Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 1:46am
4th Feb 2025 1:46am
There will be challenges
Have you ever wondered is it possible to be able to separate thyself, from the negativity and drama with it's deepness of inner vibes. Filled with hurt and pure confusion and drama and madness, that will have you going completely insane. 😮💨 For sure it's necessary to be able to share, our thoughts and insight and bring, honest and truth into the realness of a true relationship. AS it is with a strong commitment and real consistency. To do what you say you came into my life to do, and be able to prove that to me, as man to woman as I prove myself to you, as woman to man....
#aging
#death
#fatherhood
#LifeCycle
#motherhood
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 3:27pm
28th Jan 2025 3:27pm
Without love
What is life without love, for is it still call life when we are alone in the dead of the night skies. THAT hangs upon our very words, like the silence of our night tears that seems, to be lost in the very mixture of unforgotten time. ⌚ For sure do we really know what is life without love, but yet we still crave that real feeling of love and affection, and support and understanding. Only to be denied that what we crave due to the point, that we start shifting our own personal thoughts, 🤔 to dive deeper than deep into the process of the way that, we think and believe in our heart...
#childhood
#fatherhood
#happiness
#LifeCycle
#motherhood
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 12:49pm
23rd Dec 2024 12:49pm
The Rotten Seed
The '60s were so long ago.
I see you crying on the stage.
The truth at last we came to know
that violence can only grow,
a rotten seed that fathers sow
and whose dark fruits they gage.
The '60s were so long ago.
I see you crying on the stage.
But love can manifest with age,
forgiveness joins the high and low.
You spoke, with tears anew confession's wage,
about when you were beaten in a rage
by some sadistic schoolmaster on stage...
Before your peers, in assembly, on show.
But love can manifest with age, ...
I see you crying on the stage.
The truth at last we came to know
that violence can only grow,
a rotten seed that fathers sow
and whose dark fruits they gage.
The '60s were so long ago.
I see you crying on the stage.
But love can manifest with age,
forgiveness joins the high and low.
You spoke, with tears anew confession's wage,
about when you were beaten in a rage
by some sadistic schoolmaster on stage...
Before your peers, in assembly, on show.
But love can manifest with age, ...
#abuse
#childhood
#fatherhood #memories
#fatherhood #memories
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 1:37am
12th Dec 2024 1:37am
I JUST WANT YOU TO THINK
It's me again the story teller of unspoken WORDS ✍️. For sure I just want you to know and think for thyself, 🤔 for what I want to know from you 🤔 do you know what you want and need, 🤔 or do you continue to just settle for what you don't want or need to sustain your own life. 🙏 For sure I see your thoughts process, turning in the deepness of your own SUBCONSCIOUSNESS OF YOUR MIND 🧠 LET'S dive deeper into the deepness of your own thoughts, and insight and feelings 😞 into the outer limits, of your own mind thoughts...
#BestFriend
#fatherhood
#friendship
#LifeCycle
#motherhood
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 10:16pm
9th Dec 2024 10:16pm
SPIRITUAL POWER OF A WOMAN
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ I would like to take a moment of your time, to give my own utmost respect to all the women's of the world. 🌎 For sure if it wasn't for a strong 💪woman there wouldn't be a strong man. THAT is willing to stand and fight as a strong man. Building a strong relationship with a strong, foundation of steel and stones. 🪨 THAT together they shall always stand side by side. For sure I give them the upmost honor with respect, for if wasn't for a woman we as men could not even EXIST....
#BestFriend
#childhood
#fatherhood
#friendship
#motherhood
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 8:37pm
23rd Nov 2024 8:37pm
It's a blessing to be loved
How often do you wish that you finally met someone, who has the same passion as you have to be able, and willing to share there life and love with you 💕 As with respect and honor and support, and understanding involving that realness of honesty truth and trust. 😉 But yet in these days and times, that's 😞 not seems it's gonna happen, due to the deepness of the heart. Along with the deepness of the pain, that has been broken like tiny pieces of broken shatter glass. Yet they have said that no one is sent to you, by chance or accident. 🤔 FOR it's with these kind...
#childhood
#fatherhood
#LifeCycle
#marriage
#motherhood
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 00:27am
19th Nov 2024 00:27am
What do you think
WE are still going through the same situations now, that has been created by us and the government, by the form of pure separation, as if enough is not enough to continue. TO stand and tolerate the deepness of our the hurt and pain, that seems to be able to keep us occupied with the nonsense. Along with drama and destruction of massive form of real separation. 🤨Against you and me as a family, for the togetherness of real value of ourselves. FROM the past few years. When we had the family, structure of rebuilding our lives. For how many of us remember, what it was like when we stood...
#birth
#childhood
#fatherhood
#LifeCycle
#motherhood
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 4:01am
16th Nov 2024 4:01am
STOP OVER THINKING
Stop over thinking about the things, that you have no real control over, when you try to work against a system, that is against you. 😞 Stop over thinking about the things that keep you up, till the wee hours when you are losing precious time ⌚ to sleep. 😴 Stop over thinking of ways to be able to share, your thoughts without defending and denying, thyself
how you feel and think of your own insight and feelings. 🤨JUST be thyself for why should you have to change, your way that you THINK and feel, about the betterment of your own life. 🧐 Stop over...
how you feel and think of your own insight and feelings. 🤨JUST be thyself for why should you have to change, your way that you THINK and feel, about the betterment of your own life. 🧐 Stop over...
#BestFriend
#fatherhood
#friendship
#lover
#motherhood
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 10:26pm
3rd Nov 2024 10:26pm
WHEN YOU HAVE SOMETHING
They say when you have something else, that you've never had before. DUE to the fact that there was no real commitment, and consistency of honesty and truth and trust. But yet you were willing to give it a chance, just to see how much of the words hold TRUTH. 🤨 FOR it's true what they say, knowone is sent to you by chance 💕 or accident 😞 FOR it is the cycle of life. Yet soon you will find out the truth, when we encounter someone, who doesn't have the ability to understand, the true meaning of real communications. Between a woman and man or man to woman who is going...
#aging
#fatherhood
#LifeCycle
#LookingForLove
#motherhood
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cabcool
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 7:04pm
23rd Oct 2024 7:04pm
October Poems 2024 >> a fine son
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
DAY 23
a fine son
A Birthday Psalm for my Son
Javon Andrew Phillips Bowen (b. October 23)
a fine son is a many-splendoured thing
of which the universe is proud to sing;
for from the loins of one man comes an heir
to celebrate him who, before, was there.
a fine son knows the lineage of the earth,
for in it gales the echoes of his birth,
whose dust to dustman rises from the ground
to rule, with wisdom, choices that abound
to every man...
DAY 23
a fine son
A Birthday Psalm for my Son
Javon Andrew Phillips Bowen (b. October 23)
a fine son is a many-splendoured thing
of which the universe is proud to sing;
for from the loins of one man comes an heir
to celebrate him who, before, was there.
a fine son knows the lineage of the earth,
for in it gales the echoes of his birth,
whose dust to dustman rises from the ground
to rule, with wisdom, choices that abound
to every man...
#birthday
#fatherhood
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#son
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 5:50pm
4th Oct 2024 5:50pm
Eyes of My Daughter - Song Lyrics
(Verse 1)
In the hustle of the city, as we race to find our gold,
We wear our blinders tightly as hearts grow cold.
The laughter of our children is now a distant sound,
Lost in selfish pleasures as the world spins round and round.
(Chorus)
But now I can clearly see, through my daughter's eyes,
The years that I missed, chasing alibis.
My little girl is seventeen, with dreams of her own,
Still looking for all the love I should've shown.
(Verse 2)
I was a man of passions, with so much love misplaced,
Trying to fill my empty...
In the hustle of the city, as we race to find our gold,
We wear our blinders tightly as hearts grow cold.
The laughter of our children is now a distant sound,
Lost in selfish pleasures as the world spins round and round.
(Chorus)
But now I can clearly see, through my daughter's eyes,
The years that I missed, chasing alibis.
My little girl is seventeen, with dreams of her own,
Still looking for all the love I should've shown.
(Verse 2)
I was a man of passions, with so much love misplaced,
Trying to fill my empty...
#betrayal
#daughter
#fatherhood #lust
#fatherhood #lust
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Lowko
Jimi Tatz
Jimi Tatz
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 11:42am
13th Sep 2024 11:42am
Gino & Poppy
It was the early 2010s, another pissed up night at the boozer.
A young Gino Corona was spending all of his dosh, like a loser!
He had long hair in a bun and a wife-beater to show his guns.
Flossing a big chunky chain on his neck to show his funds.
His wife and his kid at home would wonder where he might be?
Either way she knew, he would be pissed up, somewhere out of his tree.
In the gritty town of Swansea, it was raw, rough, and ready.
They lived in a grotty flat in the moody streets of Sketty.
Poppy Fiasco was...
A young Gino Corona was spending all of his dosh, like a loser!
He had long hair in a bun and a wife-beater to show his guns.
Flossing a big chunky chain on his neck to show his funds.
His wife and his kid at home would wonder where he might be?
Either way she knew, he would be pissed up, somewhere out of his tree.
In the gritty town of Swansea, it was raw, rough, and ready.
They lived in a grotty flat in the moody streets of Sketty.
Poppy Fiasco was...
#family
#fatherhood
#marriage
#memories
#responsibility
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DU Poetry : Poems About Fatherhood Seeking Honest Critique
