PAR
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 9:10pm
5th Apr 2025 9:10pm
Damian asking me...
Damian, you're a fantastic interviewer.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/538989-spotlight---par/
Inviting everyone to read us in SpotLight.
Big hugs to you all.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/538989-spotlight---par/
Inviting everyone to read us in SpotLight.
Big hugs to you all.
#confessional
#dialogue
#happiness
48 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 9:10pm
5th Apr 2025 9:10pm
Damian asking me...
Damian, you're a fantastic interviewer.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/538989-spotlight---par/
Inviting everyone to read us in SpotLight.
Big hugs to you all.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/538989-spotlight---par/
Inviting everyone to read us in SpotLight.
Big hugs to you all.
#confessional
#dialogue
#happiness
48 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 9:10pm
5th Apr 2025 9:10pm
Damian asking me...
Damian, you're a fantastic interviewer.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/538989-spotlight---par/
Inviting everyone to read us in SpotLight.
Big hugs to you all.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/538989-spotlight---par/
Inviting everyone to read us in SpotLight.
Big hugs to you all.
#confessional
#dialogue
#happiness
48 reads
4 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
Mother-Wound
I.
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
#dreams
#family
#mother
#spiritual
#confessional
568 reads
17 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
Mother-Wound
I.
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
#dreams
#family
#mother
#spiritual
#confessional
568 reads
17 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
Mother-Wound
I.
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
#dreams
#family
#mother
#spiritual
#confessional
568 reads
17 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
Mother-Wound
I.
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
#dreams
#family
#mother
#spiritual
#confessional
568 reads
17 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
Mother-Wound
I.
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
#dreams
#family
#mother
#spiritual
#confessional
568 reads
17 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 2:24pm
13th Feb 2025 2:24pm
commitment issues
stairwell breathe concrete dust and regret
spiralin like my mood
up or down
dependin on the direction you’re goin
the steps know my weight by now
the drag
the heaviness
the purpose
third floor landin
where fluorescents stutter
I test the bottom rail with one foot
steel cold thru sole of my chucks
then ease myself up onto the edge
where certainty meets empty air
I pressed against the railin
metal singin into my palms
and I leaned into nothin
perfect negative space
shaped...
spiralin like my mood
up or down
dependin on the direction you’re goin
the steps know my weight by now
the drag
the heaviness
the purpose
third floor landin
where fluorescents stutter
I test the bottom rail with one foot
steel cold thru sole of my chucks
then ease myself up onto the edge
where certainty meets empty air
I pressed against the railin
metal singin into my palms
and I leaned into nothin
perfect negative space
shaped...
#bipolar
#confessional
#MentalHealth
111 reads
5 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 2:24pm
13th Feb 2025 2:24pm
commitment issues
stairwell breathe concrete dust and regret
spiralin like my mood
up or down
dependin on the direction you’re goin
the steps know my weight by now
the drag
the heaviness
the purpose
third floor landin
where fluorescents stutter
I test the bottom rail with one foot
steel cold thru sole of my chucks
then ease myself up onto the edge
where certainty meets empty air
I pressed against the railin
metal singin into my palms
and I leaned into nothin
perfect negative space
shaped...
spiralin like my mood
up or down
dependin on the direction you’re goin
the steps know my weight by now
the drag
the heaviness
the purpose
third floor landin
where fluorescents stutter
I test the bottom rail with one foot
steel cold thru sole of my chucks
then ease myself up onto the edge
where certainty meets empty air
I pressed against the railin
metal singin into my palms
and I leaned into nothin
perfect negative space
shaped...
#bipolar
#confessional
#MentalHealth
111 reads
5 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 2:24pm
13th Feb 2025 2:24pm
commitment issues
stairwell breathe concrete dust and regret
spiralin like my mood
up or down
dependin on the direction you’re goin
the steps know my weight by now
the drag
the heaviness
the purpose
third floor landin
where fluorescents stutter
I test the bottom rail with one foot
steel cold thru sole of my chucks
then ease myself up onto the edge
where certainty meets empty air
I pressed against the railin
metal singin into my palms
and I leaned into nothin
perfect negative space
shaped...
spiralin like my mood
up or down
dependin on the direction you’re goin
the steps know my weight by now
the drag
the heaviness
the purpose
third floor landin
where fluorescents stutter
I test the bottom rail with one foot
steel cold thru sole of my chucks
then ease myself up onto the edge
where certainty meets empty air
I pressed against the railin
metal singin into my palms
and I leaned into nothin
perfect negative space
shaped...
#bipolar
#confessional
#MentalHealth
111 reads
5 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
25th Dec 2024 2:21pm
25th Dec 2024 2:21pm
Discovery
What is the true purpose of
Me
From the day I opened my eyes
Into the unknowing world
The immediate world
Mom, Dad, and Me
Like a bud
Precious and new
Timid to push forth
On a planet that is skewed
With plans for me and you
I grow as I must
Ingest and trust information
To go on and survive
To stay here
To stay alive
Then, the brutality came.
Constant like unforgiving rain
In the form of laughter and judgment
Pain
This is just a season I must endure
To...
Me
From the day I opened my eyes
Into the unknowing world
The immediate world
Mom, Dad, and Me
Like a bud
Precious and new
Timid to push forth
On a planet that is skewed
With plans for me and you
I grow as I must
Ingest and trust information
To go on and survive
To stay here
To stay alive
Then, the brutality came.
Constant like unforgiving rain
In the form of laughter and judgment
Pain
This is just a season I must endure
To...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself #SelfDiscovery
#myself #SelfDiscovery
265 reads
16 Comments
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