Ewayne
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 1:43pm
27th Feb 2025 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
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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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
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
94 reads
3 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 10:30pm
4th Oct 2024 10:30pm
Necessary Parting
October 4, 2024
Yesterday was harder than I thought it would be. Handing Ava over to David and his wife felt like I was tearing a piece of my heart out and watching it walk away. For five months, she's been my constant companion, my little girl who needed me for everything — especially the comfort and nourishment of breastfeeding. It's been an intimate bond, one that I never thought I'd be able to break, even temporarily.
But after the abortion, everything feels different. The decision to go out of state for the procedure wasn't easy, but it was necessary. I keep telling...
Yesterday was harder than I thought it would be. Handing Ava over to David and his wife felt like I was tearing a piece of my heart out and watching it walk away. For five months, she's been my constant companion, my little girl who needed me for everything — especially the comfort and nourishment of breastfeeding. It's been an intimate bond, one that I never thought I'd be able to break, even temporarily.
But after the abortion, everything feels different. The decision to go out of state for the procedure wasn't easy, but it was necessary. I keep telling...
#daughter
#healing
#MentalHealth #motherhood
#MentalHealth #motherhood
187 reads
1 Comment
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 00:46am
31st Aug 2024 00:46am
God's Nest egg
To place a hand on your mother's belly
is to speak to god,
your primordial pod,
where you first nodded off
and also
the spot you first got to
taste
chicken broth,
feel the warmth of wash cloths,
hear somebody talk,
feel breathing and coughs
It's where you learned to eavesdrop
in your mother's belly
and heard that
the world would be amazing
It's where you first harvested crops
raining down, in amazement
and reclined lazily
Where you sipped your first pop, ...
is to speak to god,
your primordial pod,
where you first nodded off
and also
the spot you first got to
taste
chicken broth,
feel the warmth of wash cloths,
hear somebody talk,
feel breathing and coughs
It's where you learned to eavesdrop
in your mother's belly
and heard that
the world would be amazing
It's where you first harvested crops
raining down, in amazement
and reclined lazily
Where you sipped your first pop, ...
#motherhood
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 12:39pm
30th Aug 2024 12:39pm
Journal Entry - Balancing the roles of mother and woman
The heaviness of my eyelids reminds me of the balance I must maintain. My exhaustion comes not just from the physical demands of motherhood but from the emotional tug-of-war between my roles as a mother and a woman with needs for affection.
Ava, my little bundle of joy, is everything to me. Each giggle, each cry, each moment spent rocking her to sleep is a gift. But as I tend to her needs, I think of the pleasure I felt the night before in the arms of a lover. When a man gives his all, I felt the surge of life, a reminder that beneath the spit-up stained shirts and dirty diapers,...
Ava, my little bundle of joy, is everything to me. Each giggle, each cry, each moment spent rocking her to sleep is a gift. But as I tend to her needs, I think of the pleasure I felt the night before in the arms of a lover. When a man gives his all, I felt the surge of life, a reminder that beneath the spit-up stained shirts and dirty diapers,...
#love
#motherhood
249 reads
3 Comments
Oohloulala
Loulou
Loulou
Poem Published
7th Aug 2024 10:46pm
7th Aug 2024 10:46pm
14
You have questions I don’t have the answers to.
I’ve as much of an idea on how to control our moods as I do on conjuring the sun at night.
And despite my best intentions and trying to help, I often can’t figure it out for myself, so here we are, two peas in a pod, not wanting to belong, but surviving.
I think it’s important you recognise this.
That problems this big can’t be fixed with a wish and a kiss.
The journey, transforming through adolescence from kid, is quite simply, life changing.
Remember when you were little and I said “these...
I’ve as much of an idea on how to control our moods as I do on conjuring the sun at night.
And despite my best intentions and trying to help, I often can’t figure it out for myself, so here we are, two peas in a pod, not wanting to belong, but surviving.
I think it’s important you recognise this.
That problems this big can’t be fixed with a wish and a kiss.
The journey, transforming through adolescence from kid, is quite simply, life changing.
Remember when you were little and I said “these...
#childhood
#motherhood
#teens
265 reads
5 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
24th Jul 2024 11:52pm
24th Jul 2024 11:52pm
Baby Mine is still the saddest song in Dumbo
when I was a kid,
I had a rock tumbler
I’d pack it with beach stones
listening to the thing whir and crunch
for a month until I excitedly
unscrewed the cap
sieving off the thick granite slurry
to reveal my polished agates.
I kinda feel like my spine makes
the same noise these days
every morning it cracks
like a mother fucking glow stick
that refuses to actually glow
every morning I sit in the shower
washing off sweat and sleep ...
I had a rock tumbler
I’d pack it with beach stones
listening to the thing whir and crunch
for a month until I excitedly
unscrewed the cap
sieving off the thick granite slurry
to reveal my polished agates.
I kinda feel like my spine makes
the same noise these days
every morning it cracks
like a mother fucking glow stick
that refuses to actually glow
every morning I sit in the shower
washing off sweat and sleep ...
#LifeStruggles
#motherhood
#nature
#suffering
#disability
176 reads
1 Comment
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 4:12pm
26th Jun 2024 4:12pm
Multiple Roles in Life
Lauryn slide up onto a barstool and catch a sweet smile from a man she’d noticed when she entered the room. “Is this seat taken, or are you waiting for someone who can actually handle your charm?”
He turned to her and smiled again. “Well, I was hoping for a bit of magic tonight, so it looks like you showed up right on cue.”
Lauryn laughed. “Magic, huh? Well, I can't promise rabbits out of hats, but I can certainly pull some interesting conversation out of thin air.”
The man raised his glass to her. “I’m Jonny. To interesting conversations, then. And may I just...
He turned to her and smiled again. “Well, I was hoping for a bit of magic tonight, so it looks like you showed up right on cue.”
Lauryn laughed. “Magic, huh? Well, I can't promise rabbits out of hats, but I can certainly pull some interesting conversation out of thin air.”
The man raised his glass to her. “I’m Jonny. To interesting conversations, then. And may I just...
#crush
#motherhood
#sex
353 reads
4 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
9th May 2024 1:47pm
9th May 2024 1:47pm
Note to Friends and a Poem by Mother
Note to friends and a poem by my mother -
I've been advised by my doctors to practice strict bed rest until my baby arrives, which means I won't be writing for a few days. While it's a bit frustrating to slow down, I know it's what's best for my baby and me.
I'm in good hands. A special friend has graciously stepped in to help with my workload, and Joseph, my ever-supportive partner, is by my side, ensuring I'm comfortable and cared for every step of the way. And of course, David continues to provide financial support for which I’m grateful.
As I...
I've been advised by my doctors to practice strict bed rest until my baby arrives, which means I won't be writing for a few days. While it's a bit frustrating to slow down, I know it's what's best for my baby and me.
I'm in good hands. A special friend has graciously stepped in to help with my workload, and Joseph, my ever-supportive partner, is by my side, ensuring I'm comfortable and cared for every step of the way. And of course, David continues to provide financial support for which I’m grateful.
As I...
#motherhood
#pregnancy
#sacrifice
289 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Motherhood
