Poems about Father
#father
Poetry about father, depicting the wisdom and memories of a father, and what it means to be a good father. Poems exploring both positive and negative relationships between children and their fathers.
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:59pm
Yesterday 7:59pm
~’anthaadhi’.. the eternal sun
no start no end
..anthaadhi
this primordial godparticle
in within this transient being
he too one such rustic warrior
simplistic naivety written all over
.. braving against any injustice, a
raging red fiery warring vigilante
in a roaring avatar
in rudra thaandava
(born a no-one in a nowhere mapped
an insignificantly conversing ..
a colloquial hamlet.. of this
a nothing much held interior pocket
thats in scrap out moulting layers
of its...
..anthaadhi
this primordial godparticle
in within this transient being
he too one such rustic warrior
simplistic naivety written all over
.. braving against any injustice, a
raging red fiery warring vigilante
in a roaring avatar
in rudra thaandava
(born a no-one in a nowhere mapped
an insignificantly conversing ..
a colloquial hamlet.. of this
a nothing much held interior pocket
thats in scrap out moulting layers
of its...
#family
#father
#inspirational
#love
#prayer
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marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:43pm
Yesterday 5:43pm
A Poem For My Dad
3/30
Seeing you in my dreams
Never gets any easier
There’s a different kind of heartache
That comes with this kind of grief
I miss you everyday
And think of all the things you're not here for
Some days are just harder
Where everything reminds me of you
Maybe it's the cloudy weather
And the chill that's in the air
But today, I can’t seem to stop thinking
Of how much I could use one of your hugs
Seeing you in my dreams
Never gets any easier
There’s a different kind of heartache
That comes with this kind of grief
I miss you everyday
And think of all the things you're not here for
Some days are just harder
Where everything reminds me of you
Maybe it's the cloudy weather
And the chill that's in the air
But today, I can’t seem to stop thinking
Of how much I could use one of your hugs
#father
#grief
#parent
25 reads
1 Comment
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 7:07pm
13th Mar 2025 7:07pm
THE FATHER OF HER CHILD
#father
#motherhood
#responsibility #sex
#responsibility #sex
72 reads
2 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 10:50am
12th Mar 2025 10:50am
Not N Your Library Series I (What You Might Find)
#father
#secrets
70 reads
5 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 5:01pm
5th Mar 2025 5:01pm
Mass Earnis Ah Mass Ruben
(Patois)
Mass Earnis ave wah son niem Den Den, ah Mass Ruben ave wah son niem Jakes. Di two bwoy dem did a pliay wang giem dung di ruod, an Den Den gi Jakes a rass lick wid a pisa tik. Wen Jakes guh uom, eeh tell eeh puppa seh Den Den lick im inna eeh fies wid wan tik.
Mass Ruben seh, “Kom mi bwoy, mia goh mek yuh lick back Den Den widdi tik.” Wen Mass Ruben an im son reech a Mass Earnis yawd, dem si Den Den sidung pah wah big stuon. Mass Ruben seh tu im seh, “Den Den, weh mek yuh lick Jakes inna eeh fies widdi tik?” Den Den seh, “Mi neva mein fi lick im. A...
Mass Earnis ave wah son niem Den Den, ah Mass Ruben ave wah son niem Jakes. Di two bwoy dem did a pliay wang giem dung di ruod, an Den Den gi Jakes a rass lick wid a pisa tik. Wen Jakes guh uom, eeh tell eeh puppa seh Den Den lick im inna eeh fies wid wan tik.
Mass Ruben seh, “Kom mi bwoy, mia goh mek yuh lick back Den Den widdi tik.” Wen Mass Ruben an im son reech a Mass Earnis yawd, dem si Den Den sidung pah wah big stuon. Mass Ruben seh tu im seh, “Den Den, weh mek yuh lick Jakes inna eeh fies widdi tik?” Den Den seh, “Mi neva mein fi lick im. A...
#children
#curse
#father
#funny
#home
71 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 12:19pm
27th Feb 2025 12:19pm
There once upon time
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ there once upon a time ⌚ that a child was placed in children services. His file was created to hide his history yet this same child was placed in adoption agency. 😔 For this same child got adopted by a good family, who decided to adopt a child cause their own children were grown and on their own. From the outside appearance he seems normal polite well-mannered a child anybody will want. But beneath the surface he had a deep dark 🌑 secret of the evil hidden behind a smile of a child. 😊 One-day the...
#dark
#father
#mother
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
88 reads
2 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 5:16am
22nd Feb 2025 5:16am
the weight of your legacy
my reflection holds a warnin
your face thru mine
a bloodline’s violent song
features cut into jagged scars
of inheritance
the steinway bears witness
to lessons of impact
how ribcages sing out
when struck just right
between wrong notes
I sign papers with reluctance
your name fadin into mine
crimson risin beneath skin
bleedin out onto dotted lines
so many nights I wake
to find my hands
curled into shapes
that speak with your tongue
and I swear if I could just recall
which...
your face thru mine
a bloodline’s violent song
features cut into jagged scars
of inheritance
the steinway bears witness
to lessons of impact
how ribcages sing out
when struck just right
between wrong notes
I sign papers with reluctance
your name fadin into mine
crimson risin beneath skin
bleedin out onto dotted lines
so many nights I wake
to find my hands
curled into shapes
that speak with your tongue
and I swear if I could just recall
which...
#childhood
#father
#violence
160 reads
10 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 2:41pm
21st Feb 2025 2:41pm
History
As I woke, my eyes came to rest
on my lover’s penis lying limp and at ease.
I thought of its history with this man’s life.
They’d been together 34 years and he’d
handled it daily from the time his hands
began to explore his body.
It had known many women and now me as well.
I wondered what they were like,
what pleasure had they found in Shawn
as he moved through his youth and then adulthood.
In the morning light, his penis was a dark shadow,
reminding me of the first time
I was confronted with my father’s ...
on my lover’s penis lying limp and at ease.
I thought of its history with this man’s life.
They’d been together 34 years and he’d
handled it daily from the time his hands
began to explore his body.
It had known many women and now me as well.
I wondered what they were like,
what pleasure had they found in Shawn
as he moved through his youth and then adulthood.
In the morning light, his penis was a dark shadow,
reminding me of the first time
I was confronted with my father’s ...
#childhood
#father
#morality #sex
#morality #sex
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3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 9:51pm
9th Feb 2025 9:51pm
Ring of life & death
He's showed his kid numerous times a video of him and the kid's mother fucking on the night the kid was conceived
He would then show the kid a video of the child's mother giving birth to him
Years later, the kid showed his kid a video of himself shooting his father in the head with a shotgun
He would then show the kid a video of the child's mother giving birth to him
Years later, the kid showed his kid a video of himself shooting his father in the head with a shotgun
#birth
#children
#father
#memories
#sex
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6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 11:15pm
20th Jan 2025 11:15pm
Father and his son, the wimp
The boy turned fifteen. His father bought him a shotgun. He taught his son how to load, clean and shoot the gun. He would say, "Kid you've got to stand up for yourself, always." He would make the boy shoot round after round, his shoulder would ache. He would rather read comics, go on his phone, and jerk off like any normal teenager. He didn't like going to the rifle range with his father. The place gave him the creeps.
One Saturday morning in June, his father said, "Get your rifle and get in the car, MOVE IT!" He did what he was told. He sat in the front seat...
One Saturday morning in June, his father said, "Get your rifle and get in the car, MOVE IT!" He did what he was told. He sat in the front seat...
#bullying
#father
#ShortStory #son
#ShortStory #son
109 reads
6 Comments
Poeticking81
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 9:30am
16th Jan 2025 9:30am
This poem is called Child Murder
My name's sky I'm three,My eyes are swollen.I can't see,I must be stupid.I must be bad,What else could have made my daddy so mad?I wish i were better i wish i weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.I can't do wrong i can't speak at all or else i am lockup all day long.When i am awake i am all alone.The house is dark my folks aren't home.When my mommy does come home.I'll try and be nice,so maybe i will just get one whipping tonight.I just heard a car,my daddy's back from charlies bar.I hear him curse.My name's called,I press myself against the wall.I try to hide from his...
#death
#father
#murder #son
#murder #son
141 reads
2 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 2:10am
12th Jan 2025 2:10am
what time does the floor show start?
..that is the question I
always asked myself
when my drunken father
came staggering home
with my mom sitting
on that worn out old
couch waiting for him
and his worthless den
full of lion lies and vodka
excuses
I had a front row seat
and I didn't have to pay
one red cent to see the
whole dammed show
now that's what I
call entertainment
always asked myself
when my drunken father
came staggering home
with my mom sitting
on that worn out old
couch waiting for him
and his worthless den
full of lion lies and vodka
excuses
I had a front row seat
and I didn't have to pay
one red cent to see the
whole dammed show
now that's what I
call entertainment
#father
#memories
#mother
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