Poems About Childhood Seeking Honest Critique
#childhood
Poems about childhood seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Fishmander
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 5:38pm
10th Jan 2025 5:38pm
Make Believe
I fall asleep in a spiral
Fetal, lucid like a bad dream
I fumble in this recital
Locked in a self-destructive scheme
Renegade in ways which matter
On waves: a suicidal fiend
I can taste and still feel hunger
Obfuscate, torn enough to bleed
Hopscotch in this sunset divide
A cataclysm at the seams
A pop-up meadow override
Three-in-a-row my enemies
Wake me up from my fantasies
Lay me to rest as casualty.
Fetal, lucid like a bad dream
I fumble in this recital
Locked in a self-destructive scheme
Renegade in ways which matter
On waves: a suicidal fiend
I can taste and still feel hunger
Obfuscate, torn enough to bleed
Hopscotch in this sunset divide
A cataclysm at the seams
A pop-up meadow override
Three-in-a-row my enemies
Wake me up from my fantasies
Lay me to rest as casualty.
#childhood
#dark
#dreams #SelfReflection
#dreams #SelfReflection
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buddhakitty
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 4:45am
10th Jan 2025 4:45am
when I was eight
my father courage started at
the neck of a bottle of vodka
and finished in its puck
I learned early in life that
what an alcohol fears most
is an empty well
he always said to me,
"Remember, you don't
have friends, only acquaintances.
you can't ever trust anyone."
RIGHT...
so I stopped trusting him
and life, although full of bullshit,
at times, has offered me enough
flowers to reap a garden or two
take that you drunken...
the neck of a bottle of vodka
and finished in its puck
I learned early in life that
what an alcohol fears most
is an empty well
he always said to me,
"Remember, you don't
have friends, only acquaintances.
you can't ever trust anyone."
RIGHT...
so I stopped trusting him
and life, although full of bullshit,
at times, has offered me enough
flowers to reap a garden or two
take that you drunken...
#childhood
#nostalgia
50 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 10:21am
8th Jan 2025 10:21am
Fire!
I slept and woke to pounding!
People outside screamed, "FIRE!"
We had no smoke detectors.
There were five of us in the house!!!
The smoke was thick.
Isn't that what usually kills people?
I was only 13. Mom was drunk.
The others...my siblings.
We had just moved in here.
Our Aunt had evicted us.
Jimmy was hiding in Florida.
We were dead broke!
Now we might be dead!
I don't remember the first fire...
When I was 2 months old.
Mom had left me alone.
Neighbors saved me.
Mom was...
People outside screamed, "FIRE!"
We had no smoke detectors.
There were five of us in the house!!!
The smoke was thick.
Isn't that what usually kills people?
I was only 13. Mom was drunk.
The others...my siblings.
We had just moved in here.
Our Aunt had evicted us.
Jimmy was hiding in Florida.
We were dead broke!
Now we might be dead!
I don't remember the first fire...
When I was 2 months old.
Mom had left me alone.
Neighbors saved me.
Mom was...
#childhood
#fire
55 reads
8 Comments
Koulouri
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 3:25am
4th Jan 2025 3:25am
Silly Cube
I bought a new stress ball,
my therapist recommended it.
I like how firm it is.
How the edges
of the soft cube
press into my palm.
You thought it was cool.
I remember how your eyes lit up.
I let you borrow it for a while,
just a little while.
Maybe an hour
or two.
And you returned it,
just like you said you would.
But it's different now.
Your hands are bigger than mine.
Your grip like steel,
as it was forged in the fierce battle of life.
My hands are not like yours. ...
my therapist recommended it.
I like how firm it is.
How the edges
of the soft cube
press into my palm.
You thought it was cool.
I remember how your eyes lit up.
I let you borrow it for a while,
just a little while.
Maybe an hour
or two.
And you returned it,
just like you said you would.
But it's different now.
Your hands are bigger than mine.
Your grip like steel,
as it was forged in the fierce battle of life.
My hands are not like yours. ...
#abuse
#childhood
#friendship #LifeChangingMoment
#friendship #LifeChangingMoment
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oldmanG
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 4:59pm
1st Jan 2025 4:59pm
Growiin up in Mayfair
Growin up in Mayfair
Growin up in Mayfair…
Mom worked hard daddy didn’t care
got caught stealin shit from Food Fair
cops took me to moms door
wasn’t her favorite anymore…..
Growing up in Mayfair
had no one to show me
Had a daddy who was job free
was a latchkey kid….
And…did what I fuckin did…
All I had was between my two ears
kept swimming in my own fears
Growin up in Mayfair
Mom worked hard …and daddy didn’t care
Remember being lost in the hall….
On my first day at...
Growin up in Mayfair…
Mom worked hard daddy didn’t care
got caught stealin shit from Food Fair
cops took me to moms door
wasn’t her favorite anymore…..
Growing up in Mayfair
had no one to show me
Had a daddy who was job free
was a latchkey kid….
And…did what I fuckin did…
All I had was between my two ears
kept swimming in my own fears
Growin up in Mayfair
Mom worked hard …and daddy didn’t care
Remember being lost in the hall….
On my first day at...
#childhood
#dreams
#father
#mother
#music
47 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 7:24am
24th Dec 2024 7:24am
Cereal Rapist
#abuse
#childhood
#hate
39 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 12:49pm
23rd Dec 2024 12:49pm
The Rotten Seed
The '60s were so long ago.
I see you crying on the stage.
The truth at last we came to know
that violence can only grow,
a rotten seed that fathers sow
and whose dark fruits they gage.
The '60s were so long ago.
I see you crying on the stage.
But love can manifest with age,
forgiveness joins the high and low.
You spoke, with tears anew confession's wage,
about when you were beaten in a rage
by some sadistic schoolmaster on stage...
Before your peers, in assembly, on show.
But love can manifest with age, ...
I see you crying on the stage.
The truth at last we came to know
that violence can only grow,
a rotten seed that fathers sow
and whose dark fruits they gage.
The '60s were so long ago.
I see you crying on the stage.
But love can manifest with age,
forgiveness joins the high and low.
You spoke, with tears anew confession's wage,
about when you were beaten in a rage
by some sadistic schoolmaster on stage...
Before your peers, in assembly, on show.
But love can manifest with age, ...
#abuse
#childhood
#fatherhood #memories
#fatherhood #memories
88 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 4:46am
18th Dec 2024 4:46am
Estrella is a Star
She's the first one on the dance floor.
The only one.
Fine.
More room for her to shine.
Estrella doesn't test the water of the thudding beat.
She stomps right into it.
Owning the ocean.
Letting no wave stop her
Swimming so strong she could reach a distant shore.
Her confidence a beacon,
others are lured to the dance space.
They giggle.
Look to each other for what to do.
It will take them years -if ever- to figure out
What Estrella was born knowing.
I hope Estrella always remembers ...
The only one.
Fine.
More room for her to shine.
Estrella doesn't test the water of the thudding beat.
She stomps right into it.
Owning the ocean.
Letting no wave stop her
Swimming so strong she could reach a distant shore.
Her confidence a beacon,
others are lured to the dance space.
They giggle.
Look to each other for what to do.
It will take them years -if ever- to figure out
What Estrella was born knowing.
I hope Estrella always remembers ...
#childhood
#courage
#dance
103 reads
10 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 8:04pm
15th Dec 2024 8:04pm
Gobble up payback!
You disgust me. I loathe you.
You never thought you'd
see me again. We both knew
you'd never touch me again.
You can't move your arms.
You can't scream for help.
Does that remind you of
what you used to do to me?
The last time...
Do you remember what
disgusting part of you
you shoved in my mouth?
I'll never forget that...
and you'll never forget this!
You will eat SHIT and live!
At least another month they say.
I've had to live years with
what you and others did to me!
And I...
You never thought you'd
see me again. We both knew
you'd never touch me again.
You can't move your arms.
You can't scream for help.
Does that remind you of
what you used to do to me?
The last time...
Do you remember what
disgusting part of you
you shoved in my mouth?
I'll never forget that...
and you'll never forget this!
You will eat SHIT and live!
At least another month they say.
I've had to live years with
what you and others did to me!
And I...
#childhood
#evil
#family
#food
#horror
76 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 4:40pm
14th Dec 2024 4:40pm
Saturday Mornings...
#abuse
#childhood
#evil
34 reads
1 Comment
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 9:38pm
13th Dec 2024 9:38pm
Fall Car Ride
#childhood
#orgasm
#sexy
215 reads
5 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 5:06am
11th Dec 2024 5:06am
Bobbi Wilson
Bobbi Wilson
9 yr old environmentalist
Tryin to control and spray the lantern flys
Doing her part with help from Tik tok
Made up a mix to get rid of them
Dish soap n apple vinegar
Sprayed on the trees and sidewalk
Now this is where the bigotry seeps in
Man calls 911 said some little black woman
Was causing a stir
Said he doesn’t know what hell she’s doing
Scares him though
Mom went to a council hearing
Said she doesn’t want to label
But she’s black and a mom
Wants to share point of view
Man...
9 yr old environmentalist
Tryin to control and spray the lantern flys
Doing her part with help from Tik tok
Made up a mix to get rid of them
Dish soap n apple vinegar
Sprayed on the trees and sidewalk
Now this is where the bigotry seeps in
Man calls 911 said some little black woman
Was causing a stir
Said he doesn’t know what hell she’s doing
Scares him though
Mom went to a council hearing
Said she doesn’t want to label
But she’s black and a mom
Wants to share point of view
Man...
#childhood
#environment
#heroic #racism
#heroic #racism
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DU Poetry : Poems About Childhood Seeking Honest Critique
