crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
24th Apr 2022 3:18pm
24th Apr 2022 3:18pm
Candace Queen a light in a dark world
oppression is real
you can feel the weight of it on your soul
some bear the pain of this day and out
they walk on like soldiers
fighting a war most people don't see
poverty teaches you how to be grateful
for the most basic things
like a bed to sleep in
or food to eat
warm clothes
some go into battle without any of these things
these warriors navigate the world fiercely
that their souls can war with these demons
is nothing short of amazing to me
I was in the city only three days
a concrete hell...
you can feel the weight of it on your soul
some bear the pain of this day and out
they walk on like soldiers
fighting a war most people don't see
poverty teaches you how to be grateful
for the most basic things
like a bed to sleep in
or food to eat
warm clothes
some go into battle without any of these things
these warriors navigate the world fiercely
that their souls can war with these demons
is nothing short of amazing to me
I was in the city only three days
a concrete hell...
#love
#beauty
#oppression #daughter
#oppression #daughter
438 reads
6 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 2:06pm
13th Apr 2024 2:06pm
lucky 13
13 of 30
she was born on the 13th day
of the 3rd month
the most Pisces spirit you've ever seen
it's all that water...you understand
she swims in it
& me a solid Cancer
our home can be quite turbulent...
saturated in emotion
...as I'm sure you can well imagine
but she's the purest heart
with a penchant for mischief
{I tell her she gets it from my father
a man for whom she says she weeps
though she never met him
...not strictly true...she was just too young to remember...}
graced with a...
she was born on the 13th day
of the 3rd month
the most Pisces spirit you've ever seen
it's all that water...you understand
she swims in it
& me a solid Cancer
our home can be quite turbulent...
saturated in emotion
...as I'm sure you can well imagine
but she's the purest heart
with a penchant for mischief
{I tell her she gets it from my father
a man for whom she says she weeps
though she never met him
...not strictly true...she was just too young to remember...}
graced with a...
#beauty
#gratitude
#daughter #NaPoWriMo2024
#daughter #NaPoWriMo2024
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6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
1st Jan 2024 10:30pm
1st Jan 2024 10:30pm
New Year Baby
Life can bring you so much joy…
At unexpected times
In unexpected places
It can certainly turn your life around
And bring happiness with tiny little faces
It was five minutes into the New Year
When my granddaughter came into the world
It was so quick, so sudden
What a way to start 2024
And when I held her in my arms
I stared at her angelic face
Little Luna, we’re over moon
Our little star is filled with grace
Today for the first time
I called my daughter momma
At unexpected times
In unexpected places
It can certainly turn your life around
And bring happiness with tiny little faces
It was five minutes into the New Year
When my granddaughter came into the world
It was so quick, so sudden
What a way to start 2024
And when I held her in my arms
I stared at her angelic face
Little Luna, we’re over moon
Our little star is filled with grace
Today for the first time
I called my daughter momma
#love
#children
#family #daughter
#family #daughter
151 reads
18 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2020 6:19am
22nd Apr 2020 6:19am
My Freaking Dreams
In my dreams a
person who was adopted
comes up to me
told me she was
my daughter which
suprised me because
of her age and her
date of birth then it
made sense to me that
my oldest brother put my name
on the adoption papers
So I blackmailed him for
the freaking truth
I still don't know
What this dream means
person who was adopted
comes up to me
told me she was
my daughter which
suprised me because
of her age and her
date of birth then it
made sense to me that
my oldest brother put my name
on the adoption papers
So I blackmailed him for
the freaking truth
I still don't know
What this dream means
#brother
#dreams
#respect
#daughter
#responsibility
486 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
Spoken Thoughts Through The Eyes Of A Princess
Father, will you tell me all the stories that originated out the depths of the sea
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
#father
#sun
#water
#daughter
#spiritual
270 reads
5 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2021 3:24am
22nd Apr 2021 3:24am
She works until midnight
She works until midnight tonight –
The sentence makes me pause as I remember,
once upon a time…
Midnight was the hour when the party got going,
when liquified dancing took over my mind
and I couldn’t even imagine her;
Because that was way before her time.
Later, midnight was the hour
of waking up groggy
for feeding and rocking
and burping and changing,
thinking the tiredness would never end;
But that was before her childhood.
Then, midnight became the hour
for one last check on the sleeping cherub -
the...
The sentence makes me pause as I remember,
once upon a time…
Midnight was the hour when the party got going,
when liquified dancing took over my mind
and I couldn’t even imagine her;
Because that was way before her time.
Later, midnight was the hour
of waking up groggy
for feeding and rocking
and burping and changing,
thinking the tiredness would never end;
But that was before her childhood.
Then, midnight became the hour
for one last check on the sleeping cherub -
the...
#admiration
#daughter
#bittersweet #NaPoWriMo2021
#bittersweet #NaPoWriMo2021
451 reads
8 Comments
mysteriouslady
Poem Published
11th Aug 2020 3:53am
11th Aug 2020 3:53am
All Grown Up
The first time I held you in my arms
you were so tiny
Now youre ready to rule the world
A senior...
My 1st born
All grown up
17 years have flown by...
we ordered your dress for your last homecomimg
we have booked the pics for this special senior year
hair, makeup, Vans and instruments
Marching Band geeks unite!
We will walk through fire to make sure this year is the best
covid can take a sidecar
nothing will ruin this for you, sweet daughter of ours
you deserve the best
Our baby they said wed never...
you were so tiny
Now youre ready to rule the world
A senior...
My 1st born
All grown up
17 years have flown by...
we ordered your dress for your last homecomimg
we have booked the pics for this special senior year
hair, makeup, Vans and instruments
Marching Band geeks unite!
We will walk through fire to make sure this year is the best
covid can take a sidecar
nothing will ruin this for you, sweet daughter of ours
you deserve the best
Our baby they said wed never...
#children
#daughter
373 reads
3 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
28th Jul 2022 9:00pm
28th Jul 2022 9:00pm
Sadness
when you realize
the most beautiful person
is slipping away
the most beautiful person
is slipping away
#death
#senryu
#despair
#suffering
#daughter
587 reads
Styxian
Poem Published
7th Aug 2022 4:52pm
7th Aug 2022 4:52pm
Hopscotch Lines
A long haired girl
with a light blue dress
jumps across hopscotch'd lines.
Every bound blinds me
as I lose her, in the sky
Then, clouds ground her
Grey turns the day
As upon the tin roof
begin the taps
of the drumming rain
With that steady beat
we dance upon the concrete porch
With seven colors of chalk
strewn across its slate.
I marvel, at how
little girls build their worlds
in primarily bright shades
Seven sides then, to this day
Born into a rainy life
As...
with a light blue dress
jumps across hopscotch'd lines.
Every bound blinds me
as I lose her, in the sky
Then, clouds ground her
Grey turns the day
As upon the tin roof
begin the taps
of the drumming rain
With that steady beat
we dance upon the concrete porch
With seven colors of chalk
strewn across its slate.
I marvel, at how
little girls build their worlds
in primarily bright shades
Seven sides then, to this day
Born into a rainy life
As...
#separation
#daughter
#responsibility
412 reads
20 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
26th Mar 2023 1:13pm
26th Mar 2023 1:13pm
That’s love
It’s hard loving someone and letting them go . Yes you were their first love and you nurtured them to live . Unapologetic and fiercely independent so they can
stand on their own feet and express themselves and experience their own journey on this earth . It’s letting go that love is truly made up of . A coat embroidered with firsts followed by more . A tailoring of lengthening the material with darts to fit the structure of seconds , thirds and more of its kind . Truly loving another from the top of their head to their toes is found in freedom and choices to find themselves with others...
stand on their own feet and express themselves and experience their own journey on this earth . It’s letting go that love is truly made up of . A coat embroidered with firsts followed by more . A tailoring of lengthening the material with darts to fit the structure of seconds , thirds and more of its kind . Truly loving another from the top of their head to their toes is found in freedom and choices to find themselves with others...
#mother
#children
#childhood
#family
#daughter
119 reads
0 Comments
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
29th Feb 2024 10:22pm
29th Feb 2024 10:22pm
What I Feel No Words Could Bear
What would be of me
if you could be with me
How would be my present days
if ever you were spared other few days
I open wide my heart so as you I can see
and stand in awe of the woman I would see!
I will not weep or tend to lament
just swallow every moan and each lament
I knelt to the grace of God’s Hands
for the blessing to kiss my mother’s hands
I prayed for a time to once again see you
graced with your presence and a kiss from you
The woman I see as I close my eyes
that’s you, mum, the apple...
if you could be with me
How would be my present days
if ever you were spared other few days
I open wide my heart so as you I can see
and stand in awe of the woman I would see!
I will not weep or tend to lament
just swallow every moan and each lament
I knelt to the grace of God’s Hands
for the blessing to kiss my mother’s hands
I prayed for a time to once again see you
graced with your presence and a kiss from you
The woman I see as I close my eyes
that’s you, mum, the apple...
#love
#mother
#gratitude
#admiration
#daughter
73 reads
4 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
13th Jan 2019 7:36pm
13th Jan 2019 7:36pm
dear dad
dear Dad,
you left before I could even grow up
so many times I wanted to call you on the phone
you were out of my reach
behind the veil where mortals can't cross
I'm given time to pause
to go over my mistakes
you enter my dreams with words of advice
I wish I could always take them
you have a view that I can't see
one of the great universe
you see where I fit within it
I hear you in my mind talking to me
telling me in life you were blind
you didn't know the calling placed on my life
or what just...
you left before I could even grow up
so many times I wanted to call you on the phone
you were out of my reach
behind the veil where mortals can't cross
I'm given time to pause
to go over my mistakes
you enter my dreams with words of advice
I wish I could always take them
you have a view that I can't see
one of the great universe
you see where I fit within it
I hear you in my mind talking to me
telling me in life you were blind
you didn't know the calling placed on my life
or what just...
#father
#death
#daughter
568 reads
6 Comments
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