Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
21st Feb 2022 12:01pm
21st Feb 2022 12:01pm
A father's love
A father’s love was mine for a time,
But later his heart would roam.
Desires for more than a family’s love
Took him far away from home.
I thought he was my love for life,
Curled fingers inside his hand.
But life would lead me to other men,
Where I surrendered my treasured plans.
I long to go back to that innocent time,
But it will never be so again.
I will follow desires, I'm still a daddy's girl.
But the lust of flesh always wins.
But later his heart would roam.
Desires for more than a family’s love
Took him far away from home.
I thought he was my love for life,
Curled fingers inside his hand.
But life would lead me to other men,
Where I surrendered my treasured plans.
I long to go back to that innocent time,
But it will never be so again.
I will follow desires, I'm still a daddy's girl.
But the lust of flesh always wins.
#lust
#daughter
#fatherhood
659 reads
5 Comments
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
152 reads
1 Comment
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
152 reads
1 Comment
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
152 reads
1 Comment
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
152 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Nov 2021 4:53pm
30th Nov 2021 4:53pm
Powwow & Father
Powwow & Father
Iroquois Chanteuse sings a Celtic mood
For Powwow gatherers deep in the dusk
When shadows of the quiet quilt the evening
In the forever dream of a lost sun
Whose whereabouts are in the blackberry fields
On the horizon of silent tears
Of a Tibetan plateau where rhymes grow
Far from the piney halls of Valhalla
Where mystic embers go on a spark journey
To ascend the fires of Eden
But the keepers of the peace torch understand
And follow our trail
On roads etched in charcoal night
That veils...
Iroquois Chanteuse sings a Celtic mood
For Powwow gatherers deep in the dusk
When shadows of the quiet quilt the evening
In the forever dream of a lost sun
Whose whereabouts are in the blackberry fields
On the horizon of silent tears
Of a Tibetan plateau where rhymes grow
Far from the piney halls of Valhalla
Where mystic embers go on a spark journey
To ascend the fires of Eden
But the keepers of the peace torch understand
And follow our trail
On roads etched in charcoal night
That veils...
#father
#nature
#fatherhood
377 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Nov 2021 4:53pm
30th Nov 2021 4:53pm
Powwow & Father
Powwow & Father
Iroquois Chanteuse sings a Celtic mood
For Powwow gatherers deep in the dusk
When shadows of the quiet quilt the evening
In the forever dream of a lost sun
Whose whereabouts are in the blackberry fields
On the horizon of silent tears
Of a Tibetan plateau where rhymes grow
Far from the piney halls of Valhalla
Where mystic embers go on a spark journey
To ascend the fires of Eden
But the keepers of the peace torch understand
And follow our trail
On roads etched in charcoal night
That veils...
Iroquois Chanteuse sings a Celtic mood
For Powwow gatherers deep in the dusk
When shadows of the quiet quilt the evening
In the forever dream of a lost sun
Whose whereabouts are in the blackberry fields
On the horizon of silent tears
Of a Tibetan plateau where rhymes grow
Far from the piney halls of Valhalla
Where mystic embers go on a spark journey
To ascend the fires of Eden
But the keepers of the peace torch understand
And follow our trail
On roads etched in charcoal night
That veils...
#father
#nature
#fatherhood
377 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Nov 2021 4:53pm
30th Nov 2021 4:53pm
Powwow & Father
Powwow & Father
Iroquois Chanteuse sings a Celtic mood
For Powwow gatherers deep in the dusk
When shadows of the quiet quilt the evening
In the forever dream of a lost sun
Whose whereabouts are in the blackberry fields
On the horizon of silent tears
Of a Tibetan plateau where rhymes grow
Far from the piney halls of Valhalla
Where mystic embers go on a spark journey
To ascend the fires of Eden
But the keepers of the peace torch understand
And follow our trail
On roads etched in charcoal night
That veils...
Iroquois Chanteuse sings a Celtic mood
For Powwow gatherers deep in the dusk
When shadows of the quiet quilt the evening
In the forever dream of a lost sun
Whose whereabouts are in the blackberry fields
On the horizon of silent tears
Of a Tibetan plateau where rhymes grow
Far from the piney halls of Valhalla
Where mystic embers go on a spark journey
To ascend the fires of Eden
But the keepers of the peace torch understand
And follow our trail
On roads etched in charcoal night
That veils...
#father
#nature
#fatherhood
377 reads
0 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
17th Aug 2019 11:17am
17th Aug 2019 11:17am
Fathers and Sons: Love Redux
My dad wasn't wordy
I can't remember affection
He never told me he loved me
If he did, I don't remember it
Strong silent type he was
I grew up quiet
Till I started to speak more
Then everyone wished I'd shut the fuck up
My mom told me my dad loved us very much
I wanted to hear it from him
On my wedding day he said it
Collectively in a toast he pronounced his love grandly
I always wanted more from him
I wanted his knowledge, his craft
He's gone 20 years now
I'm still trying ......
I can't remember affection
He never told me he loved me
If he did, I don't remember it
Strong silent type he was
I grew up quiet
Till I started to speak more
Then everyone wished I'd shut the fuck up
My mom told me my dad loved us very much
I wanted to hear it from him
On my wedding day he said it
Collectively in a toast he pronounced his love grandly
I always wanted more from him
I wanted his knowledge, his craft
He's gone 20 years now
I'm still trying ......
#fatherhood
627 reads
19 Comments
LIFE4ME
Poem Published
21st Feb 2020 7:41pm
21st Feb 2020 7:41pm
Born
the first shrieking cry
as light touches the small frame
parenthood is born
as light touches the small frame
parenthood is born
#happiness
#children
#motherhood
#fatherhood
#haiku
608 reads
2 Comments
LIFE4ME
Poem Published
21st Feb 2020 7:41pm
21st Feb 2020 7:41pm
Born
the first shrieking cry
as light touches the small frame
parenthood is born
as light touches the small frame
parenthood is born
#happiness
#children
#motherhood
#fatherhood
#haiku
608 reads
2 Comments
LIFE4ME
Poem Published
21st Feb 2020 7:41pm
21st Feb 2020 7:41pm
Born
the first shrieking cry
as light touches the small frame
parenthood is born
as light touches the small frame
parenthood is born
#happiness
#children
#motherhood
#fatherhood
#haiku
608 reads
2 Comments
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