Long Poems About Children
#children
Long poems about children. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
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AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 4:20am
28th Mar 2024 4:20am
Sex Trafficked
Mucheal, a young lad with dreams so bright
His chiselled body, a sight to delight
But fate had a different path in store
One that would leave him shaken to the core
Rejected from a photoshoot, his dreams crushed
Dejected and lost, on a bench he hushed
But then came Herma, with a job in hand
Little did he know, it was not what he planned
A disbarred lawyer, turned business tycoon
Herma saw potential, in Mucheal's swoon
She offered him a job, to take care of her estate
But little did he know, it was a different fate
...
His chiselled body, a sight to delight
But fate had a different path in store
One that would leave him shaken to the core
Rejected from a photoshoot, his dreams crushed
Dejected and lost, on a bench he hushed
But then came Herma, with a job in hand
Little did he know, it was not what he planned
A disbarred lawyer, turned business tycoon
Herma saw potential, in Mucheal's swoon
She offered him a job, to take care of her estate
But little did he know, it was a different fate
...
#anxiety
#children
#men #sex
#men #sex
232 reads
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 8:19pm
26th Mar 2024 8:19pm
Damned through Love
#children
#sex
#family
#corruption
#ForbiddenLove
215 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
16th Mar 2024 10:20pm
16th Mar 2024 10:20pm
Facebook Memories
2016 – August
While watching Being Human (a show about a Vampire, a Werewolf and a Ghost)
Me: Babe, if a vampire offered you eternal life…
Wife: YES!
Me: Just like that huh? You’d watch me get old and die?
Wife: BYE FELICIA!
2015 – September
Showing the boys Naked Gun 2 ½. Lt. Frank Drebin helps me explain the birds and the bees
Xavier (11): What? I don’t get it
Xander (10): I don’t get it either
(A hot dog lands on a bun on screen)
Both: Ooh! I GET IT
Me: It’s...
While watching Being Human (a show about a Vampire, a Werewolf and a Ghost)
Me: Babe, if a vampire offered you eternal life…
Wife: YES!
Me: Just like that huh? You’d watch me get old and die?
Wife: BYE FELICIA!
2015 – September
Showing the boys Naked Gun 2 ½. Lt. Frank Drebin helps me explain the birds and the bees
Xavier (11): What? I don’t get it
Xander (10): I don’t get it either
(A hot dog lands on a bun on screen)
Both: Ooh! I GET IT
Me: It’s...
#children
#family
#funny #memories
#funny #memories
202 reads
7 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 6:47am
7th Mar 2024 6:47am
and rachael for her children cry
Mankind must put an end to war, or war will put an end
to man…”― John F. Kennedy
the fiercely barking hand grenades
and other weapons wars have made
are never idle in the hands
of those who set out to invade
the sanctity of sovereign lands.
the military muscle might
of killers who paint red the night
flex in the face of helpless souls
who yield to blood their last...
to man…”― John F. Kennedy
the fiercely barking hand grenades
and other weapons wars have made
are never idle in the hands
of those who set out to invade
the sanctity of sovereign lands.
the military muscle might
of killers who paint red the night
flex in the face of helpless souls
who yield to blood their last...
#hate
#children
#conflict
#war
#food
146 reads
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cabcool
Poem Published
11th Dec 2023 6:18am
11th Dec 2023 6:18am
orphan
There’s a day that is coming when all the last will be first and
every orphan will be home.”―Steven Curtis Chapman
afghan wars
have orphaned me,
in stages.
silent stars
weep over me,
for wages
overdue
cannot be paid
...
every orphan will be home.”―Steven Curtis Chapman
afghan wars
have orphaned me,
in stages.
silent stars
weep over me,
for wages
overdue
cannot be paid
...
#mother
#father
#children
#parent
#war
196 reads
2 Comments
superslooth
Poem Published
31st Oct 2023 10:12pm
31st Oct 2023 10:12pm
XMAS 1986
Hello folk; I'm so glad to be alive
17th September - to-day won Singles Championship 22-5
70 years old - bowling-mad - I've made my goal
My name has gone up on Popes Mead's Honours Wall.
This personal success has gone to my pen
Out comes my rhythmic trend - a spurt - when
Out pours my feelings - my brain starts to tick
What a nice year this has been - Nineteen Eighty Six?
This 1986 epistle - "Yours truly' comes first
Must be careful now - my head might just burst
A "personality change" can come - so it is...
17th September - to-day won Singles Championship 22-5
70 years old - bowling-mad - I've made my goal
My name has gone up on Popes Mead's Honours Wall.
This personal success has gone to my pen
Out comes my rhythmic trend - a spurt - when
Out pours my feelings - my brain starts to tick
What a nice year this has been - Nineteen Eighty Six?
This 1986 epistle - "Yours truly' comes first
Must be careful now - my head might just burst
A "personality change" can come - so it is...
#children
#childhood
#family
#death
#memories
194 reads
0 Comments
Johnny707
Poem Published
10th Oct 2023 00:13am
10th Oct 2023 00:13am
A Fathers heart
In the depths of a father's soul, a story unfolds,
Of sacrifice and pain, too great to be told.
For in the shadows, I silently carry the weight,
Protecting my children, their futures secure and straight.
Through sleepless nights and weary days,
I labor on, my love never sways.
For my children's dreams, my heart does bleed,
A silent warrior, fulfilling every need.
In my tired eyes, wisdom lines lie deep,
Etched by battles fought, secrets I'll forever keep.
I shield them from the darkness that may come,
Guiding them...
Of sacrifice and pain, too great to be told.
For in the shadows, I silently carry the weight,
Protecting my children, their futures secure and straight.
Through sleepless nights and weary days,
I labor on, my love never sways.
For my children's dreams, my heart does bleed,
A silent warrior, fulfilling every need.
In my tired eyes, wisdom lines lie deep,
Etched by battles fought, secrets I'll forever keep.
I shield them from the darkness that may come,
Guiding them...
#children
#family
#daughter
#son
#responsibility
415 reads
3 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
1st Oct 2023 9:39pm
1st Oct 2023 9:39pm
King of the Castle
I stopped playing
King of the Castle
when I was about ten
All that pushing and shoving
to get to the top
lost its appeal for me
not because I was a girl
I was a tomboy
and could hold my own
against any boy
I preferred to watch
others play the game
from the freedom of a swing
or tree
Then I realized something
I hadn't when playing the game
because I was too busy trying to win
or retain that crown
...
King of the Castle
when I was about ten
All that pushing and shoving
to get to the top
lost its appeal for me
not because I was a girl
I was a tomboy
and could hold my own
against any boy
I preferred to watch
others play the game
from the freedom of a swing
or tree
Then I realized something
I hadn't when playing the game
because I was too busy trying to win
or retain that crown
...
#children
443 reads
13 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2023 4:01am
2nd Aug 2023 4:01am
Liberated Madness
- Liberated Madness -
The whispers in the dark keep reminding me of dark hurts...
the voices, of all those who have made me cry, remembered.
So many times I cut myself until the blood did even squirt,
because I longed to see those who harmed me dismembered.
The cuts healed, but the memories of past tragedies remain,
until I laugh when I mean to cry, and cry when I should laugh.
Did they want to make me a monster, through so much pain,
those who bullied me and tortured me with such hellish craft?
Is this why I have such adoration for...
The whispers in the dark keep reminding me of dark hurts...
the voices, of all those who have made me cry, remembered.
So many times I cut myself until the blood did even squirt,
because I longed to see those who harmed me dismembered.
The cuts healed, but the memories of past tragedies remain,
until I laugh when I mean to cry, and cry when I should laugh.
Did they want to make me a monster, through so much pain,
those who bullied me and tortured me with such hellish craft?
Is this why I have such adoration for...
#love
#courage
#dark
#children
#suffering
300 reads
2 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2023 3:32am
2nd Aug 2023 3:32am
A Villain's Wisdom
- A Villain's Wisdom -
What sort of world is this, that these words,
ring more true with each and every passing hour?
Hate has become more common than is love,
and one is called evil because they are different!
My only crime is that I am unusual and unique,
whilst for that there are those who wish me dead.
In society today, there is much that is absurd,
a society that robs the marginalized of their power.
Good balance is lost; no as below as is above,
whilst the world burns beneath the very firmament!
Too many hands...
What sort of world is this, that these words,
ring more true with each and every passing hour?
Hate has become more common than is love,
and one is called evil because they are different!
My only crime is that I am unusual and unique,
whilst for that there are those who wish me dead.
In society today, there is much that is absurd,
a society that robs the marginalized of their power.
Good balance is lost; no as below as is above,
whilst the world burns beneath the very firmament!
Too many hands...
#love
#dark
#children
#rebirth
#suffering
263 reads
4 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
19th May 2023 8:09pm
19th May 2023 8:09pm
Worthless Tenants
Chapter 1
Electricity Bills
Mr. Perry brought some important issues to the attention of the worthless woman who shared the house with him. Firstly, he talked about the electricity bills. He said that the utility company had his wife’s phone number and the company had been sending the electricity bills to her phone, but that edition of the electricity bills only showed the total amount that was to be paid and the due date. Mrs. Perry and her husband could not rely on that insufficient information to pay the electricity bills.
The woman shared electricity...
Electricity Bills
Mr. Perry brought some important issues to the attention of the worthless woman who shared the house with him. Firstly, he talked about the electricity bills. He said that the utility company had his wife’s phone number and the company had been sending the electricity bills to her phone, but that edition of the electricity bills only showed the total amount that was to be paid and the due date. Mrs. Perry and her husband could not rely on that insufficient information to pay the electricity bills.
The woman shared electricity...
#children
#parent
#wife
#home
#money
312 reads
2 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
25th Apr 2023 00:41am
25th Apr 2023 00:41am
Uncle Judge
Chapter 1
The Businesses
Part 1
A certified electrician lived with his common-law wife in a rural area. His name was Mr. Bernard, and the name of his common-law wife was Marie. A distant relative of Mr. Bernard gave him the pet name Uncle Judge. Marie was a fat woman, so everybody called her Fatty. She had a daughter named Swelen and two sons. Uncle Judge was not the father of her children. The youngest son lived with them, and the other two children lived with their grandmother Miss Chambers in St. Catherine.
Uncle Judge was an alcoholic, and...
The Businesses
Part 1
A certified electrician lived with his common-law wife in a rural area. His name was Mr. Bernard, and the name of his common-law wife was Marie. A distant relative of Mr. Bernard gave him the pet name Uncle Judge. Marie was a fat woman, so everybody called her Fatty. She had a daughter named Swelen and two sons. Uncle Judge was not the father of her children. The youngest son lived with them, and the other two children lived with their grandmother Miss Chambers in St. Catherine.
Uncle Judge was an alcoholic, and...
#children
#breakup
#alcohol
#curse
#job
191 reads
0 Comments
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