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.
Nic3456
Poem Published
15th Sep 2024 3:30pm
15th Sep 2024 3:30pm
Parents
Parents, oh the ones that care for you?
Parents, oh the ones that are supposed to love you?
Parents, oh yes those ones!
Was there something wrong with me? Where was your love?
Did it go out the window when you hit me?
Did it go out the window when you called me names?
But you love me?
Right?
The comfort you gave me was masked by your anger
The comfort... where?
The mask you put on when people were around
People thought you were great!
Behind closed doors,
The anger...
Towards me, each other...
Parents, oh the ones that are supposed to love you?
Parents, oh yes those ones!
Was there something wrong with me? Where was your love?
Did it go out the window when you hit me?
Did it go out the window when you called me names?
But you love me?
Right?
The comfort you gave me was masked by your anger
The comfort... where?
The mask you put on when people were around
People thought you were great!
Behind closed doors,
The anger...
Towards me, each other...
#anger
#confusion
#family
#father
#mother
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 6:56pm
12th Sep 2024 6:56pm
Elders
after Philip Larkin
They tell you lies, your dad and mum,
Sometimes without intent,
But no-one cares enough to say
And so you reach your adult day
Stuffed full of their bullshit.
Like other people aren't as clean
Based on the colour of their skin,
That gays'll touch your boys
If left alone with them. Our elders,
We must understand, are fucking idiots.
The prejudices change with time,
But man's a lowly animal.
So live and build your capital,
Then move to what comes next and pray
The elders there aren't...
They tell you lies, your dad and mum,
Sometimes without intent,
But no-one cares enough to say
And so you reach your adult day
Stuffed full of their bullshit.
Like other people aren't as clean
Based on the colour of their skin,
That gays'll touch your boys
If left alone with them. Our elders,
We must understand, are fucking idiots.
The prejudices change with time,
But man's a lowly animal.
So live and build your capital,
Then move to what comes next and pray
The elders there aren't...
#childhood
#father
#mother #parent
#mother #parent
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
11th Sep 2024 11:14am
11th Sep 2024 11:14am
Dad Thought He Has No Problems
Dad thought he has no
problems with Skylar
living so far away. But
that's before he saw
her posing naked in
one issue of Hustler.
problems with Skylar
living so far away. But
that's before he saw
her posing naked in
one issue of Hustler.
#dialogue
#father
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#sex
84 reads
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 9:08am
8th Sep 2024 9:08am
letter to my (dead) dad
#anger
#father
#hate
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 8:30pm
6th Sep 2024 8:30pm
You want filthy smut, well here it is
#daughter
#dirty
#father
#lust
#porn
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 6:44pm
5th Sep 2024 6:44pm
Two Portraits
It has the air of tragedy.
Or maybe I'm too sensitive,
just like my brother said. The pair
of photograph portraits, acquisitive
of dust and filth, atop the air
conditioner inside what was
my brother's teenage room. The left
of her, my stepmother, who died
by suicide now sixteen years ago.
The right of him, my dad,
so newly dead, of cancer in what should
have been his 69th year born.
The both of them now shorn
of influence by death and time,
their worldly goods parcelled.
She in her picture looking up ...
Or maybe I'm too sensitive,
just like my brother said. The pair
of photograph portraits, acquisitive
of dust and filth, atop the air
conditioner inside what was
my brother's teenage room. The left
of her, my stepmother, who died
by suicide now sixteen years ago.
The right of him, my dad,
so newly dead, of cancer in what should
have been his 69th year born.
The both of them now shorn
of influence by death and time,
their worldly goods parcelled.
She in her picture looking up ...
#childhood
#family
#father #parent
#father #parent
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ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 5:12pm
5th Sep 2024 5:12pm
A Liar’s Love
You swallow but you can’t stomach the pride you choke upon
And despite the paradise of a kiss there is no lust worth the gratification that sends a man to hell
Burning alive with a smile while you put up with the life you chose just to never have to admit you were wrong
The pain starts now, in the aftermath of an overrated pleasure
When it’s the high that leaves you in a place of a more devastating let down
You fell for it but you mask the side effects in the shell of your empty defense
Blaming the past on your current state of misery
It’s not...
And despite the paradise of a kiss there is no lust worth the gratification that sends a man to hell
Burning alive with a smile while you put up with the life you chose just to never have to admit you were wrong
The pain starts now, in the aftermath of an overrated pleasure
When it’s the high that leaves you in a place of a more devastating let down
You fell for it but you mask the side effects in the shell of your empty defense
Blaming the past on your current state of misery
It’s not...
#childhood
#father
#parent
#separation
#son
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
4th Sep 2024 11:17am
4th Sep 2024 11:17am
Instead Of Following Them In Joining The Military
Mom and Dad are shocked
to see that Kristal had
entered a beauty contest without
their permission instead of following
them in joining the military.
to see that Kristal had
entered a beauty contest without
their permission instead of following
them in joining the military.
#dialogue
#father
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#mother
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 5:47am
30th Aug 2024 5:47am
an anti-vigil for you
I thought your death
would feel like freedom
but it doesn't
I still hold your secrets
things I shouldn't know
things I shouldn't have seen
but found anyway
the actions and words
between the lines
Nothing ever said outright
I can't remedy the love and hate
that swing like a pendulum
for your in my heart
I know what it means
to love a monster
but I don't know how
to explain it
There's so little good
to hold on to
but we find it anyway
because memory is funny...
would feel like freedom
but it doesn't
I still hold your secrets
things I shouldn't know
things I shouldn't have seen
but found anyway
the actions and words
between the lines
Nothing ever said outright
I can't remedy the love and hate
that swing like a pendulum
for your in my heart
I know what it means
to love a monster
but I don't know how
to explain it
There's so little good
to hold on to
but we find it anyway
because memory is funny...
#anger
#father
#grief
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ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
28th Aug 2024 10:08pm
28th Aug 2024 10:08pm
Honest To A Fault
Put yourself on trial
When conscience speaks to interrogate without a guilty plea
Follow your heart but you lost it when love became the casualty
Co conspirators of sabotage and swayed scales of fabricated morality
Synchronized marionettes in the puppeteering of a scandal
Face the facts through the filter of the lies when the truth is something you can’t handle
Is this just my assumption in the allegations of the motive when I misread the abundance of your heart
Guilty by association with these words that reveal your silent counterpart
...
When conscience speaks to interrogate without a guilty plea
Follow your heart but you lost it when love became the casualty
Co conspirators of sabotage and swayed scales of fabricated morality
Synchronized marionettes in the puppeteering of a scandal
Face the facts through the filter of the lies when the truth is something you can’t handle
Is this just my assumption in the allegations of the motive when I misread the abundance of your heart
Guilty by association with these words that reveal your silent counterpart
...
#anger
#father
#fatherhood
#LifeStruggles
#sadness
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ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
28th Aug 2024 00:18am
28th Aug 2024 00:18am
Self-Love Song
How far in must I get to be heard
It seems no matter how I put it, you still don’t hear a single word
Through filters of pride and the will to misunderstand
I’m casualty to your resentment and your broken upper hand
When success is an illusion and achievements are in vain
Justify your cowardice against how you weigh the delusion of my pain
I guess the scars don’t exist, it’s just imaginary the way that I bleed
As it all seeps to the surface and my lips make roses of every weed
Trace back the roots, the garden is overrun
If you...
It seems no matter how I put it, you still don’t hear a single word
Through filters of pride and the will to misunderstand
I’m casualty to your resentment and your broken upper hand
When success is an illusion and achievements are in vain
Justify your cowardice against how you weigh the delusion of my pain
I guess the scars don’t exist, it’s just imaginary the way that I bleed
As it all seeps to the surface and my lips make roses of every weed
Trace back the roots, the garden is overrun
If you...
#father
#fatherhood
#LifeStruggles
#sadness
#separation
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 12:09pm
17th Aug 2024 12:09pm
The Final Curtain (part 2)
Two weeks after my mother's funeral, my father has become much more distant
He's alienating himself from me & the rest of the family
He's becoming a drunk
I've tried to come over and talk with him
He'd tell me to go away, to leave him alone
The few words he would say weren't to pleasant
He wants to take his own life
He's described numerous ways on how he would rid of himself
I told him that if he would like to speak to a psychiatrist, I would go with him
He became agitated and smacked me in the face
He said with anger, "I DON'T NEED A...
He's alienating himself from me & the rest of the family
He's becoming a drunk
I've tried to come over and talk with him
He'd tell me to go away, to leave him alone
The few words he would say weren't to pleasant
He wants to take his own life
He's described numerous ways on how he would rid of himself
I told him that if he would like to speak to a psychiatrist, I would go with him
He became agitated and smacked me in the face
He said with anger, "I DON'T NEED A...
#alcohol
#cars
#death
#father
#fiction
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