mitjima
Lunarbitsh
Lunarbitsh
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:50pm
Yesterday 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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Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 8:54pm
21st Jan 2025 8:54pm
Ode to my son
I adored every scratch
all the pains were plain
to covet motherhood
is my uncrowned throne
I have never seen
an aura brighter
as that of a newborn
he has broken doorhandles
torn wall paper where
outlived life lines
drawn through
each ebbing dark
I sat beside him
in his anger
faced him
while he kicked
into furniture
always something
up his sleeve
screams
dreams
intertwined bliss
beyond each scheme...
all the pains were plain
to covet motherhood
is my uncrowned throne
I have never seen
an aura brighter
as that of a newborn
he has broken doorhandles
torn wall paper where
outlived life lines
drawn through
each ebbing dark
I sat beside him
in his anger
faced him
while he kicked
into furniture
always something
up his sleeve
screams
dreams
intertwined bliss
beyond each scheme...
#motherhood
65 reads
6 Comments
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
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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
33 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
81 reads
3 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 12:30pm
19th Dec 2024 12:30pm
Journal entry - Please Come Sweet Death
Journal entry for December 17, 2024
The nights bleed into days, a blur of mistakes I can't erase. My veins pulse with the poison I thought was my escape. I've danced with too many shadows, let my body be a temple where many unworthy prayers were whispered.
The faces of my fleeting lovers haunt me. Memories of their entrance at the temple door brought pleasures at such great price. My child, an angel born of my lusts, deserves a life I can no longer give.
I'm staring down the barrel of my mortality as the reaper's whisper grows louder. I've loved fiercely,...
The nights bleed into days, a blur of mistakes I can't erase. My veins pulse with the poison I thought was my escape. I've danced with too many shadows, let my body be a temple where many unworthy prayers were whispered.
The faces of my fleeting lovers haunt me. Memories of their entrance at the temple door brought pleasures at such great price. My child, an angel born of my lusts, deserves a life I can no longer give.
I'm staring down the barrel of my mortality as the reaper's whisper grows louder. I've loved fiercely,...
#death
#lust
#motherhood
193 reads
6 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 3:24pm
17th Dec 2024 3:24pm
Seasons of Lust
Twigs grow tender, leaves unfurl,
Harvest comes for all young girls.
The daughters marvel at the sight,
Their bodies blooming, in nature's light.
Formed in mother’s womb now dust,
The daughter writhing, sows in lust.
Embrace the change, this season's heart,
For you, dear child, are nature's art.
Harvest comes for all young girls.
The daughters marvel at the sight,
Their bodies blooming, in nature's light.
Formed in mother’s womb now dust,
The daughter writhing, sows in lust.
Embrace the change, this season's heart,
For you, dear child, are nature's art.
#death
#LifeCycle
#lust
#motherhood
#teens
134 reads
1 Comment
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 11:31am
12th Dec 2024 11:31am
Redemption
My 26 year-old daughter has bought
a Christmas tree. She stands
at the stove, stirring sausage
and parmesan cheese into scrambled eggs.
It’s that time of the month when food
is scarce, but my daughter
has a knack for making meals
out of sparse ingredients.
I sit with my 3 month-old granddaughter
who rests in her swing.
We play pat-a-cake, then I roll her legs
like the wheels of a choo-choo train.
My daughter comes
to sit next to us at the table,
a jigsaw puzzle spread out
upon its surface. ...
a Christmas tree. She stands
at the stove, stirring sausage
and parmesan cheese into scrambled eggs.
It’s that time of the month when food
is scarce, but my daughter
has a knack for making meals
out of sparse ingredients.
I sit with my 3 month-old granddaughter
who rests in her swing.
We play pat-a-cake, then I roll her legs
like the wheels of a choo-choo train.
My daughter comes
to sit next to us at the table,
a jigsaw puzzle spread out
upon its surface. ...
#family
#love
#motherhood
87 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 1:37am
12th Dec 2024 1:37am
I JUST WANT YOU TO THINK
It's me again the story teller of unspoken WORDS ✍️. For sure I just want you to know and think for thyself, 🤔 for what I want to know from you 🤔 do you know what you want and need, 🤔 or do you continue to just settle for what you don't want or need to sustain your own life. 🙏 For sure I see your thoughts process, turning in the deepness of your own SUBCONSCIOUSNESS OF YOUR MIND 🧠 LET'S dive deeper into the deepness of your own thoughts, and insight and feelings 😞 into the outer limits, of your own mind thoughts...
#BestFriend
#fatherhood
#friendship
#LifeCycle
#motherhood
100 reads
4 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
77 reads
3 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 8:45pm
7th Dec 2024 8:45pm
From a different perspective
Question about what you think and believe that what you see 👁️👁️ For have you ever seen through the eyes of nature, as it sometimes is a reflection of life, told from a different perspective of a mother and child 🙏 For sure there are some similarity that really reflects, the deepness of the moments of birth, from a WOLF mother's eyes watching over her young child, supporting them and to teach them how to survive 😔 in life. But yet it's here in the nature zone, in the mountains and tree's in the forest life is very different. HERE from the outside...
#animals
#birds
#butterfly
#fish
#motherhood
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