Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 11:15pm
20th Jan 2025 11:15pm
Father and his son, the wimp
The boy turned fifteen. His father bought him a shotgun. He taught his son how to load, clean and shoot the gun. He would say, "Kid you've got to stand up for yourself, always." He would make the boy shoot round after round, his shoulder would ache. He would rather read comics, go on his phone, and jerk off like any normal teenager. He didn't like going to the rifle range with his father. The place gave him the creeps.
One Saturday morning in June, his father said, "Get your rifle and get in the car, MOVE IT!" He did what he was told. He sat in the front seat...
One Saturday morning in June, his father said, "Get your rifle and get in the car, MOVE IT!" He did what he was told. He sat in the front seat...
#bullying
#father
#ShortStory #son
#ShortStory #son
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Nvmb
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 3:21am
19th Jan 2025 3:21am
Echoes of You
You’ve gone somewhere I can’t follow,
A hollow path, a silent sorrow.
Your eyes don’t meet mine anymore,
You’ve locked the light behind a door.
I reach for you, but you’re not there,
A phantom caught in empty air.
Where did you go?
What did you see?
We’re left with shadows
Where you should be.
You’re slipping through,
We’re losing the fight—
A ghost in the day,
A wisp in the night.
What have you found, so far, so deep?
What takes your soul while we can’t sleep?
Your silence screams, your shadow...
A hollow path, a silent sorrow.
Your eyes don’t meet mine anymore,
You’ve locked the light behind a door.
I reach for you, but you’re not there,
A phantom caught in empty air.
Where did you go?
What did you see?
We’re left with shadows
Where you should be.
You’re slipping through,
We’re losing the fight—
A ghost in the day,
A wisp in the night.
What have you found, so far, so deep?
What takes your soul while we can’t sleep?
Your silence screams, your shadow...
#dark
#disappointment
#family
#memories
#son
52 reads
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Poeticking81
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 9:30am
16th Jan 2025 9:30am
This poem is called Child Murder
My name's sky I'm three,My eyes are swollen.I can't see,I must be stupid.I must be bad,What else could have made my daddy so mad?I wish i were better i wish i weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.I can't do wrong i can't speak at all or else i am lockup all day long.When i am awake i am all alone.The house is dark my folks aren't home.When my mommy does come home.I'll try and be nice,so maybe i will just get one whipping tonight.I just heard a car,my daddy's back from charlies bar.I hear him curse.My name's called,I press myself against the wall.I try to hide from his...
#death
#father
#murder #son
#murder #son
63 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 3:44am
10th Jan 2025 3:44am
Hand and Eye
My little guy has got the hand and eye
See a shape and put your hands in place
To receive what I’m delivering
As it’s coming in…depth perception kicks in
Two points on a map and intersect where you should be
He sees the ball and anticipates where
And what direction
The passing wind can have an effect
You have to put that into the equation
Split second decisions between hand and eye
When you hawk that ball and hunt it down
It ends up positive with clapping all around
Next thing you know you helped...
See a shape and put your hands in place
To receive what I’m delivering
As it’s coming in…depth perception kicks in
Two points on a map and intersect where you should be
He sees the ball and anticipates where
And what direction
The passing wind can have an effect
You have to put that into the equation
Split second decisions between hand and eye
When you hawk that ball and hunt it down
It ends up positive with clapping all around
Next thing you know you helped...
#determination
#MyInspiration
#son #sports
#son #sports
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:25am
6th Jan 2025 10:25am
Father & Son
The boy hid under his bed when he would hear his father come into the house
A large, hairy, burly man, who has a problem with his hands
Almost every night he comes home drunk
The father would come into the boy's room, wake him up and begin taunting him
His dad would begin touching him inappropriately
He made sure that his boy would touch him back
The father would tell the boy that he's his favorite, even though he's an only child
The boy is kissed violently
He can taste the liquor his father's been drinking
If it's something the boy likes, he...
A large, hairy, burly man, who has a problem with his hands
Almost every night he comes home drunk
The father would come into the boy's room, wake him up and begin taunting him
His dad would begin touching him inappropriately
He made sure that his boy would touch him back
The father would tell the boy that he's his favorite, even though he's an only child
The boy is kissed violently
He can taste the liquor his father's been drinking
If it's something the boy likes, he...
#abuse
#alcohol
#DomesticViolence
#father
#son
64 reads
8 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 10:47pm
20th Dec 2024 10:47pm
Glass Abortions (Cauldron Kill Series)
#dirty
#evil
#mother
#rejection
#son
60 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 10:25am
18th Dec 2024 10:25am
15 Billion
15 billion miles from Earth
My son sits and wonders what’s beyond the universe
A bunny hops into the grass and we laugh and giggle
I think my son can be an Astronaut for Ages
We stare at the sky sometimes I don’t know why
We watch 3 crows chase a bigger Hawk
We always appreciate the beauty of nature
Go in the back yard pitch baseballs in the net
As we do, me and you are like me,we are on a string
See bumble bees times two buzzing around us
So we throw the ball back and forth ...
My son sits and wonders what’s beyond the universe
A bunny hops into the grass and we laugh and giggle
I think my son can be an Astronaut for Ages
We stare at the sky sometimes I don’t know why
We watch 3 crows chase a bigger Hawk
We always appreciate the beauty of nature
Go in the back yard pitch baseballs in the net
As we do, me and you are like me,we are on a string
See bumble bees times two buzzing around us
So we throw the ball back and forth ...
#astronomy
#father
#memories
#son
#universe
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 00:13am
17th Dec 2024 00:13am
Mi Noh Uo Nobaddi Nuttn
(Patois)
Winky Winky an ar tiifin son tiif mi $12,000 outa mi ouse.
Soh shi can tek dat ahn piay di lite bill weh shi sey mi uo.
Dem a squat inna di uol man yawd, an dem a live laka jangcro.
Shi love freenis, but dat a goh mek ar tun woklis.
Di wickid ooman noh piay noh rent fi bout fuo ier.
Shi a uze tiifin lite inna di plies caw shi noh wahn fi piay noh bill.
Di bad-smellin ooman uo $52,800 fi wata bill weh shi run up.
Mi nah shuo ar noh receit caw mi noh uo nobaddi nuttn.
Winky Winky an ar tiifin son tiif mi $12,000 outa mi ouse.
Soh shi can tek dat ahn piay di lite bill weh shi sey mi uo.
Dem a squat inna di uol man yawd, an dem a live laka jangcro.
Shi love freenis, but dat a goh mek ar tun woklis.
Di wickid ooman noh piay noh rent fi bout fuo ier.
Shi a uze tiifin lite inna di plies caw shi noh wahn fi piay noh bill.
Di bad-smellin ooman uo $52,800 fi wata bill weh shi run up.
Mi nah shuo ar noh receit caw mi noh uo nobaddi nuttn.
#home
#money
#son #women
#son #women
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cjpoetry
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 9:29am
16th Dec 2024 9:29am
The Boy The Man
I reunite with a glaze in this young boys eyes, blue and wet as if his father had died.
Would he ever know their spirits were always connected, praying for the day their tracks intersected.
On this night, oh so late, to hear your voice, I can always wait.
Fear and pain were fuel for this boy, living in silence, living in the void.
Whispers hum and brush his skin, wondering if they will ever meet again.
Dreams come as I sleep, nightmares present when I wake.
Humble even in trauma, I became a man, without a father.
...
Would he ever know their spirits were always connected, praying for the day their tracks intersected.
On this night, oh so late, to hear your voice, I can always wait.
Fear and pain were fuel for this boy, living in silence, living in the void.
Whispers hum and brush his skin, wondering if they will ever meet again.
Dreams come as I sleep, nightmares present when I wake.
Humble even in trauma, I became a man, without a father.
...
#family
#father
#son
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 2:56am
14th Dec 2024 2:56am
Evan Goes To See Mom
Evan goes to see Mom.
Even though naked, Mom's got tan lines.
Evan stripped and humped Mom.
Even though naked, Mom's got tan lines.
Evan stripped and humped Mom.
#fiction
#home
#mother
#sex
#son
97 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
26th Nov 2024 1:59am
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
My Lioness Flickers Between Serengeti Moonbeams
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
Our African vacation starts at a luxury hotel in Nairobi. But I pine for a photographic safari into the Serengeti. Over breakfast, I break some news for Jane. “Hey let’s try this on for size. Jane, I want to take you on a safari into Tanzania. Maybe we’ll have an adventure like in a J.G. Ballard novel.”
She says, “You’re so crazy, but truly we could face off with a pride of lions looking for supper. The signs ain’t good darling. The continental breakfast bar at this hotel is more than enough for me. We can go to the...
#Africa
#love
#marriage
#sensual
#son
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 8:02pm
25th Nov 2024 8:02pm
May I Ask What The Freaking Hell Is Going On Out Here?!
"Keep on giving it to her" was what
Steven heard a neighbor Justin
say before going into
the backyard and seeing
his son Dax naked
and humping Joy
in front of
a film
crew.
Steven heard a neighbor Justin
say before going into
the backyard and seeing
his son Dax naked
and humping Joy
in front of
a film
crew.
#fiction
#friendship
#home
#sex
#son
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DU Poetry : Son Poems
