Poems About Children Seeking Honest Critique
#children
Poems about children seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 2:03am
3rd Jan 2025 2:03am
Bad Brokn Pickiney
(Patois)
Sohm bad brokn pickiney lef dehn yaad a nite ahn kom a mi gietwiay fi mek up nize.
Awl di wile di hungry belly hulligan dem kom ya wid dem nahsi niegah style.
Di woklis gyal ahn bwoy dem heng out pahn di ruodside huol nite an chat nansense.
Di nizy-nizy pickiney dem noh respeck di peeple dem oo live roun ya.
Mi noh nuo weh mek dem pierence low dem fi goh pan di ruod lakka leggo beese.
Di ooman oo run di shap cliem sey shi a cristian, yet shi supuot dehn slacknis.
Shi hawba di parasite dem out ya caw shi wahn dem fi buy tings inna...
Sohm bad brokn pickiney lef dehn yaad a nite ahn kom a mi gietwiay fi mek up nize.
Awl di wile di hungry belly hulligan dem kom ya wid dem nahsi niegah style.
Di woklis gyal ahn bwoy dem heng out pahn di ruodside huol nite an chat nansense.
Di nizy-nizy pickiney dem noh respeck di peeple dem oo live roun ya.
Mi noh nuo weh mek dem pierence low dem fi goh pan di ruod lakka leggo beese.
Di ooman oo run di shap cliem sey shi a cristian, yet shi supuot dehn slacknis.
Shi hawba di parasite dem out ya caw shi wahn dem fi buy tings inna...
#children
#food
#hypocrisy
#night
#zombies
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oldmanG
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 2:27am
2nd Jan 2025 2:27am
Home no More
Home no More
The sticker slapped upon my door
Informs me that we have a home no more
Gather up the wife and children with not much more than the clothes that hang off of us
At least it’s summertime I guess we won’t freeze sleeping under the night sky
But the season will change and we don’t have enough blankets to keep us warm
So we go to the shelter that is overflowing
With despair and broken human beings
In the darkness the vultures prey upon the few objects that we still own so we are back out on the cold...
The sticker slapped upon my door
Informs me that we have a home no more
Gather up the wife and children with not much more than the clothes that hang off of us
At least it’s summertime I guess we won’t freeze sleeping under the night sky
But the season will change and we don’t have enough blankets to keep us warm
So we go to the shelter that is overflowing
With despair and broken human beings
In the darkness the vultures prey upon the few objects that we still own so we are back out on the cold...
#children
#despair
#family
#homelessness
#inequality
127 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 00:02am
1st Jan 2025 00:02am
Is there a GOD
I’m standing in line at the children’s graveyard
I look for my lost son and my beautiful wife
Stand among the most inhumane condition
But im looking for family to set me free
See a sneaker that looks like his
Pull up a rock I’ve found my buried son
Dig like a dog you cant stop me
When i get to him he’s not breathing
I wail out and scream and say is there a GOD
If there is i cant see him
I look for my lost son and my beautiful wife
Stand among the most inhumane condition
But im looking for family to set me free
See a sneaker that looks like his
Pull up a rock I’ve found my buried son
Dig like a dog you cant stop me
When i get to him he’s not breathing
I wail out and scream and say is there a GOD
If there is i cant see him
#children
#death
#war #wife
#war #wife
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oldmanG
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 5:26am
30th Dec 2024 5:26am
The Hurt No one Sees
The hurt no one sees
Down the hall padded with carpet
Creeps a villain he is real
He runs around trying to spoil his soul
Dipping in and out of hospitals
Top of the Pops hanging with the Beatles
Next night Rolling Stones or Stevie Wonder
Take off his Heart shaped glasses
And see the demon in his being
He delivers the hurt that no one sees
Down the hall padded with carpet
Creeps a villain he is real
He runs around trying to spoil his soul
Dipping in and out of hospitals
Top of the Pops hanging with the Beatles
Next night Rolling Stones or Stevie Wonder
Take off his Heart shaped glasses
And see the demon in his being
He delivers the hurt that no one sees
#abuse
#children
82 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 11:27am
22nd Dec 2024 11:27am
Krampus is coming
Kringle found him on the edge of Hell
This bringer of the last Noel
Enforcer for Father Christmas
Discipline delivered by Krampus
Angels we have heard on high
Das Punisher will come this night
Big and hairy, black as pitch
A serpents young and a wooden switch
He's the lord of coal
Yes he does have a black soul
All the naughty children want to change
Be nice to others, stop the misery and pain
Star if wonder, star of light
There will be no silent night
Krampus, ancient god of Yule ...
This bringer of the last Noel
Enforcer for Father Christmas
Discipline delivered by Krampus
Angels we have heard on high
Das Punisher will come this night
Big and hairy, black as pitch
A serpents young and a wooden switch
He's the lord of coal
Yes he does have a black soul
All the naughty children want to change
Be nice to others, stop the misery and pain
Star if wonder, star of light
There will be no silent night
Krampus, ancient god of Yule ...
#children
#Christmas
#dark
#evil
#holiday
117 reads
9 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 11:02am
18th Dec 2024 11:02am
He wants your attention
Little boy left for hardly 10 minutes
The sitter had gone to the store for some cigarettes and soda
When she returned she saw the fire engines in front of the house
She saw the smoke & flames
She found out that the little boy she was babysitting had lit his little brother's crib on fire
The baby was burned to death
He used the matches she had left on the table
He had heard that the only child gets more attention from the parents
With more love & extra dessert
He was only looking out for number one
The sitter had gone to the store for some cigarettes and soda
When she returned she saw the fire engines in front of the house
She saw the smoke & flames
She found out that the little boy she was babysitting had lit his little brother's crib on fire
The baby was burned to death
He used the matches she had left on the table
He had heard that the only child gets more attention from the parents
With more love & extra dessert
He was only looking out for number one
#children
#family
#fire
#ignorance
#ShortStory
101 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 12:16pm
15th Dec 2024 12:16pm
No Chance To Live
Grown matured are the formerly abused
Forced
Mutilated souls
Damaged
They are sadists turned on by the young
They are sickeningly inexplicit about many forms of masochism and violence to enact upon
Beaten to submission and other forms of punishment
Beyond domination
Intrigued of the violent sides of man
This is the abstract conception
This generation takes a spanking to another level
The next generation will beg for mutilation as these maniacs get off on their torturous pain filled screams
Our kids are dead before they have a chance...
Forced
Mutilated souls
Damaged
They are sadists turned on by the young
They are sickeningly inexplicit about many forms of masochism and violence to enact upon
Beaten to submission and other forms of punishment
Beyond domination
Intrigued of the violent sides of man
This is the abstract conception
This generation takes a spanking to another level
The next generation will beg for mutilation as these maniacs get off on their torturous pain filled screams
Our kids are dead before they have a chance...
#abuse
#anger
#CallToAction
#children
#violence
93 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 8:08pm
13th Dec 2024 8:08pm
Time For Lunch
These 4 pigs found the body of a 11 year old girl
She was strangled & mutilated at the nearby park
There was no witnesses or evidence except a radio flyer wagon near the girls body
The 4 pigs began brainstorming, thinking what they should do
The 20 year veteran said,
Let's take this child, the radio flyer wagon and go door to door
The rookie placed her mangled corpse into the wagon
From there, they began walking the neighborhood
The rookie cop had the honor of wheeling the wagon
Her lifeless body, bouncing around like some used & abused rag...
She was strangled & mutilated at the nearby park
There was no witnesses or evidence except a radio flyer wagon near the girls body
The 4 pigs began brainstorming, thinking what they should do
The 20 year veteran said,
Let's take this child, the radio flyer wagon and go door to door
The rookie placed her mangled corpse into the wagon
From there, they began walking the neighborhood
The rookie cop had the honor of wheeling the wagon
Her lifeless body, bouncing around like some used & abused rag...
#children
#death
#ignorance
#tragedy
#violence
91 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 10:03pm
12th Dec 2024 10:03pm
My 2.5 Children
#abuse
#children
#suffering
65 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 8:41pm
9th Dec 2024 8:41pm
Devotional Radicals
Little Kenny Dewitt was barely 5 years old when he found out by his parents that his heart was wicked
His parents were religious fanatics, who read the good book each and every hour
They isolated little Harry from the rest of the world
His father worked on the farm producing milk & meat to sell in town
His mother was a stay at home mom, strict and overbearing
Many of the locals didn't even know Harry Sack existed
His parents taught him that in order to be faithful to the lord, you must do what we say or want
Harry was given chores from...
His parents were religious fanatics, who read the good book each and every hour
They isolated little Harry from the rest of the world
His father worked on the farm producing milk & meat to sell in town
His mother was a stay at home mom, strict and overbearing
Many of the locals didn't even know Harry Sack existed
His parents taught him that in order to be faithful to the lord, you must do what we say or want
Harry was given chores from...
#children
#family
#memories
#religion
#violence
123 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 4:06pm
4th Dec 2024 4:06pm
Babuska's sarmale
In a snowy Romanian village, during Christmas cheer,
my Babuska spun tales, both delightful and queer.
The tradition was sarmale, a savory delight,
Cabbage wrapped treasures, cooked all through the night.
Meat and rice nestled in leaves so green,
simmered in tomato, a feast so serene.
But woven in laughter and holiday charms
were Babuska’s stories with their quirky alarms:
"Behave well, dear children, lest you wish to be seen
in the pot with the sarmale, simmering and lean."
The children would giggle, eyes...
my Babuska spun tales, both delightful and queer.
The tradition was sarmale, a savory delight,
Cabbage wrapped treasures, cooked all through the night.
Meat and rice nestled in leaves so green,
simmered in tomato, a feast so serene.
But woven in laughter and holiday charms
were Babuska’s stories with their quirky alarms:
"Behave well, dear children, lest you wish to be seen
in the pot with the sarmale, simmering and lean."
The children would giggle, eyes...
#children
#Christmas
#culture
#family
#narrative
114 reads
9 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 10:19pm
2nd Dec 2024 10:19pm
Autumn of My Years
Autumn of My Years
Gold leaf tumbles down
In late November
Falls into to the home
Of Family Dinner
Turkey Bird of a Day
And Football mixed in
16 to 18 strong
Tucked into a Rowhouse
With eatin tables
For the children
Even when I grew up
Wanted to sit with them
Watching a Dolphin
Sitting in the Snow
Leon please don’t Lett
The Ball Go
Halftime Approaches
Now comes the best part
First one out the door
With a Pigskin on Palm
...
Gold leaf tumbles down
In late November
Falls into to the home
Of Family Dinner
Turkey Bird of a Day
And Football mixed in
16 to 18 strong
Tucked into a Rowhouse
With eatin tables
For the children
Even when I grew up
Wanted to sit with them
Watching a Dolphin
Sitting in the Snow
Leon please don’t Lett
The Ball Go
Halftime Approaches
Now comes the best part
First one out the door
With a Pigskin on Palm
...
#children
#emotions
#family
#love
#memories
75 reads
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