oskar
Poem Published
6th Feb 2024 1:54pm
6th Feb 2024 1:54pm
the execution
the night of the executions
On the roof of his loft room, there was a half-open window
by climbing up on a chair, he could see over
the rim and eye
the camp for Russian prisoners of war.
on clear nights, especially when the moon was almost full
he was fascinated by the details and could see the upland
and the village bathed in blue and silver.
it was in the middle of a war,
the boy was five years old
and had been sent to a farm to be safe from nightly sirens
that had frightened him
it was on a night like this,...
On the roof of his loft room, there was a half-open window
by climbing up on a chair, he could see over
the rim and eye
the camp for Russian prisoners of war.
on clear nights, especially when the moon was almost full
he was fascinated by the details and could see the upland
and the village bathed in blue and silver.
it was in the middle of a war,
the boy was five years old
and had been sent to a farm to be safe from nightly sirens
that had frightened him
it was on a night like this,...
#birth
#motherhood
#aging
#nostalgia
#dating
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ChocoLaaTTe
Poem Published
4th Jan 2024 8:29am
4th Jan 2024 8:29am
A Mother's Might
A pureness;
I shall protect you
from the pain and trials
of this world.
Not ever doubt you
those round cheeks in smiles
sweetest of my world.
Your cuteness;
Is most definitely unrivaled
no question
affection always entitled.
I hope you'll live a happy life
No pain nor trials to stop your path
In a long journey such as life
Make sure to learn yourself some math!
Success and ever blessed luck
Meet ones to share your love
But never give it away for a few buck ...
I shall protect you
from the pain and trials
of this world.
Not ever doubt you
those round cheeks in smiles
sweetest of my world.
Your cuteness;
Is most definitely unrivaled
no question
affection always entitled.
I hope you'll live a happy life
No pain nor trials to stop your path
In a long journey such as life
Make sure to learn yourself some math!
Success and ever blessed luck
Meet ones to share your love
But never give it away for a few buck ...
#love
#strength
#courage
#motherhood
#determination
251 reads
12 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
11th Nov 2023 2:13am
11th Nov 2023 2:13am
Liquid Gold
Our color was predestined
From the beginning of time
An armada of femininity
Behind each of our eyes
Resonate and radiate
Nurture our womanly glamour
As we design our golden age
With untarnished beauty
Bestow future legacies
Of mothers and daughters
With precious liquified metal
Our wisdom will never rust
Teaching love’s glory
Between woman and man
Penmanship forever lasting
Never smudged or cold
As we pour priceless treasure
From our legendary hearts
Elegance combined with ...
From the beginning of time
An armada of femininity
Behind each of our eyes
Resonate and radiate
Nurture our womanly glamour
As we design our golden age
With untarnished beauty
Bestow future legacies
Of mothers and daughters
With precious liquified metal
Our wisdom will never rust
Teaching love’s glory
Between woman and man
Penmanship forever lasting
Never smudged or cold
As we pour priceless treasure
From our legendary hearts
Elegance combined with ...
#strength
#women
#motherhood
349 reads
20 Comments
Mundus
Poem Published
11th Oct 2023 9:13am
11th Oct 2023 9:13am
Ingratitude
I see you, mom, as you leave
a trace of yourself
on everything you touch:
the shallow glasses my sister
keeps filling up with Coke,
the doorknob that sends you
into a world of supermarkets,
pharmacies and banks,
the bright screen that passes
for a friend from Monday morning
to Sunday evening.
You leave a trace of yourself
on everything, on everyone,
yet, who gives back to you?
What's the reward for the years
that fall behind you
as you work your sad magic?
People and things
remain cold to your touch, ...
a trace of yourself
on everything you touch:
the shallow glasses my sister
keeps filling up with Coke,
the doorknob that sends you
into a world of supermarkets,
pharmacies and banks,
the bright screen that passes
for a friend from Monday morning
to Sunday evening.
You leave a trace of yourself
on everything, on everyone,
yet, who gives back to you?
What's the reward for the years
that fall behind you
as you work your sad magic?
People and things
remain cold to your touch, ...
#mother
#parent
#motherhood
#son
#responsibility
169 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
4th Jun 2023 8:44am
4th Jun 2023 8:44am
scenes of a marriage
Scenes of a marriage
I should have known, she was up before me
I made a cup of coffee and went back to my study
to reflect upon the new day
How wrong I was
She entered; my navel-gazing had to be for another day
“Go and have a shower and put a nice shirt on
we are going to the solicitor.”
“I’m not smelly; I have not had breakfast; why should
I dress up for a solicitor, charging me money for what?
Greedy bandits, all of them.”
“Anyway, I have bought ink for the printer and plan to
print two manuscripts.”
“I have no sugar for...
I should have known, she was up before me
I made a cup of coffee and went back to my study
to reflect upon the new day
How wrong I was
She entered; my navel-gazing had to be for another day
“Go and have a shower and put a nice shirt on
we are going to the solicitor.”
“I’m not smelly; I have not had breakfast; why should
I dress up for a solicitor, charging me money for what?
Greedy bandits, all of them.”
“Anyway, I have bought ink for the printer and plan to
print two manuscripts.”
“I have no sugar for...
#mother
#parent
#motherhood
#memories
#responsibility
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scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
30th May 2023 4:02am
30th May 2023 4:02am
Little Wolves
Come here little darlings
I know the wind can scream scary
and we've been walking through the storm
but I'll protect you
Stay by me little wolves
I'll always be your Luna
and though the forest has caught fire
I'll provide for you
You don't ever have to be scared
I love you more than I can bear
even when I'm not there
if you call I'll come running I swear
Close your eyes little ones
I'll watch over you when there is no sun
we can play by the water in the morning
and I'll chase you as you run
...
I know the wind can scream scary
and we've been walking through the storm
but I'll protect you
Stay by me little wolves
I'll always be your Luna
and though the forest has caught fire
I'll provide for you
You don't ever have to be scared
I love you more than I can bear
even when I'm not there
if you call I'll come running I swear
Close your eyes little ones
I'll watch over you when there is no sun
we can play by the water in the morning
and I'll chase you as you run
...
#children
#motherhood
#daughter #son
#daughter #son
250 reads
1 Comment
Maple666
Poem Published
28th May 2023 3:51pm
28th May 2023 3:51pm
Love is the same and opposite game .
Love takes and gives. It’s hate and like and tolerance .
It’s loud and silent when it’s in a mood and wants to teach a lesson or make its point as it was either hurt or annoyed . It’s new and old it’s all about the two of you desperate to spend time together. It’s also did you put the bins out and fill up the dishwasher and make a cup of tea . The expansion of more two children under the age of four . With a bank balance that aches as much as two parents do who are tired to the bone with a balancing act of up against it financially and mentally and how many times have I asked you just to...
It’s loud and silent when it’s in a mood and wants to teach a lesson or make its point as it was either hurt or annoyed . It’s new and old it’s all about the two of you desperate to spend time together. It’s also did you put the bins out and fill up the dishwasher and make a cup of tea . The expansion of more two children under the age of four . With a bank balance that aches as much as two parents do who are tired to the bone with a balancing act of up against it financially and mentally and how many times have I asked you just to...
#love
#children
#motherhood
#responsibility
#fatherhood
214 reads
2 Comments
Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
15th May 2023 00:48am
15th May 2023 00:48am
To Mother With Love
She rises before the sun
her day has just begun
with chores and tasks to do
her love, she'll always pursue
From her children's smiles to her husband's touch
her heart is filled with love so much
no task too great, no distance too far
her love shines bright like a star
Her days are filled with busyness
with hardly a moment of idleness
yet she always finds the time
to show her love, so pure and kind
Her dedication knows no end
to family, she'll always tend
always there to lend a hand
or a shoulder on...
her day has just begun
with chores and tasks to do
her love, she'll always pursue
From her children's smiles to her husband's touch
her heart is filled with love so much
no task too great, no distance too far
her love shines bright like a star
Her days are filled with busyness
with hardly a moment of idleness
yet she always finds the time
to show her love, so pure and kind
Her dedication knows no end
to family, she'll always tend
always there to lend a hand
or a shoulder on...
#mother
#children
#motherhood
#family
#MothersDay
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oskar
Poem Published
4th May 2023 9:37am
4th May 2023 9:37am
nuclear war wished for
A nuclear war wished for
There is among the youth of the West an ingrained boredom
a hidden wish to swipe away from the old world they live in
they can’t see for mist on windows and need to clear the view
the dream of an exploding world where they will be survivors.
If a few survive. they will soon wish they hadn’t the destruction
will be complete, save from cockroaches and perhaps
a few ulcerated dogs will die of starvation.
As for the rich, in their bunkers, will turn against one another
eat their children and finally open the door to an...
There is among the youth of the West an ingrained boredom
a hidden wish to swipe away from the old world they live in
they can’t see for mist on windows and need to clear the view
the dream of an exploding world where they will be survivors.
If a few survive. they will soon wish they hadn’t the destruction
will be complete, save from cockroaches and perhaps
a few ulcerated dogs will die of starvation.
As for the rich, in their bunkers, will turn against one another
eat their children and finally open the door to an...
#birth
#teens
#motherhood
#childhood
#sleep
164 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Apr 2023 00:09am
28th Apr 2023 00:09am
Grandma & Me
Grandma & Me
Treetops sway in the summer breeze
Grandma leads me up the fire tower stairs
To a place where Earth’s sorrows fade
And the cardinal is perched beside the bluejay
As they converse in foreign tongues
That my child’s heart feels but does not comprehend
Grandma smiles in silent reverie
While we ascend into cloud dreams
My little legs tire of the climb
And we settle our ascent into something like rest
But her smile is a conversation like the birds
Yet...
Treetops sway in the summer breeze
Grandma leads me up the fire tower stairs
To a place where Earth’s sorrows fade
And the cardinal is perched beside the bluejay
As they converse in foreign tongues
That my child’s heart feels but does not comprehend
Grandma smiles in silent reverie
While we ascend into cloud dreams
My little legs tire of the climb
And we settle our ascent into something like rest
But her smile is a conversation like the birds
Yet...
#love
#motherhood
#childhood
#dreams
#memories
267 reads
5 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
26th Mar 2023 10:54pm
26th Mar 2023 10:54pm
Daughters of the Dusty Avenues
Daughters of the Dusty Avenues
An emaciated woman in a Mexican daze
Carries a baby in arms still strong
Enough to love this child she bears
Wife’s bodhisattva halo embraces the nativity
of a Mesoamerican Madonna holding her baby
in a circle of love.
Beatified in luminescence
Ascetic body lost to hunger
Golden daughter of creation whose son shines
Like the gold-leafed pages
In her book of divine love
His nursery rhyme eyes
Are a shanty-town of tears
My...
An emaciated woman in a Mexican daze
Carries a baby in arms still strong
Enough to love this child she bears
Wife’s bodhisattva halo embraces the nativity
of a Mesoamerican Madonna holding her baby
in a circle of love.
Beatified in luminescence
Ascetic body lost to hunger
Golden daughter of creation whose son shines
Like the gold-leafed pages
In her book of divine love
His nursery rhyme eyes
Are a shanty-town of tears
My...
#love
#mother
#motherhood
#spiritual
#poverty
172 reads
6 Comments
MYSTERIOUS_GIRL
Lizzy_3164
Lizzy_3164
Poem Published
17th Mar 2023 6:37pm
17th Mar 2023 6:37pm
The Suffering Ceased
She received it in her womb in joy
In bliss, she start calling it my girl or boy
She begins to vomit, praying that God may keep it save
Days were counting down, she endured it and still brave
Husband died after she conceived unborn
She was so thrive as she was passing in thorns
After six months, her womb began to bloat
Baby was enjoying inside as if it float
Kicking and boxing while its mom is in pain
Suffering today, happiness will be gained
Baby move itself round its mom's belly
While its mom was in front...
In bliss, she start calling it my girl or boy
She begins to vomit, praying that God may keep it save
Days were counting down, she endured it and still brave
Husband died after she conceived unborn
She was so thrive as she was passing in thorns
After six months, her womb began to bloat
Baby was enjoying inside as if it float
Kicking and boxing while its mom is in pain
Suffering today, happiness will be gained
Baby move itself round its mom's belly
While its mom was in front...
#mother
#birth
#motherhood #family
#motherhood #family
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DU Poetry : Poems About Motherhood Seeking Friendly Advice
