Popular Poems About Childhood
#childhood
Popular poems about childhood. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
KristinaX
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 10:00pm
14th Feb 2025 10:00pm
Like I Was Never Touched
There are things I don’t say.
Things I press down so deep,
they never had a voice—
only suffering,
only pain.
My body was never mine, not really.
Hands took it before I even knew how to feel.
Before I could understand the perversion,
before I understood the way a soul can fracture
and still keep moving.
I have been taken so many times,
I stopped believing there was anything left to keep.
I have been seen, but never known.
Touched, but never held.
Wanted so...
Things I press down so deep,
they never had a voice—
only suffering,
only pain.
My body was never mine, not really.
Hands took it before I even knew how to feel.
Before I could understand the perversion,
before I understood the way a soul can fracture
and still keep moving.
I have been taken so many times,
I stopped believing there was anything left to keep.
I have been seen, but never known.
Touched, but never held.
Wanted so...
#abuse
#love
#romantic
#suffering
#childhood
537 reads
65 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 2:17pm
22nd Feb 2025 2:17pm
treetop drops
as wind whispers
of yesterdays best forgotten
mind recoils
clutching...
at the delicate branches
...of survival
remembrance is a bitch
fingernails down window panes
...the pain...
of lullabies gone awry
& when that bough broke
it was one helluva fall
~~~
~~
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of yesterdays best forgotten
mind recoils
clutching...
at the delicate branches
...of survival
remembrance is a bitch
fingernails down window panes
...the pain...
of lullabies gone awry
& when that bough broke
it was one helluva fall
~~~
~~
~
#abuse
#childhood
#confessional #memories
#confessional #memories
194 reads
14 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 5:16am
22nd Feb 2025 5:16am
the weight of your legacy
my reflection holds a warnin
your face thru mine
a bloodline’s violent song
features cut into jagged scars
of inheritance
the steinway bears witness
to lessons of impact
how ribcages sing out
when struck just right
between wrong notes
I sign papers with reluctance
your name fadin into mine
crimson risin beneath skin
bleedin out onto dotted lines
so many nights I wake
to find my hands
curled into shapes
that speak with your tongue
and I swear if I could just recall
which...
your face thru mine
a bloodline’s violent song
features cut into jagged scars
of inheritance
the steinway bears witness
to lessons of impact
how ribcages sing out
when struck just right
between wrong notes
I sign papers with reluctance
your name fadin into mine
crimson risin beneath skin
bleedin out onto dotted lines
so many nights I wake
to find my hands
curled into shapes
that speak with your tongue
and I swear if I could just recall
which...
#childhood
#father
#violence
150 reads
10 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 10:02pm
26th Feb 2025 10:02pm
sparkly unicorn boy
I'm the mother
of a sparkly unicorn child
most days he wakes up
with a giggle on his lips
and asks for tickles
He dresses
like a rainbow exploded
and fell into the shape of clothes
over his body
I don't always tell everyone
he's a boy
so if they make gender assumptions
I generally let it slide
I don't know what opinion
a random Uber driver
or parent at the park
might have about
a sparkly unicorn boy
and how their own biases
might fight to dim his spark
Even...
of a sparkly unicorn child
most days he wakes up
with a giggle on his lips
and asks for tickles
He dresses
like a rainbow exploded
and fell into the shape of clothes
over his body
I don't always tell everyone
he's a boy
so if they make gender assumptions
I generally let it slide
I don't know what opinion
a random Uber driver
or parent at the park
might have about
a sparkly unicorn boy
and how their own biases
might fight to dim his spark
Even...
#childhood
#children
#happiness
#identity
#love
121 reads
5 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 3:06pm
3rd Mar 2025 3:06pm
blanket
blanket,
lay closer
to me,
hold me,
protect me
from
the barking
cold
as if
someone
would protect
a child
from a
savage dog
that would
choose
to do
some
discomfort
or harm.
lay closer
to me,
hold me,
protect me
from
the barking
cold
as if
someone
would protect
a child
from a
savage dog
that would
choose
to do
some
discomfort
or harm.
#childhood
#sleep
#suffering
123 reads
8 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 2:41pm
21st Feb 2025 2:41pm
History
As I woke, my eyes came to rest
on my lover’s penis lying limp and at ease.
I thought of its history with this man’s life.
They’d been together 34 years and he’d
handled it daily from the time his hands
began to explore his body.
It had known many women and now me as well.
I wondered what they were like,
what pleasure had they found in Shawn
as he moved through his youth and then adulthood.
In the morning light, his penis was a dark shadow,
reminding me of the first time
I was confronted with my father’s ...
on my lover’s penis lying limp and at ease.
I thought of its history with this man’s life.
They’d been together 34 years and he’d
handled it daily from the time his hands
began to explore his body.
It had known many women and now me as well.
I wondered what they were like,
what pleasure had they found in Shawn
as he moved through his youth and then adulthood.
In the morning light, his penis was a dark shadow,
reminding me of the first time
I was confronted with my father’s ...
#childhood
#father
#morality #sex
#morality #sex
190 reads
3 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:20pm
Yesterday 10:20pm
stay safe
my sincerity bleeds honesty
my fragility answers you
from hurt spatter, I talk to you
emerging is vulnerability
my thoughts are turning
and I speak in whispers with a soft voice
this is who I am
truth be told I hid myself away
but you noticed me, didn't you?
me with sparklers in my hands
a child who never grew
lost in neverland
abandoned in the dark
with thoughts, I made it to safety
not knowing what happened in the dark
my mind never lets me see through the haze
don't tell me what...
my fragility answers you
from hurt spatter, I talk to you
emerging is vulnerability
my thoughts are turning
and I speak in whispers with a soft voice
this is who I am
truth be told I hid myself away
but you noticed me, didn't you?
me with sparklers in my hands
a child who never grew
lost in neverland
abandoned in the dark
with thoughts, I made it to safety
not knowing what happened in the dark
my mind never lets me see through the haze
don't tell me what...
#childhood
#dark
#memories
52 reads
8 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
20th Mar 2025 11:25pm
20th Mar 2025 11:25pm
a little bit of magick
My son begged me
to buy him a wand
and was so disappointed
when he realised
he couldn't do real magic
he tried to turn me
invisible
and it obviously didn't work
It didn't stop him from trying
various spells
for three days
as I tried to explain
that pretend is fine
while offering him
a different kind of magic
waving the wand over his head
and proclaiming
that "buddy, is beautiful and clever"
and asking him if that spell
made feel beautiful and clever
and...
to buy him a wand
and was so disappointed
when he realised
he couldn't do real magic
he tried to turn me
invisible
and it obviously didn't work
It didn't stop him from trying
various spells
for three days
as I tried to explain
that pretend is fine
while offering him
a different kind of magic
waving the wand over his head
and proclaiming
that "buddy, is beautiful and clever"
and asking him if that spell
made feel beautiful and clever
and...
#childhood
#children
#magic
47 reads
4 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
11th Apr 2020 9:14am
11th Apr 2020 9:14am
A Mother's Love
They say a little white lie could never hurt a fly,
But I dare to disagree, and I’m here to tell you why.
See, I struggle to decipher, deception from the truth,
And it’s largely because I was lied to so early in my youth.
When your biggest role model is a strip pole model,
Slipping sleeping pills into baby bottles—
Slipping out of the house and back to the club
To chase another hit of crack, or track another dub.
…but what I needed was a mother’s love.
See, those little white lies became great...
But I dare to disagree, and I’m here to tell you why.
See, I struggle to decipher, deception from the truth,
And it’s largely because I was lied to so early in my youth.
When your biggest role model is a strip pole model,
Slipping sleeping pills into baby bottles—
Slipping out of the house and back to the club
To chase another hit of crack, or track another dub.
…but what I needed was a mother’s love.
See, those little white lies became great...
#mother
#childhood
#betrayal
#addiction
#deception
1388 reads
53 Comments
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