Popular Poems About Children
#children
Popular poems about children. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 11:06am
18th Mar 2025 11:06am
Boys
The boys push the blind man down the escalator
The boys steal 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 call the cops when their bikes were stolen...By the other boys
The boys steal 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 call the cops when their bikes were stolen...By the other boys
#bullying
#children
#fear #violence
#fear #violence
91 reads
12 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2025 6:07am
23rd Mar 2025 6:07am
Over the Mon
I’m absolutely over the mo⁰n for her
The way she looks at me she makes me smi)e
And though time flies by quickly all around us
My heart is happy I got to see my grandchild
Luna makes me wonder about who she’ll be
Which roads she’ll take to reach her destination
What she’ll discover about herself in her journey
Where she will find her fire and motivation
Moonshine’s eyes are like the stars in the sky
They make you wonder how far she’ll go
Because the future belongs to her, to them
The promising hopeful generation of...
The way she looks at me she makes me smi)e
And though time flies by quickly all around us
My heart is happy I got to see my grandchild
Luna makes me wonder about who she’ll be
Which roads she’ll take to reach her destination
What she’ll discover about herself in her journey
Where she will find her fire and motivation
Moonshine’s eyes are like the stars in the sky
They make you wonder how far she’ll go
Because the future belongs to her, to them
The promising hopeful generation of...
#children
#family
#moon
130 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 10:25am
11th Apr 2025 10:25am
Fight to live
Eighteen 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
#lyrics
#poverty
71 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 7:11pm
17th Mar 2025 7:11pm
John Doe
John Doe was the name given to the bits & pieces of a man who was murdered and scattered throughout Detroit in the summer of 1995. 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
89 reads
9 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 11:57am
30th Mar 2025 11:57am
A naughty girl
Once upon a time a little girl was going to take her doll for a walk when there she was, meeting two nice little birds
She dropped them a pretty little bow and said to them,
"Good afternoon, little birds, will you play with me?"
"I have some lovely candy in my little bag"
"I'll give you some"
One of the birds said, "I have no objection"
and the other said, "Neither do I"
They enjoyed themselves very much until it was nearly evening
Then the little birds said, "We want to go away now"
But...
She dropped them a pretty little bow and said to them,
"Good afternoon, little birds, will you play with me?"
"I have some lovely candy in my little bag"
"I'll give you some"
One of the birds said, "I have no objection"
and the other said, "Neither do I"
They enjoyed themselves very much until it was nearly evening
Then the little birds said, "We want to go away now"
But...
#birds
#cats
#children
#fiction
#ShortStory
72 reads
4 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 2:42pm
1st Apr 2025 2:42pm
On Grandmas and Galaxies
(I haven't been able to write in so long. But this came this morning. I'm fumbling in the dark, and I can't write consistently well anymore--and the metaphors are all wrong--but, this is what came. And Varley, I love you so very much.)
ON GRANDMAS AND GALAXIES
for Varley
Your tiny hands slowly unravel the purple yarn I was planning on using, along with the orange, to learn to crochet with. I wanted to make you a blanket of stars but my own hands are not practiced enough and it seems I have given up for now. I am wanting more and more to make you things. To...
ON GRANDMAS AND GALAXIES
for Varley
Your tiny hands slowly unravel the purple yarn I was planning on using, along with the orange, to learn to crochet with. I wanted to make you a blanket of stars but my own hands are not practiced enough and it seems I have given up for now. I am wanting more and more to make you things. To...
#birth
#children
#love #parent
#love #parent
87 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 9:54pm
10th Apr 2025 9:54pm
Pathetic!!
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 #suicide
#drugs #suicide
82 reads
4 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
75 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Mar 2025 9:59am
26th Mar 2025 9:59am
An Odd Tale
Some monsters have always said
There are parents under my bed
One of their names is Jeb
The other goes by Meg
There are parents under my bed
They won’t eat me as long as their fed
There are parents under my bed
Their complexions are lumpy & red
There are parents under my bed
My dreams are filled with dread
There are parents under my bed
I’d like to shoot them with lead
There are parents under my bed
Must act now before I wind up dead
There are parents under my bed
They say this illusion is in my head
There are...
There are parents under my bed
One of their names is Jeb
The other goes by Meg
There are parents under my bed
They won’t eat me as long as their fed
There are parents under my bed
Their complexions are lumpy & red
There are parents under my bed
My dreams are filled with dread
There are parents under my bed
I’d like to shoot them with lead
There are parents under my bed
Must act now before I wind up dead
There are parents under my bed
They say this illusion is in my head
There are...
#children
#MentalHealth
#monsters
#rhyming
#ShortStory
61 reads
2 Comments
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