Poems for and About Parents Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems for and about parents published by members recently online.
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
Today 1:19pm
Today 1:19pm
Mother Knows
Mother
Do you know what you’ve done
Did you see what you did
Was all for fun
Was he really worth it
Would he come back now
When he took his due
Was the night for him
Or did he care for you
Daughter
Mother please don’t cry
I know what I’ve done
I chose him well
He is really the one
He loves me true
This I swear to you
When the sun will rise
He’ll be standing before you
Mother
Her heart did break
Her sweet little one
Gave all her love
And...
Do you know what you’ve done
Did you see what you did
Was all for fun
Was he really worth it
Would he come back now
When he took his due
Was the night for him
Or did he care for you
Daughter
Mother please don’t cry
I know what I’ve done
I chose him well
He is really the one
He loves me true
This I swear to you
When the sun will rise
He’ll be standing before you
Mother
Her heart did break
Her sweet little one
Gave all her love
And...
#daughter
#mother
#parent
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2 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
Today 1:19pm
Today 1:19pm
Mother Knows
Mother
Do you know what you’ve done
Did you see what you did
Was all for fun
Was he really worth it
Would he come back now
When he took his due
Was the night for him
Or did he care for you
Daughter
Mother please don’t cry
I know what I’ve done
I chose him well
He is really the one
He loves me true
This I swear to you
When the sun will rise
He’ll be standing before you
Mother
Her heart did break
Her sweet little one
Gave all her love
And...
Do you know what you’ve done
Did you see what you did
Was all for fun
Was he really worth it
Would he come back now
When he took his due
Was the night for him
Or did he care for you
Daughter
Mother please don’t cry
I know what I’ve done
I chose him well
He is really the one
He loves me true
This I swear to you
When the sun will rise
He’ll be standing before you
Mother
Her heart did break
Her sweet little one
Gave all her love
And...
#daughter
#mother
#parent
13 reads
2 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
Today 1:19pm
Today 1:19pm
Mother Knows
Mother
Do you know what you’ve done
Did you see what you did
Was all for fun
Was he really worth it
Would he come back now
When he took his due
Was the night for him
Or did he care for you
Daughter
Mother please don’t cry
I know what I’ve done
I chose him well
He is really the one
He loves me true
This I swear to you
When the sun will rise
He’ll be standing before you
Mother
Her heart did break
Her sweet little one
Gave all her love
And...
Do you know what you’ve done
Did you see what you did
Was all for fun
Was he really worth it
Would he come back now
When he took his due
Was the night for him
Or did he care for you
Daughter
Mother please don’t cry
I know what I’ve done
I chose him well
He is really the one
He loves me true
This I swear to you
When the sun will rise
He’ll be standing before you
Mother
Her heart did break
Her sweet little one
Gave all her love
And...
#daughter
#mother
#parent
13 reads
2 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
4th Oct 2018 2:24pm
4th Oct 2018 2:24pm
Wilderness
Lost in the dark
torn apart by
razor sharp
allegations
they put the
blame on me?
pointing fingers
make me cringe
inside it rages
sick attacks
mental wars
build my walls
bowed my head
closed my eyes
swallowed it
lethal mind
fetal position
dying to finally
find my way home
https://youtu.be/EvLpaCSnc4k
torn apart by
razor sharp
allegations
they put the
blame on me?
pointing fingers
make me cringe
inside it rages
sick attacks
mental wars
build my walls
bowed my head
closed my eyes
swallowed it
lethal mind
fetal position
dying to finally
find my way home
https://youtu.be/EvLpaCSnc4k
#parent
1064 reads
38 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
14th Dec 2021 7:38pm
14th Dec 2021 7:38pm
In Observance of Cole Slaw
My Mom made great cole slaw
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
#love
#mother
#parent
#family
#memories
457 reads
24 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
14th Dec 2021 7:38pm
14th Dec 2021 7:38pm
In Observance of Cole Slaw
My Mom made great cole slaw
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
#love
#mother
#parent
#family
#memories
457 reads
24 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
14th Dec 2021 7:38pm
14th Dec 2021 7:38pm
In Observance of Cole Slaw
My Mom made great cole slaw
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
#love
#mother
#parent
#family
#memories
457 reads
24 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
14th Dec 2021 7:38pm
14th Dec 2021 7:38pm
In Observance of Cole Slaw
My Mom made great cole slaw
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
#love
#mother
#parent
#family
#memories
457 reads
24 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
14th Dec 2021 7:38pm
14th Dec 2021 7:38pm
In Observance of Cole Slaw
My Mom made great cole slaw
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
#love
#mother
#parent
#family
#memories
457 reads
24 Comments
Alviola
Poem Published
24th Dec 2023 8:29pm
24th Dec 2023 8:29pm
Fathers and Sons of Gaza
He does not look at the child in his arms
he looks only ahead, his feet fly
at the spur of worry, does a child
weigh less when it loses playfulness?
he does not look at the child in his arms
The stagger of his run make the limbs
of the child sway, giving a semblance
of breathing, his arms tighten to keep
the pieces from falling, he searches
for succor in the eyes of other men
he meets only quiet hopelessness
sitting on rubble of erstwhile homes.
he looks only ahead, his feet fly
at the spur of worry, does a child
weigh less when it loses playfulness?
he does not look at the child in his arms
The stagger of his run make the limbs
of the child sway, giving a semblance
of breathing, his arms tighten to keep
the pieces from falling, he searches
for succor in the eyes of other men
he meets only quiet hopelessness
sitting on rubble of erstwhile homes.
#sadness
#children
#parent
#war
#death
135 reads
2 Comments
Alviola
Poem Published
24th Dec 2023 8:29pm
24th Dec 2023 8:29pm
Fathers and Sons of Gaza
He does not look at the child in his arms
he looks only ahead, his feet fly
at the spur of worry, does a child
weigh less when it loses playfulness?
he does not look at the child in his arms
The stagger of his run make the limbs
of the child sway, giving a semblance
of breathing, his arms tighten to keep
the pieces from falling, he searches
for succor in the eyes of other men
he meets only quiet hopelessness
sitting on rubble of erstwhile homes.
he looks only ahead, his feet fly
at the spur of worry, does a child
weigh less when it loses playfulness?
he does not look at the child in his arms
The stagger of his run make the limbs
of the child sway, giving a semblance
of breathing, his arms tighten to keep
the pieces from falling, he searches
for succor in the eyes of other men
he meets only quiet hopelessness
sitting on rubble of erstwhile homes.
#sadness
#children
#parent
#war
#death
135 reads
2 Comments
Alviola
Poem Published
24th Dec 2023 8:29pm
24th Dec 2023 8:29pm
Fathers and Sons of Gaza
He does not look at the child in his arms
he looks only ahead, his feet fly
at the spur of worry, does a child
weigh less when it loses playfulness?
he does not look at the child in his arms
The stagger of his run make the limbs
of the child sway, giving a semblance
of breathing, his arms tighten to keep
the pieces from falling, he searches
for succor in the eyes of other men
he meets only quiet hopelessness
sitting on rubble of erstwhile homes.
he looks only ahead, his feet fly
at the spur of worry, does a child
weigh less when it loses playfulness?
he does not look at the child in his arms
The stagger of his run make the limbs
of the child sway, giving a semblance
of breathing, his arms tighten to keep
the pieces from falling, he searches
for succor in the eyes of other men
he meets only quiet hopelessness
sitting on rubble of erstwhile homes.
#sadness
#children
#parent
#war
#death
135 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems for and About Parents Published by Members Recently Online
