Poems about Mother
#mother
Here you'll find poems about relationships with mother. Depicting a relationship that's sometimes difficult, other times beautiful and sentimental. A huge range of emotions displayed through poetry about mother.
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The house that swallowed me whole
I was born into a house,
already full.
Full of silence dressed up as survival.
I was born already unforgiven.
The product of her regret.
A product of a man whose name curdled in her throat,
every time she looked at me.
I was his mirror,
And that meant I could never be hers.
I was the reminder,
of a mistake,
of a man she regrets,
of a night she doesn’t speak about.
I was not the one she held close.
Not the one she prayed over.
Not the one she loved.
I was tolerated.
Raised on scraps of affection, ...
already full.
Full of silence dressed up as survival.
I was born already unforgiven.
The product of her regret.
A product of a man whose name curdled in her throat,
every time she looked at me.
I was his mirror,
And that meant I could never be hers.
I was the reminder,
of a mistake,
of a man she regrets,
of a night she doesn’t speak about.
I was not the one she held close.
Not the one she prayed over.
Not the one she loved.
I was tolerated.
Raised on scraps of affection, ...
#anger
#daughter
#mother
#SelfWorth
#suffering
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What's Happening In Here?
Well! What's happening in here?
Mom, Lucy suggested we strip and hump!
Okay. May I join you?
Mom, Lucy suggested we strip and hump!
Okay. May I join you?
#dialogue
#fiction
#home
#mother
#sex
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Arcturus Boötes
I can hear their voices ringing in my ear
The tone
Stern and loving
But always with wisdom
Even if I didn’t heed to it
I could see the consequences
Like tidal waves coming to sweep me away
Oh, I paid the price
For the several times I didn’t listen to their advice
But also saved
For the many bullets I dodged
When I took their counsel to heart
When I saw how hard life had been
For my grandmother and mother
Their light looks like Arcturus up in the sky
Follow the Big Dipper as it arcs
No matter how lost...
The tone
Stern and loving
But always with wisdom
Even if I didn’t heed to it
I could see the consequences
Like tidal waves coming to sweep me away
Oh, I paid the price
For the several times I didn’t listen to their advice
But also saved
For the many bullets I dodged
When I took their counsel to heart
When I saw how hard life had been
For my grandmother and mother
Their light looks like Arcturus up in the sky
Follow the Big Dipper as it arcs
No matter how lost...
#morality
#mother
#stars
#StreamOfConsciousness
#universe
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~:: amma
her then young married parents..
were childless for years.. they
had been religiously worshipping
fasting & doing whatever country
medicinal courses they can.. to
have a baby..
& as a sage’s saintly predictions..
a beautiful baby girl.. in all blessings
of the Tamil god, the god of knowledge
& beauty.. Skanda.. the Shanmuga, son of
Shiva.. was born as an answered boon..
her looks were as composed
& gleaming with a deep warrior
featuring.. in them.. she was
named after Shanmuga...
were childless for years.. they
had been religiously worshipping
fasting & doing whatever country
medicinal courses they can.. to
have a baby..
& as a sage’s saintly predictions..
a beautiful baby girl.. in all blessings
of the Tamil god, the god of knowledge
& beauty.. Skanda.. the Shanmuga, son of
Shiva.. was born as an answered boon..
her looks were as composed
& gleaming with a deep warrior
featuring.. in them.. she was
named after Shanmuga...
#admiration
#birthday
#love
#mother
#respect
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one to the next...
6 of 30
as so often happens
she just proved that old adage
{maybe it's just a joke...I don't know}
but it's so frequent I think it should be
...more than just accepted as a maxim
I opened my mouth
& my mother came out
it used to drive her crazy
not so much anymore
as she's seeing firsthand
the wisdom in what she's saying
was once heard emitting from my lips...previously
& sometimes we speak...
...in stereo
{I giggle}
while she rolls her eyes & purses her lips ...
as so often happens
she just proved that old adage
{maybe it's just a joke...I don't know}
but it's so frequent I think it should be
...more than just accepted as a maxim
I opened my mouth
& my mother came out
it used to drive her crazy
not so much anymore
as she's seeing firsthand
the wisdom in what she's saying
was once heard emitting from my lips...previously
& sometimes we speak...
...in stereo
{I giggle}
while she rolls her eyes & purses her lips ...
#daughter
#mother
#tradition #wisdom
#tradition #wisdom
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The Wrinkles of Time
Like a star from the past she regaled us with stories
A lesson in each and every one of them
With love and patience she guided us
Even when we didn’t want to listen or understand
But after so many laps around the sun
I began to appreciate more of what she done
For all the sacrifices she made
All the sufferings she must’ve endured
I saw more of her light
Now at ninety-five
She only whispers
A fog has come over memory
Hands that once worked so hard
Show the wrinkles of time
Her faces lights up
Like a...
A lesson in each and every one of them
With love and patience she guided us
Even when we didn’t want to listen or understand
But after so many laps around the sun
I began to appreciate more of what she done
For all the sacrifices she made
All the sufferings she must’ve endured
I saw more of her light
Now at ninety-five
She only whispers
A fog has come over memory
Hands that once worked so hard
Show the wrinkles of time
Her faces lights up
Like a...
#family
#hope
#love
#mother
#stars
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ode to mother
oh glorious matriarch
bearer of life
your legacy blooms like spring flowers
your nurturin hands
your sacrificial heart
how heaven’s eyes must roll
at your divine example
your generosity knew no bounds
so generous that you gave away your children
wrappin us tenderly in indifference
abandoned me to my father’s rage
then gifted my brother to me
creatin a family tradition
of handin over the unwanted
oh vessel of wisdom
overflowin fountain of care
your voice echoed when money was needed
your love a...
bearer of life
your legacy blooms like spring flowers
your nurturin hands
your sacrificial heart
how heaven’s eyes must roll
at your divine example
your generosity knew no bounds
so generous that you gave away your children
wrappin us tenderly in indifference
abandoned me to my father’s rage
then gifted my brother to me
creatin a family tradition
of handin over the unwanted
oh vessel of wisdom
overflowin fountain of care
your voice echoed when money was needed
your love a...
#death
#mother
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a toast to no one
the call came today
you’re dead
finally
the universe took its sweet time
over and over
I’ve tried rebuildin
what you burned down
with that lighter fluid smile
over and over
I’ve tried to wash out
all of your venom
that pulses thru my veins
they’ll want me to weep
to forgive you
to speak of loss and motherly love
but what is there it mourn
when nothin I ever had has died?
the actress takes her final bow
no fuckin encore
those invisible strings
that you pulled so well ...
you’re dead
finally
the universe took its sweet time
over and over
I’ve tried rebuildin
what you burned down
with that lighter fluid smile
over and over
I’ve tried to wash out
all of your venom
that pulses thru my veins
they’ll want me to weep
to forgive you
to speak of loss and motherly love
but what is there it mourn
when nothin I ever had has died?
the actress takes her final bow
no fuckin encore
those invisible strings
that you pulled so well ...
#anger
#death
#mother
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Take me Out To
02/30
Take me Out To
Every year I’d get excited for April
not for National Poetry month, but
for Baseball!
My Mom loved watching her team
on the big television screen &
I loved watching any team play
with her.
Mom’s San Diego Padres
are really good this year;
she’s not going to get to see
any games.
I may not watch a single game
this year as I can’t hold back
my tears
because it was “ our thing “
and she’s not around anymore.
Well, at least there’s no song
to trigger me,...
Take me Out To
Every year I’d get excited for April
not for National Poetry month, but
for Baseball!
My Mom loved watching her team
on the big television screen &
I loved watching any team play
with her.
Mom’s San Diego Padres
are really good this year;
she’s not going to get to see
any games.
I may not watch a single game
this year as I can’t hold back
my tears
because it was “ our thing “
and she’s not around anymore.
Well, at least there’s no song
to trigger me,...
#mother
#myself
#sports
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Postponed
The thing I fear the most in this world is bearing a child
Society wants me to believe that this is against my nature
But I was not born with the maternal instinct to nurture
Or if I was, it was ground down by who I called mother
Or maybe because I was thirteen
When I was shown how babies were made
(Months of me carrying only shame)
Or when Mother drove me to the Women’s Christian Clinic
Without a word of what would proceed
(I still can’t go to the gynecologist)
Maybe because my adolescent hormones...
Society wants me to believe that this is against my nature
But I was not born with the maternal instinct to nurture
Or if I was, it was ground down by who I called mother
Or maybe because I was thirteen
When I was shown how babies were made
(Months of me carrying only shame)
Or when Mother drove me to the Women’s Christian Clinic
Without a word of what would proceed
(I still can’t go to the gynecologist)
Maybe because my adolescent hormones...
#birth
#CallToAction
#HumanRights
#inequality
#mother
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I Hope Your Son Doesn't Catch Us
Scott finished taking his shower.
He saw Parker's mom naked in bed.
Made Scott drop his towel.
He saw Parker's mom naked in bed.
Made Scott drop his towel.
#betrayal
#fiction
#friendship
#mother
#sex
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I See Someone Has Decided To Join Us
Jonathan finished taking his shower.
He peeked into one bedroom's open door.
His mom's in there naked.
So is Tom humping his friend's mother.
That made Jonathan accidentally drop his towel.
He peeked into one bedroom's open door.
His mom's in there naked.
So is Tom humping his friend's mother.
That made Jonathan accidentally drop his towel.
#betrayal
#fiction
#friendship
#mother
#sex
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