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.
Kingvirky
Poem Published
27th Mar 2020 11:07am
27th Mar 2020 11:07am
Birthday poem
Sweet talk often leaves us bitter,
Lip service with five star ratings.
Big talks of grandeur leaving small impressions.
Songs of bliss that end up as a tool to deceive.
What happened to "do what you say?"
I heard a faint echo from the distance
I moved closer and it became a melody
A beat, a rhyme, a roar.
I can't really describe it.
You said nothing but it was loud and clear.
It drew us all to you.
Your kindness,
Your sacrifice,
Your dedication to the people.
They screamed louder than the finest speech.
...
Lip service with five star ratings.
Big talks of grandeur leaving small impressions.
Songs of bliss that end up as a tool to deceive.
What happened to "do what you say?"
I heard a faint echo from the distance
I moved closer and it became a melody
A beat, a rhyme, a roar.
I can't really describe it.
You said nothing but it was loud and clear.
It drew us all to you.
Your kindness,
Your sacrifice,
Your dedication to the people.
They screamed louder than the finest speech.
...
#kindness
#strength
#father
#men
#inspirational
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0 Comments
Chrismathisiam
Poem Published
24th Mar 2020 1:45am
24th Mar 2020 1:45am
The Good Lord Gave Me
When you work hard,
you get that cash.
When you play hard,
you spend it fast.
When you break some hearts,
they'll break yours back
Always love who you are,
because nobody else, does that.
When you feel your scars
burning that's your past.
Believe me, I know it's hard,
But You cant look back.
When you see at the stars,
Someday I will be staring back.
Like Lord there's my daughters,
I'm so proud to be there dad.
The good lord gave me
a chance to be a father.
Two sweet babies,
my...
you get that cash.
When you play hard,
you spend it fast.
When you break some hearts,
they'll break yours back
Always love who you are,
because nobody else, does that.
When you feel your scars
burning that's your past.
Believe me, I know it's hard,
But You cant look back.
When you see at the stars,
Someday I will be staring back.
Like Lord there's my daughters,
I'm so proud to be there dad.
The good lord gave me
a chance to be a father.
Two sweet babies,
my...
#father
#daughter
44 reads
2 Comments
Kfn185
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2020 10:07am
22nd Mar 2020 10:07am
Real men don't cry
please read Authors note~
Verse
Remember the time I fell into the creek,
and you accused me of being weak,
just because I shed a tear,
from that day on,
my moods turned black,
carried every bit of misery, on my back,
day after day, year after year,
Verse
Still hear your voice,
running 'round my brain,
saying, crying just aint
' the American way',
gotta stand upright and be...
Verse
Remember the time I fell into the creek,
and you accused me of being weak,
just because I shed a tear,
from that day on,
my moods turned black,
carried every bit of misery, on my back,
day after day, year after year,
Verse
Still hear your voice,
running 'round my brain,
saying, crying just aint
' the American way',
gotta stand upright and be...
#grief
#father
#childhood
#lies
#healing
44 reads
7 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
18th Mar 2020 2:10pm
18th Mar 2020 2:10pm
Fragments
Shaving this morning
Thinking about my Dad
4 years behind enemy lines
WW ll
Came back home to honesty and marriage
He was hard to be close to
Never said much
It was what he didn't say
That said so much
I wear him on my shoulder
Times like this needed more than ever
Wisdom
Pragmatism
Living by a code
He never told us what he saw overseas
Protected us from evil
Shaved every morning the rest of his days
Thinking about my Dad
4 years behind enemy lines
WW ll
Came back home to honesty and marriage
He was hard to be close to
Never said much
It was what he didn't say
That said so much
I wear him on my shoulder
Times like this needed more than ever
Wisdom
Pragmatism
Living by a code
He never told us what he saw overseas
Protected us from evil
Shaved every morning the rest of his days
#father
#memories
52 reads
19 Comments
Morganpoet
Poem Published
15th Mar 2020 10:05pm
15th Mar 2020 10:05pm
FINDING MY FATHER
I once had a father
who wrapped me up tight,
used his soft gentle voice
to soothe me at night.
My father was young,
he was loving and wise,
to be in his presence
made my spirit rise.
I lost my father, an
ambulance took him away,
I can still see his face,
I can still hear him say;
"Don't worry, my darling,
I'll be all right!"
I gave him my hand,
he squeezed my wrist tight.
I've been finding my father
since I was eight,
drawn to the protection
only a man can...
who wrapped me up tight,
used his soft gentle voice
to soothe me at night.
My father was young,
he was loving and wise,
to be in his presence
made my spirit rise.
I lost my father, an
ambulance took him away,
I can still see his face,
I can still hear him say;
"Don't worry, my darling,
I'll be all right!"
I gave him my hand,
he squeezed my wrist tight.
I've been finding my father
since I was eight,
drawn to the protection
only a man can...
#father
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4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
12th Mar 2020 00:03am
12th Mar 2020 00:03am
One Hundred Miles Away
Here’s my attempt at a witty gritty bitty but short little ditty,
Not for your pity but because I really want to be sincere,
Even as I’m living further away in a different city,
My love for you is so strong it will never disappear.
Dear son, I can’t be there like you’ve wished or dreamed,
But I think about you when I wake up and when I go to bed,
With that said, even though I’m not there like you’d like,
I pray that you understand the struggle in my head.
I feel frustrated and flustered as if I failed you as a father,
It bothers me...
Not for your pity but because I really want to be sincere,
Even as I’m living further away in a different city,
My love for you is so strong it will never disappear.
Dear son, I can’t be there like you’ve wished or dreamed,
But I think about you when I wake up and when I go to bed,
With that said, even though I’m not there like you’d like,
I pray that you understand the struggle in my head.
I feel frustrated and flustered as if I failed you as a father,
It bothers me...
#father
#son
57 reads
4 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
9th Mar 2020 4:50pm
9th Mar 2020 4:50pm
MY SHOULDERS YOU SHALL LAY
From the whispers of silent words spoken from your mother's lips to my ears, I was told of a lovely gift coming into the future of our lives, as that gift would be you a child someone more precious than gold.
For as you grow within your mothers womb with love and care, as the weeks turns into months I lay sometimes here next to your mother and rub her stomach, just to feel you there moving as I touch her skin of flesh to feel you kick and stir just from my touch of my hands.
For even with each memory as the days and...
For as you grow within your mothers womb with love and care, as the weeks turns into months I lay sometimes here next to your mother and rub her stomach, just to feel you there moving as I touch her skin of flesh to feel you kick and stir just from my touch of my hands.
For even with each memory as the days and...
#mother
#father
#children
#family
#responsibility
56 reads
4 Comments
unnifaomsl
Poem Published
5th Mar 2020 4:42pm
5th Mar 2020 4:42pm
A One Sided Battle
I am choking on the smog of resentment
tripping and stumbling and lashing out at your contentment.
it fills my lungs and I
scream but you live on
in ignorance as I have this
awful dream
And you grin ear to ear as my soul thrashes
beneath my numb exterior.
Once more, it comes to the ashes;
how they glow, twinkle,then
fall to the ground, discarded.
You move away
and leave me unguarded.
The tears have dried,
but my heart is blackened,
I pray you feel the weight,
as we stagnate in this stalemate.
tripping and stumbling and lashing out at your contentment.
it fills my lungs and I
scream but you live on
in ignorance as I have this
awful dream
And you grin ear to ear as my soul thrashes
beneath my numb exterior.
Once more, it comes to the ashes;
how they glow, twinkle,then
fall to the ground, discarded.
You move away
and leave me unguarded.
The tears have dried,
but my heart is blackened,
I pray you feel the weight,
as we stagnate in this stalemate.
#father
#family
61 reads
8 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
19th Feb 2020 7:31pm
19th Feb 2020 7:31pm
I Need Your Blessing, Father
So young, I'm just starting out
getting to know all the cute pups
I look to my dad to figure life out
Until I know what love is about
He's got me through the downs and the ups
So glad you are there, ambitions we share
When I fall in love, I know you will care
Puppy love aint safe enough
Without your blessing Father
You protect me when it's tough
I know you love this daughter
I'm big enough to think this through
but I still have faith in trusting you
We'll talk this over; figure things out ...
getting to know all the cute pups
I look to my dad to figure life out
Until I know what love is about
He's got me through the downs and the ups
So glad you are there, ambitions we share
When I fall in love, I know you will care
Puppy love aint safe enough
Without your blessing Father
You protect me when it's tough
I know you love this daughter
I'm big enough to think this through
but I still have faith in trusting you
We'll talk this over; figure things out ...
#father
51 reads
9 Comments
rosemary08
Poem Published
17th Feb 2020 5:06am
17th Feb 2020 5:06am
HE
He reeks of tobacco, leather, and industrial smoke, the kind that always billows in dingy factories. A smokey black haze that lingers in coughing fits around him, putrid but somehow comforting once you grow accustomed to it. Old chewed tobacco always clinging to his mouth and the lingering scent of his overused cologne is ever present. You never catch him without a cigarette dangling from his lips, and still you wonder how he has such a pretty smile after all these years. You watch him thinking... he came back sad. Not a normal rainy day sad. But a bone chilling, skin deep hurt that pierced...
#dark
#father
#heartbroken
#despair
#daughter
83 reads
3 Comments
Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
16th Feb 2020 1:01am
16th Feb 2020 1:01am
Cartridges & Seashells
( a visual poem )
Mother made me into
a mannequin,
with dirt-stained
boney knees
an embarrassment.
My wild, dark hair
cut brutally short
by a father that drank
and blamed me for
looking too masculine,
and so
declared the girl a boy.
Cartridges & seashells
coveted in my pockets.
Mother made me into
a mannequin,
with dirt-stained
boney knees
an embarrassment.
My wild, dark hair
cut brutally short
by a father that drank
and blamed me for
looking too masculine,
and so
declared the girl a boy.
Cartridges & seashells
coveted in my pockets.
#mother
#father
#childhood
#daughter
#masculinity
109 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Poem Published
13th Feb 2020 9:49pm
13th Feb 2020 9:49pm
Xander Pie's Eyes
How could I write about one and not the other?
When they’re so close in age they're peas in a pod,
Xander tends to be like me and his brother,
He’s funny and quirky and a little odd.
The boy has this certain personality,
His looks, his style, his likes even dislikes,
They’re close to mine it’s kind of uncanny,
Similar tempers and I’m just like - yikes!
He’s also a caring and loving young man,
Ever since he was little in his playpen,
It was then when I began to understand,
Xander Pie’s eyes were a slice of heaven.
...
When they’re so close in age they're peas in a pod,
Xander tends to be like me and his brother,
He’s funny and quirky and a little odd.
The boy has this certain personality,
His looks, his style, his likes even dislikes,
They’re close to mine it’s kind of uncanny,
Similar tempers and I’m just like - yikes!
He’s also a caring and loving young man,
Ever since he was little in his playpen,
It was then when I began to understand,
Xander Pie’s eyes were a slice of heaven.
...
#love
#father
#son
104 reads
3 Comments
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