Poems About Pregnancy Seeking Honest Critique
#pregnancy
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 10:34am
7th Jan 2025 10:34am
Don't drop the frog
It wasn't as bad as all that
I mean he helped her have the kid
It wasn't as if he just left her in the street to have the damn thing by herself
I mean, what the fuck, he was into that bitch
It's not his fault she died while dropping the frog
When she started screaming, he didn't tell the bitch to shut the fuck up
I mean, you guys are trying to make it look like he was the bad guy here
I think he was alright
I would have to her to go fuck herself, but you know me,
I'm different then most people
I hate everyone, man
He didn't want to scare...
I mean he helped her have the kid
It wasn't as if he just left her in the street to have the damn thing by herself
I mean, what the fuck, he was into that bitch
It's not his fault she died while dropping the frog
When she started screaming, he didn't tell the bitch to shut the fuck up
I mean, you guys are trying to make it look like he was the bad guy here
I think he was alright
I would have to her to go fuck herself, but you know me,
I'm different then most people
I hate everyone, man
He didn't want to scare...
#dark
#fiction
#girlfriend
#love
#pregnancy
56 reads
8 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 5:50am
3rd Dec 2024 5:50am
SHE SAID YES (2)
She said "Yes!" Permission granted:
the deed was done, the seed planted,
to be manifest next year
in baby bump that would appear.
the deed was done, the seed planted,
to be manifest next year
in baby bump that would appear.
#erotic
#pregnancy
#seductive #temptation
#seductive #temptation
161 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
Gravestone Baby
I’m a gravestone baby
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
#birth
#death
#motherhood #pregnancy
#motherhood #pregnancy
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 3:07pm
2nd Oct 2024 3:07pm
Burden Lifted
Journal Entry: October 1, 2024
My good friend drove me from Dallas to Albuquerque, NM, for a medical procedure that lifted a burden from my life. It went well and I was released two hours after the procedure. We stayed at a hotel for two nights, resting in the quiet comfort of our friendship.
While I was away, my daughter Ava was with her father, David, whose steady presence and new wife, who is kind and respectful, maintain balance in our lives.
I recall writing about my friend's wedding, a joyous time now shadowed by a betrayal and divorce that followed a year...
My good friend drove me from Dallas to Albuquerque, NM, for a medical procedure that lifted a burden from my life. It went well and I was released two hours after the procedure. We stayed at a hotel for two nights, resting in the quiet comfort of our friendship.
While I was away, my daughter Ava was with her father, David, whose steady presence and new wife, who is kind and respectful, maintain balance in our lives.
I recall writing about my friend's wedding, a joyous time now shadowed by a betrayal and divorce that followed a year...
#LifeStruggles
#pregnancy
156 reads
2 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2024 4:45am
23rd Sep 2024 4:45am
Psalm of Letting Go
Universe unending, hear the plea of one who ends,
Let your continuing presence cover me.
As rivers flow to the sea, they carry my tears,
For within me stirs a life I cannot claim,
A spark I must extinguish, though my heart aches with sorrow.
Naked beneath the moon's glow, I knew love's sweet embrace,
What pleasures we had in toiling the soil and
Planting the seed not wishing for harvest.
But from his seed a tender life began,
Only I remain, alone between the paths of survival and sin.
Does he still remember the grace of my...
Let your continuing presence cover me.
As rivers flow to the sea, they carry my tears,
For within me stirs a life I cannot claim,
A spark I must extinguish, though my heart aches with sorrow.
Naked beneath the moon's glow, I knew love's sweet embrace,
What pleasures we had in toiling the soil and
Planting the seed not wishing for harvest.
But from his seed a tender life began,
Only I remain, alone between the paths of survival and sin.
Does he still remember the grace of my...
#death
#prayer
#pregnancy
175 reads
3 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
19th Sep 2024 1:25pm
19th Sep 2024 1:25pm
I Can't Do It?
I stared at the positive pregnancy test in disbelief. Just four months after giving birth to my Ava, I can't be expecting again!
I looked back at my calendar to remember. It was Wednesday, July 31st. I'd drawn a heart shape around it in a moment of romantic whimsy. That heart marked the first of three nights of lovemaking in a whirlwind week. The man was long gone. How could I have been so careless? So easy?
Raising a second child on my own? I can't do it. Should I birth the child and put it up for adoption or have an abortion? These are the only choices I can...
I looked back at my calendar to remember. It was Wednesday, July 31st. I'd drawn a heart shape around it in a moment of romantic whimsy. That heart marked the first of three nights of lovemaking in a whirlwind week. The man was long gone. How could I have been so careless? So easy?
Raising a second child on my own? I can't do it. Should I birth the child and put it up for adoption or have an abortion? These are the only choices I can...
#disappointment
#erotic
#pregnancy
195 reads
7 Comments
Sageofsongs
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 5:42am
6th Sep 2024 5:42am
Nice Guy Chronicles IV
Two of my friends and I
Had decided to get together
We would go out later
But in the afternoon
We decided to have a braai (barbeque)
It was near the end of the year
And each of us had to go 'home' soon.
It was like a farewell event
Each of us knew we'd be entering
The bigger world now
As a strange turn of events
On that very day we ran into 3 girls
How this happened is that
two of us went on an alcohol run
Then when we got back,
my one friend was standing with a girl
This was a...
Had decided to get together
We would go out later
But in the afternoon
We decided to have a braai (barbeque)
It was near the end of the year
And each of us had to go 'home' soon.
It was like a farewell event
Each of us knew we'd be entering
The bigger world now
As a strange turn of events
On that very day we ran into 3 girls
How this happened is that
two of us went on an alcohol run
Then when we got back,
my one friend was standing with a girl
This was a...
#bittersweet
#love
#pregnancy #UnrequitedLove
#pregnancy #UnrequitedLove
96 reads
2 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 2:27pm
26th Aug 2024 2:27pm
The Gospel of Lovemaking
In the movements of their joining, bodies
spoke in tongues only the heavens understood,
and the world fell away, leaving the purity
of their bond as a testament to
the love that crafts all of creation.
Their bodies danced to ancient rhythms
born in the depts of her womb and the
dance was beautiful. Their love was
a sermon of the flesh, a gospel of goodwill
given by pure hearts. For them, fucking
was praying, and living was an act of grace.
When that delicate spark carried by man
found its home inside of her,...
spoke in tongues only the heavens understood,
and the world fell away, leaving the purity
of their bond as a testament to
the love that crafts all of creation.
Their bodies danced to ancient rhythms
born in the depts of her womb and the
dance was beautiful. Their love was
a sermon of the flesh, a gospel of goodwill
given by pure hearts. For them, fucking
was praying, and living was an act of grace.
When that delicate spark carried by man
found its home inside of her,...
#pregnancy
#religion
#sex
360 reads
2 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 6:30am
24th Jun 2024 6:30am
IT WAS HOT THAT NIGHT
#parent
#pregnancy
#sex
215 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Jun 2024 7:01pm
15th Jun 2024 7:01pm
Almost a death sentence
He got her pregnant and left her
She didn't know what to do
She was to scared to get an abortion
She was to scared to have the kid
She jumped off the roof of her apartment building
Yeah she died
When he found out he was troubled
His troubled feelings soon gave way to relief
In a month he had forgotten about it
He was just another swinging single cock walking down the street again
She didn't know what to do
She was to scared to get an abortion
She was to scared to have the kid
She jumped off the roof of her apartment building
Yeah she died
When he found out he was troubled
His troubled feelings soon gave way to relief
In a month he had forgotten about it
He was just another swinging single cock walking down the street again
#boyfriend
#LifeStruggles
#pregnancy
#SelfHarm
#suicide
238 reads
6 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
16th May 2024 7:54pm
16th May 2024 7:54pm
SEXUAL INTERCOURSE
#lust
#pregnancy
#rhyming #sex
#rhyming #sex
247 reads
1 Comment
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
258 reads
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