Poems About Pregnancy Seeking Friendly Advice
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Breed Me Not
In shadows cast by hopeful moons,
A tale unfolds, in tear-stained rooms.
A whispered wish, a silent plea,
Within the heart, a deep decree.
Ten days adrift, a phantom hope,
Conceived in dreams, an anchor's rope.
Yet cruel reality, a bitter sting,
As echoes of despair within you cling.
The toilet paper tells a tale,
Of dreams deferred, like ships set sail.
In pools of moonlight, sorrow's dance,
A yearning heart, denied romance.
Eleven months postpartum grace,
Aching arms that seek embrace.
Yet, in the...
A tale unfolds, in tear-stained rooms.
A whispered wish, a silent plea,
Within the heart, a deep decree.
Ten days adrift, a phantom hope,
Conceived in dreams, an anchor's rope.
Yet cruel reality, a bitter sting,
As echoes of despair within you cling.
The toilet paper tells a tale,
Of dreams deferred, like ships set sail.
In pools of moonlight, sorrow's dance,
A yearning heart, denied romance.
Eleven months postpartum grace,
Aching arms that seek embrace.
Yet, in the...
#anxiety
#lust
#despair
#pregnancy
#menstruation
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Teenagers
A slow kiss
clothes peeling off
bodies smooth
sliding close
in tune with the music
on the car radio.
Shirt buttoned wrong
pants zipper down
hair all a mess
mom and dad frown
girl gets pregnant
shotgun wedding bound.
clothes peeling off
bodies smooth
sliding close
in tune with the music
on the car radio.
Shirt buttoned wrong
pants zipper down
hair all a mess
mom and dad frown
girl gets pregnant
shotgun wedding bound.
#parent
#teens
#sex
#cars
#pregnancy
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Diary of an Evening
Flow, flow forth.
Drop into the abyss.
Rise, then rise again.
Flock into the feathers.
Fertilize in tune with our cycle.
Implant in the shadows.
Grow, grow mighty embryo!
Flourish to finish wonderfully anew.
Drop into the abyss.
Rise, then rise again.
Flock into the feathers.
Fertilize in tune with our cycle.
Implant in the shadows.
Grow, grow mighty embryo!
Flourish to finish wonderfully anew.
#sex
#pregnancy
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Baby Jack
#mother
#birth
#death
#son
#pregnancy
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the mystery of man
The mystery of man
This is the third day after new year and the day
equally dark and miserable as they were before
the new has number changed.
On the Eve of festivity, drunk people thronged
narrow streets hoarse voices and screams
upsetting dogs and cats.
oddly, we celebrate the new year with
warlike gestures like fireworks.
Most of my friends are dead, yes, we too danced
the golden calf, not knowing what life was about
I still don’t know.
On the third sober day, the same old shit bombs
killing people, as arms dealers drink...
This is the third day after new year and the day
equally dark and miserable as they were before
the new has number changed.
On the Eve of festivity, drunk people thronged
narrow streets hoarse voices and screams
upsetting dogs and cats.
oddly, we celebrate the new year with
warlike gestures like fireworks.
Most of my friends are dead, yes, we too danced
the golden calf, not knowing what life was about
I still don’t know.
On the third sober day, the same old shit bombs
killing people, as arms dealers drink...
#marriage
#death
#birthday
#anniversary
#pregnancy
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Rose Gold Love
You've got that shine
A star's flame
Waited for you for
Such a long time
Feeling for you
Inside my mind's sky
Now you're finally mine
Sent by the Alchemist from up above
Feeling like Rose Gold cause I'm in love
This metal fits me like a glove
Feeling like Rose Gold cause I'm in love
It's no longer just
You and me
Inside I got
Another heartbeat
Left me stretch mark scars
Shaped just like hearts
Permanent reminder
We'll never be apart
Sent...
A star's flame
Waited for you for
Such a long time
Feeling for you
Inside my mind's sky
Now you're finally mine
Sent by the Alchemist from up above
Feeling like Rose Gold cause I'm in love
This metal fits me like a glove
Feeling like Rose Gold cause I'm in love
It's no longer just
You and me
Inside I got
Another heartbeat
Left me stretch mark scars
Shaped just like hearts
Permanent reminder
We'll never be apart
Sent...
#love
#family
#lover #pregnancy
#lover #pregnancy
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silk road
In Kashagan
The silk road begins
I bought
An apricot
From a woman
wearing
A red shawl
Over her black hair.
A yellow dress
She was stunning.
Kashagan
Has the biggest
Outdoor market
In the world
Europe is puny
And far away.
A new silk road
Is being
Constructed
Pipelines and trains
Expanding trade.
that is ok
as long
as they sell apricots
The silk road begins
I bought
An apricot
From a woman
wearing
A red shawl
Over her black hair.
A yellow dress
She was stunning.
Kashagan
Has the biggest
Outdoor market
In the world
Europe is puny
And far away.
A new silk road
Is being
Constructed
Pipelines and trains
Expanding trade.
that is ok
as long
as they sell apricots
#marriage
#death
#birthday
#anniversary
#pregnancy
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happy ending?
A happy ending?
A camel and a dog
Tired of performing
Every night
At a circus.
Escaped.
The camel walked
On top of it
Sat the dog
guiding the camel.
They found the valley
Seen on a map
In the window
Of a book shop.
They lived happily
Till the died.
The dog´s tongue
Stung by a bee
Could not swallow.
The camel died too
When the water
In the lake
Got brackish.
A camel and a dog
Tired of performing
Every night
At a circus.
Escaped.
The camel walked
On top of it
Sat the dog
guiding the camel.
They found the valley
Seen on a map
In the window
Of a book shop.
They lived happily
Till the died.
The dog´s tongue
Stung by a bee
Could not swallow.
The camel died too
When the water
In the lake
Got brackish.
#birth
#marriage
#birthday #pregnancy
#birthday #pregnancy
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farming words
Agricultural words
I was writing words strung together
trying to stack them together and make a little story
not a poem that I don´t care to write
when the electricity took a break.
Not that I minded living inland this happens.
I had a killer ending and wouldn´t let the flame of inspiration die out.
Five hours later, the light came on; I sat too long
in the darkness, the killer ending forgotten.
As I said, I´m not a poet, a worker in the field of words
sowing and weeding, hoping for a good crop.
A farm-hand of words, I do my job and...
I was writing words strung together
trying to stack them together and make a little story
not a poem that I don´t care to write
when the electricity took a break.
Not that I minded living inland this happens.
I had a killer ending and wouldn´t let the flame of inspiration die out.
Five hours later, the light came on; I sat too long
in the darkness, the killer ending forgotten.
As I said, I´m not a poet, a worker in the field of words
sowing and weeding, hoping for a good crop.
A farm-hand of words, I do my job and...
#marriage
#aging
#nostalgia #pregnancy
#nostalgia #pregnancy
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This Confession of Mine
There's something people don't know about me
A secret I kept so close to my chest that its inside it
I had just turned 22 when I realized I was pregnant
I didn't know what to do when it happened
I just... Closed my eyes and ignored it
Honestly being nauseous wasn't new to me
I figured I would make an appointment to... Fix it... Eventually
But I was on the fence about it through it all
Id missed my period not once or twice but three times
Three months pregnant and my relationship was crumbling before me
No one knew what was going on with me ...
A secret I kept so close to my chest that its inside it
I had just turned 22 when I realized I was pregnant
I didn't know what to do when it happened
I just... Closed my eyes and ignored it
Honestly being nauseous wasn't new to me
I figured I would make an appointment to... Fix it... Eventually
But I was on the fence about it through it all
Id missed my period not once or twice but three times
Three months pregnant and my relationship was crumbling before me
No one knew what was going on with me ...
#grief
#heartbroken
#breakup
#memories
#pregnancy
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the lost class
The lost class
I was watching a program called “Vera” when I recalling
I once I lived in the northwest of England.
What I remember best was the greyness of the place.
A council estate for the poor and working-class
Which often is the same.
Young skulking men with nothing to do their eyes told
me they had given up this was their life.
Young girls dress for dance hoping to get married
For love and a sittee and on the list for housing, but to do this
They had to be pregnant with one of the young men
in the street.
There are no...
I was watching a program called “Vera” when I recalling
I once I lived in the northwest of England.
What I remember best was the greyness of the place.
A council estate for the poor and working-class
Which often is the same.
Young skulking men with nothing to do their eyes told
me they had given up this was their life.
Young girls dress for dance hoping to get married
For love and a sittee and on the list for housing, but to do this
They had to be pregnant with one of the young men
in the street.
There are no...
#motherhood
#marriage
#nostalgia #pregnancy
#nostalgia #pregnancy
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Untitled (Ac)
Ahead for me
No more dreams
No more love
No escape
but one
No more dreams
No more love
No escape
but one
#depression
#hate
#MentalHealth
#despair
#pregnancy
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