Ewayne
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:43pm
Yesterday 1:43pm
To My Two Little Kings
I know you wonder.
I know you ask, in whispers or in silence,
"Why did Mama leave?"
"Why couldn’t she take us too?"
Let me tell you, my loves...I never left you.
I just had to find a way to live.
Seventeen years, I fought.
Fought for love, for family, for a home
that no longer held me.
The walls got too tight,
the air too thin,
and if I stayed, I would have disappeared.
And what good is a mother who is only a shadow?
I left you with him...not because I wanted to,
but because I had to trust the man ...
I know you ask, in whispers or in silence,
"Why did Mama leave?"
"Why couldn’t she take us too?"
Let me tell you, my loves...I never left you.
I just had to find a way to live.
Seventeen years, I fought.
Fought for love, for family, for a home
that no longer held me.
The walls got too tight,
the air too thin,
and if I stayed, I would have disappeared.
And what good is a mother who is only a shadow?
I left you with him...not because I wanted to,
but because I had to trust the man ...
#children
#hope
#motherhood
#separation
#son
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Onyxceila
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 4:30am
18th Feb 2025 4:30am
Heirloom
A beautiful and brilliant woman,
With a horrible past,
Tries frantically to get away,
But it suckles at her breast.
A strong and independent woman,
Willingly bears the burden alone,
Taking care of her own mistakes
So a debt is never owed.
A broken and deserving woman,
Searching for the love she never had,
Too desperate to see
That unconditional love
was trying to hold her hand
A determined and resilient woman,
Set on proving them all wrong,
Career-focused, self-obsessed,
No room for the little...
With a horrible past,
Tries frantically to get away,
But it suckles at her breast.
A strong and independent woman,
Willingly bears the burden alone,
Taking care of her own mistakes
So a debt is never owed.
A broken and deserving woman,
Searching for the love she never had,
Too desperate to see
That unconditional love
was trying to hold her hand
A determined and resilient woman,
Set on proving them all wrong,
Career-focused, self-obsessed,
No room for the little...
#childhood
#daughter
#motherhood
#pregnancy
#teens
73 reads
1 Comment
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 8:47pm
15th Feb 2025 8:47pm
Limbo
I cannot live without you;
there would not be enough left of me to function.
But as your nemesis takes you from me, piece by piece,
I cannot live with you.
there would not be enough left of me to function.
But as your nemesis takes you from me, piece by piece,
I cannot live with you.
#addiction
#alcohol
#motherhood #teens
#motherhood #teens
108 reads
8 Comments
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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toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 8:13pm
1st Feb 2025 8:13pm
Mementoes
Already, the day is slow. Tired.
The plastic tarp
yawning on the fence.
My eyes are dry
from crying, from seeing
too much and too little.
Even the wind is sobbing, somewhere.
Softly. Branches hang suspended
like a doll's limbs
from the railing.
My daughter bends towards me
in the doorway. Kisses me
on the head, smelling of sadness,
of perfume and vodka.
I am scared
and tiny and broken,
and completely unworthy.
But my love for her, like a cup,
threatens to spill...
The plastic tarp
yawning on the fence.
My eyes are dry
from crying, from seeing
too much and too little.
Even the wind is sobbing, somewhere.
Softly. Branches hang suspended
like a doll's limbs
from the railing.
My daughter bends towards me
in the doorway. Kisses me
on the head, smelling of sadness,
of perfume and vodka.
I am scared
and tiny and broken,
and completely unworthy.
But my love for her, like a cup,
threatens to spill...
#despair
#love
#mother #motherhood
#mother #motherhood
88 reads
2 Comments
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 3:30pm
30th Jan 2025 3:30pm
The Rooted Lofty Tree
She sat there under a rooted lofty tree.. Shading branches and fanning leaves kept her company... The hissing of silence and the reigning of solitude driving her cold at home. She took a step out to let vanish the void that filled her chest. She brooded over herself the one of the past leafing through her memories... "That's the apple of my eye.. The lifeblood of my heart!.." She came to taste beauty.. To touch the very core of delight when He was brought to her life. Burning all the candles of her youth at both sides, extremely weary but profoundly contented. The echoes of giggles...
#aging
#gratitude
#LifeCycle
#motherhood
#nostalgia
56 reads
2 Comments
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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mitjima
Lunarbitsh
Lunarbitsh
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 10:50pm
26th Jan 2025 10:50pm
"Ordinary life" Pt. 2
Hidden behind tragic literature
seeking solace in anything but this place...
this ordinary life she chose.
the white witch found herself longing once more
but this time it was for space - for a chance to breathe again
interruptions occur more often now, this is motherhood.
the task was not explained
loving her kin, though easy... came with a heavy price.
reveling in the sound of rain drops
tap
tap
tapping...
seeking solace in anything but this place...
this ordinary life she chose.
the white witch found herself longing once more
but this time it was for space - for a chance to breathe again
interruptions occur more often now, this is motherhood.
the task was not explained
loving her kin, though easy... came with a heavy price.
reveling in the sound of rain drops
tap
tap
tapping...
#identity
#marriage
#motherhood
#silence
#tradition
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Brittney-Lynn-517
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 3:54pm
21st Jan 2025 3:54pm
Kids these days
Your additude is shit, I really hate it.
You're such a little sass makes me want to kick your ass.
You drive me insane with your video games. You act like you're three throwing temper tantrums for all to see.
You're a Jackal and a Hyde, never know what side you'll be.
You go from 0-60 in .35
You're such a little sass makes me want to kick your ass.
You drive me insane with your video games. You act like you're three throwing temper tantrums for all to see.
You're a Jackal and a Hyde, never know what side you'll be.
You go from 0-60 in .35
#mother
#motherhood
#parent
63 reads
1 Comment
SLYMBEKQUEEN
BLAZE-QUEEN
BLAZE-QUEEN
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 10:58am
17th Jan 2025 10:58am
LEILA OH LEILA
#anger
#childhood
#dating
#death
#motherhood
48 reads
2 Comments
84tabby
Sky99
Sky99
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 5:35am
14th Jan 2025 5:35am
The storm
My life was once perfect, a dream come true,
Wrapped in warmth, like morning light breaking through.
But then came CPS, like a storm in the night,
Unleashing a tempest, dimming my light.
Demolishing the haven where memories grew,
Tearing through my soul, leaving shadows askew.
Half dead with despair, a heart in disarray,
Each piece of my laughter, now drifting away.
The smiles that once danced in the corners of rooms,
Have faded to whispers, choked by the gloom.
No more laughter, no more joy, just...
Wrapped in warmth, like morning light breaking through.
But then came CPS, like a storm in the night,
Unleashing a tempest, dimming my light.
Demolishing the haven where memories grew,
Tearing through my soul, leaving shadows askew.
Half dead with despair, a heart in disarray,
Each piece of my laughter, now drifting away.
The smiles that once danced in the corners of rooms,
Have faded to whispers, choked by the gloom.
No more laughter, no more joy, just...
#grief
#heartbroken
#memories
#motherhood
#sadness
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MamiB
Mamii
Mamii
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 7:20am
13th Jan 2025 7:20am
Raw Versions of Me
I guess underneath it all, I’m something like a monster
I’m still exploring. Still experimenting. Still getting to know, Me.
I say monster, politely.
Like a prismatic fuzzball waiting for the light to shine in its dusty corner, hoping to be discovered and cleansed from its impurities,
I grow every time a door creaks or the wind seeps.
And as mush as I don’t belong, the guilty pleasure burns hot , pestering for a chance to release submerged feelings.
But in the mean time, I’ll filter the air, faintly grasping at any and...
I’m still exploring. Still experimenting. Still getting to know, Me.
I say monster, politely.
Like a prismatic fuzzball waiting for the light to shine in its dusty corner, hoping to be discovered and cleansed from its impurities,
I grow every time a door creaks or the wind seeps.
And as mush as I don’t belong, the guilty pleasure burns hot , pestering for a chance to release submerged feelings.
But in the mean time, I’ll filter the air, faintly grasping at any and...
#addiction
#aging
#MentalHealth #motherhood
#MentalHealth #motherhood
95 reads
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