It's always painful to learn that a grandparent is going to die.
#family
#death
#birthday #nonfiction
#birthday #nonfiction
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tell_me_wy
Poem Published
17th Jul 2023 6:13am
17th Jul 2023 6:13am
Birth
Her eyes well,
But with mirth,
At this great treasure
Of utmost worth.
But with mirth,
At this great treasure
Of utmost worth.
#birthday
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