Poems about Children
#children
Poems about children and parenthood, the love and responsibility of having children. Poetry about raising children in society, and the influence family and social pressures have on their development.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 8:27pm
1st Sep 2024 8:27pm
f**ked up & ready to die
Fifteen dollars to her name
Can’t survive, it’s all the same
In need of food for her kids
Drugs & booze the way she lives
No ambition to get a job
Unless it’s slobbing on someone’s knob
How much lower can you go
You’ll be remembered as a filthy ho
You must fight to live
You must fight to live
You must fight to live
Inside your fucked up selfish mind
Sleazy strip malls is where you hang
Beware the rats with long sharp fangs
Behind the store to get your fix
Fever ignored, getting real sick
...
Can’t survive, it’s all the same
In need of food for her kids
Drugs & booze the way she lives
No ambition to get a job
Unless it’s slobbing on someone’s knob
How much lower can you go
You’ll be remembered as a filthy ho
You must fight to live
You must fight to live
You must fight to live
Inside your fucked up selfish mind
Sleazy strip malls is where you hang
Beware the rats with long sharp fangs
Behind the store to get your fix
Fever ignored, getting real sick
...
#addiction
#children
#drugs
#poverty
#rhyming
131 reads
4 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 8:40pm
31st Aug 2024 8:40pm
Hermes
Hermes
I need you
And,
You need me
Without each other
We are two creatures exiled.
I need you
And,
You need me
Without each other
We are two creatures exiled.
#children
90 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 11:02am
27th Aug 2024 11:02am
Angel Dust
Rats chewed the hands, lips and nose off a four month old baby in a fleabag apartment building across the street from me. The mother was on PCP. She had her head in the oven trying to kill herself. I asked her if she needed assistance. She said no. I helped her anyway.
People are so pathetic!
People are so pathetic!
#addiction
#children
#drugs
#motivational
#suicide
175 reads
10 Comments
Dreamer4ever1979
Poem Published
6th Aug 2024 11:48pm
6th Aug 2024 11:48pm
Good Night Little Ones
Good night little ones,
it's time to go to bed.
Hugs and kisses, with Mom and Dad
one, two, or three times it'll be.
A sleepy time story Daddy reads
as you fall asleep in the comfort,
of warm covers.
Dream that dream,
of everything that makes you happy.
Dream that dream,
of everything you want to be.
Little ones rest well,
know you are loved by parents and
God up above.
Good night little ones.
it's time to go to bed.
Hugs and kisses, with Mom and Dad
one, two, or three times it'll be.
A sleepy time story Daddy reads
as you fall asleep in the comfort,
of warm covers.
Dream that dream,
of everything that makes you happy.
Dream that dream,
of everything you want to be.
Little ones rest well,
know you are loved by parents and
God up above.
Good night little ones.
#children
#dreams
#love
#narrative
#night
110 reads
2 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
6th Aug 2024 00:24am
6th Aug 2024 00:24am
Within My Sight
They say eyes are the
windows of the soul
and for me it's fitting
since I have two
I've shared its
luminous spark
twice with my sons
Shared my breath
until they were
strong enough
to do it on their own
months later
in the middle of the night
Where the fear
was so bright I
couldn't open my eyes
until the first sound
of blood and cut
umbilical cords
And since then
they are always
Within My Sight
My oldest
so like his mother
the constant dreamer ...
windows of the soul
and for me it's fitting
since I have two
I've shared its
luminous spark
twice with my sons
Shared my breath
until they were
strong enough
to do it on their own
months later
in the middle of the night
Where the fear
was so bright I
couldn't open my eyes
until the first sound
of blood and cut
umbilical cords
And since then
they are always
Within My Sight
My oldest
so like his mother
the constant dreamer ...
#children
#motherhood
468 reads
22 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Aug 2024 00:17am
5th Aug 2024 00:17am
Is that burning flesh I smell
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
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
More love & extra dessert
He was only looking out for number one
#children
#family
#fire
#ignorance
#ShortStory
142 reads
6 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
4th Aug 2024 4:46pm
4th Aug 2024 4:46pm
Childling
There is a time in a child's life
when we realize
they are no longer a child
Wasn't I just in the delivery room
yesterday afternoon?
A beam of light
outlines a young man
no longer a little boy
and a hard realization
that change is coming
all too soon
In less than two years
he will be driving
in less than four
he will be graduating
We are destined
to ask ourselves
if we did the best we could
with the time we had
If we loved enough
if we guided in...
when we realize
they are no longer a child
Wasn't I just in the delivery room
yesterday afternoon?
A beam of light
outlines a young man
no longer a little boy
and a hard realization
that change is coming
all too soon
In less than two years
he will be driving
in less than four
he will be graduating
We are destined
to ask ourselves
if we did the best we could
with the time we had
If we loved enough
if we guided in...
#childhood
#children
459 reads
28 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 6:54pm
2nd Aug 2024 6:54pm
the Moscovitch
The Moscovitch Automobile
In the fifties, few people in Norway had cars
then, after a deal with the then, Soviet Union
we received thousands of small cheap cars
from Russia, which enabled, so was the idea
that the workers also could afford a car.
I had an uncle who worked for a brewer
bought one, but it was ugly, draughty, and basic
all cars imported had the same color gray
One can say it was Russia that brought
a cheap, mass-produced car to Norway
and not Germany.
In the interweaving years, we had a good ...
In the fifties, few people in Norway had cars
then, after a deal with the then, Soviet Union
we received thousands of small cheap cars
from Russia, which enabled, so was the idea
that the workers also could afford a car.
I had an uncle who worked for a brewer
bought one, but it was ugly, draughty, and basic
all cars imported had the same color gray
One can say it was Russia that brought
a cheap, mass-produced car to Norway
and not Germany.
In the interweaving years, we had a good ...
#BestFriend
#children
#friendship
#heroic
#humankind
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0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Jul 2024 7:38pm
29th Jul 2024 7:38pm
Living the 'merican Dream
Checkout at the market
There she is
21 years old
Dropped out of high school at 16
Baby in one arm
Five year old at her feet
Two different fathers
They both left as soon as they knew she was pregnant
She lives with her mom & grandfather
The purchase:
A six pack of Blue Ribbon
A six pack of Schlitz
Two bags of No Frills Potato Chips
A bag of Cool Ranch Doritos
A box of Ring Dings
A can of Cheeze Whiz
A box of Hot Pockets
One can of baby formula
A box of Tampax Pearl ...
There she is
21 years old
Dropped out of high school at 16
Baby in one arm
Five year old at her feet
Two different fathers
They both left as soon as they knew she was pregnant
She lives with her mom & grandfather
The purchase:
A six pack of Blue Ribbon
A six pack of Schlitz
Two bags of No Frills Potato Chips
A bag of Cool Ranch Doritos
A box of Ring Dings
A can of Cheeze Whiz
A box of Hot Pockets
One can of baby formula
A box of Tampax Pearl ...
#abuse
#children
#ignorance
#mother
#poverty
101 reads
6 Comments
FATBOY300PLUS
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 6:30pm
28th Jul 2024 6:30pm
Child Protective Services
Old enuff to catch a bullet ( U.S. Army at age 18)
But not old enuff to catch a buzz ( gotta be 21)
Old enuff to go to jail
(not talkn juvie, 18 cept for special circumstances)
But not old enuff to vape and inhale
(21 again. are we playing blackjack?)
Old enuff to go to prison
(18 again. but special dispensations allow children young as 12 to be tried with adult-level penalties)
But not old enuff to make sexual decisions (guess you're only adult enuff if someone dies)
If you really wanna "protect children" ...
But not old enuff to catch a buzz ( gotta be 21)
Old enuff to go to jail
(not talkn juvie, 18 cept for special circumstances)
But not old enuff to vape and inhale
(21 again. are we playing blackjack?)
Old enuff to go to prison
(18 again. but special dispensations allow children young as 12 to be tried with adult-level penalties)
But not old enuff to make sexual decisions (guess you're only adult enuff if someone dies)
If you really wanna "protect children" ...
#children
#HumanRights
#LifeStruggles
189 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Jul 2024 7:59pm
9th Jul 2024 7:59pm
The Boys
The boys push the blind man down the escalator
The boys take the money out of the guitar player's hat
The boys tease the crippled man
The boys kick the junkie
The boys beat on anybody and anyone that looks different to them
The boys are well respected in their community
The boys then call the cops when their bikes are stolen...
By the other boys
The boys take the money out of the guitar player's hat
The boys tease the crippled man
The boys kick the junkie
The boys beat on anybody and anyone that looks different to them
The boys are well respected in their community
The boys then call the cops when their bikes are stolen...
By the other boys
#bullying
#children
#fear #violence
#fear #violence
136 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 2:48pm
7th Jul 2024 2:48pm
Bits & Pieces
John Doe was the name given to the bits & pieces of a man who was murdered and scattered throughout Detroit in the summer of 1985. The first part of him to turn up was his bloody naked torso. It rolled down a conveyor belt at a paper recycling plant, much to the horror of Ader Titsoff. A few days later, a volunteer at a Detroit Church noticed flies buzzing around a trash bag. Inside was John's head. The rest of him was eventually discovered at a children's playground. One girl named Anita Bath discovered the grizzly remains one late summer morning. All that was left was a thigh bone, a...
#children
#fiction
#horror
#murder
#satirical
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6 Comments
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