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We are born in this world to people who want nothing more than for you to succeed They see a purpose within you They are the ones that fill your needs. As I've grown into the young woman that I am
Wide awake yet deep asleepInside my mother it had waitedInside my mother, just skin deepNothing it wants but just hatred
You gave me roots Struggled against the odds Keeping me safe Saving me from abuse Fighting the law to keep me safe Having to be my mother and father Working day and night to keep me clothed and fed
My mother has always been there No matter the situation she'll care. She's been my role model Since I drank from a bottle And we'll always be a pair.
You brought me into this world Instilled your hope, genes, and dreams into my soul Mom, Through these 20 years I've had many fears You've wiped away so many tears My heart is full
Oh mom you tell me how to dream like the kid you were and how our lives happen the way they do for a reason you don't know. But since your mom passed, who is the one to tell you
No Comment Running down blocks Chasing through streets Pulling off covers Ripping up sheets I went to look for my boy last night You saw him play, step high, make strides
A flawless and impeccable woman who strives for nothing but the best. Who has a determination and never settles for anything less.
Many people know how important you were to me.If you hadn't died, today you would've turned seventy.You were a kind woman who loved to give.I would've done anything if you could've lived.
The Definition of perfection, And yet I get to call you my own, You're just so filled with affection, I think I might explode! I call you my Mother, A word meaning so much more,
Strive for science yet live for art Mother teach me through practical and passionate experience Help me allow them to bend and morph with my soul You guide my choices and I follow through
To be blessed with a beautiful mom is the best gift of all.
It's Saturday I wake up Mom knows Breakfast shows up at 8 It's Saturday Dad's gone Off to work Won't be back till late Next morning On a trip
Do you see it? Its Moving With you its not going anywhere No soul can take it away Its permanently a visual of you Your Face Is a sight to see Because you look like just like me
The flower bud in my lobby I plucked, coming in cold and numb. Plum stolen from the vase, And twisted against my thumb. Elevator doors closed,
Quickly now, Sign away the money you didn't earn. Designate it's destination before you receive it. It won't be enough. And it won't bring her back.
live in the moment and have some fun you're blind, you're naive, you never listen get crazy and wild; worry when you're done mind's empty, heart's dull, but your soul glistens
I kept walking, didn’t stop until I saw the dull sun drop then I ran through the plains I where I sobbed out in the rain panicked paranoia in the dark
She loves me most when I’m Not too close. How bizarre How I was once innermost Far, Below Her navel- a scar,
Behold! Behold a place that’s home to those whose found themselves quite comfortable losing hope within their own self…
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“Don’t talk to me in that tone!” Yes, mother, I apologize for my insolent self.
"Please stay with me, daddy!" "Please don’t leave me!" You were walking so fast. Too fast for my little feet to keep up.
Dear, My mother’s ex-boyfriend of two years, My biological father left when I was six And ever since then, I've been looking for someone to fix
I remember her hands gripping to the wheel, An ice covered windshield, The snow outside as thick as steel, She was afraid, but could not yield. Maybe it was the cold,
Mother Of all the people in the world You know me the most Since the times when I was in your stomach curled To when I made my first french toast To when I danced and twired Mother
When mom talks with me, all that I can hear Is the sweetness of her voice, and how she sounds sincere. I’m glad for the special friendship that we are lucky to share
She won’t wake upShe won’t wake up She won’t wake up She lays there in a carcass of pasty white skin With sunken closed eyes and a dark mind from within
I watched my Mom fill out an application. I looked at the line that asks about past professions. I thought to myself, that space is too small Because my mom was the best of them all
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My hair is too frizzy, A red tangled mess. My eyebrows aren’t arched, Blonde makes it look less. My pants don’t quite fit, The muffin top pokes over. I look down at the scale,
This is for the girls who believe the number on the scale, determines whether they are beautiful or not. This is for the men who don’t fit in the role of “tough man,” that media portrays them to be.
The universe created you, made you my maker. You followed the breadcrumbs to the creation. Abandoned seed of failure, a beautiful risk to admire, appetite to reach the universal emotion, wasted years of blooming to rescue the putrefaction.
I'm thankful for you, Momma, You light up my life, I love you like Obama, through struggle and strife, Hey Momma, you rock. You are my rock. My socks: you rock them. Hey Momma, oh Mommy Momma
For the time has come, I am to leave the nest that once was created by Mother Bird. Ready to take on the world And unaware of what is to come.
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You will love me unconditional Pure, without complication You will understand my tears And calms all my fears You love me right from the stars And hold me close to your heart
Sitting on the bed in her embrace, I can see the love all over her face. Her light blue eyes shine like gems Behind her thick, squared glasses lens, Her mouth is in a beautiful smile;
You try to ruin my life Waiting in the darkest night, to spoil my positive mind to steal my stands to stop my steppings but know! I am the unique mouse wise to make a choice
Suffered. Hurt. Buried. How many more violent words can she take? How many more bruises do you think that she has? He vowed to love her on their wedding day, but he had put up a facade.
Dear Mom, I love and miss you, Your hugs, our talks, your sweet smile, College is so far. Love, Kallie
Thank you, Mom For the mayonnaise Plastered on me Like a filter to hide My blood Thank you, Mom For the twang
Looking at the stars Thinking about the place I go every day, The place I call home But it doesn’t feel that way. Home feels like bad dream
Dear Mom. To my moon Thank you For the countless For the countless hours
(There’s no need to start with dear When Mami is the same thing to me.) I read a poem in Literature one day That made me tense, a deer ready to run
Dear Mom, You always said to fight for what you believe in Fight like the Sun fights the Moon Though the Moon may shed dim light upon the night-enveloped Earth
Dear Mom, I love you. I love your strength, your kindness, your compassion. Thank you for taking care of me when I'm sick,
I often struggle with words, which for me either come out wrong or don’t come out at all. In fear of the first happening, it's usually the second. Here’s the result: What I Never Got to Say
Dear Mom, I once wished for a motherwith lighter skin. I once wished for a mother who looked identical to me. I once wished fora different mother. I wished things I wish I didn’t mean. I thought your mother had to be identical figures. But that is
Having me in your adolescence, I understand this was no easy feat: Growing up early, throwing your childhood away, I can’t commend you enough. And you’re still on your feet. I saw you struggle, day by day
Dear mom, its been hard hasn't it? dealing with all the problems in your head not being able to tell me anything because you don't want me to worry.
Dear Mother, Love and hate are cut from the same cloth. You provide for me the key, to unlock the Pandora box of your feelings.
Youre the inspiration Youre the innovation From you could appear a nation Your heart is out heart Your love eclipses our love Your soul holds our soul
My love, You are turning 11-years-old this year. My heart drops to my stomach when I think about that.
Dear Mommy, I don’t know if you remember but, I remember a simpler time when it was just me and you... alone in the car with only our thoughts and radio. To be specific, the quiet storm.
To my mother I imagine that before my mother was a woman, she must have been a girl. It's an odd thing, this imagining. My mother was once an unfinished human,
Dear mom, goodbye was never said When i woke from my bed And you were already gone. I sat and cried And tried and tried
Oh, dear Sis, I’m so sorry! I really thought, I really thought he just did it to me… or that it was just a bad dream like Mommy said. ...and I asked about the screams,
My Dear Mother You’re appreciated I just wanted to say You’ve precisely demonstrated patience and Renovated my life because You challenged me with unabated love, you Loved me before I knew you
Momma what did you do, Pills and milk won't fix me or you. The drugs they course through your veins, All you know is how to cause pain. Sell your own to get what you want, Sell others to get what you flaunt.
Dear mom, Love is something that cannot be stopped Or stalled as you so want me to do. It’s almost as if you are pained
Dear Mama, Everything was fine until you left I became vunerable to the world My heart became a victim of theft Once protected, it lay curl'd Days went dark As the pain took a mark
Dear Mom, I refer to myself as a miracle child My mere existence wasn't mild My moms pain was severe I almost ended her life I'm sorry mom I caused you such strife
Dear Mom, Through all my obnoxious quirksYou deal with me. College visits, time and time again
To the one who has taken care of me my entire life I want to thank you To the one who stuck by my side I want to thank you To the one who worked so hard to make sure we always had a roof over our heads
MOTHER By: Demily Ruelas Mother, is the one that is with you from the very start. Mother, the one who kisses your boo boos when you have gotten hurt.
Perhaps, I’m hidden.Trying not to show up.Somehow, like Renoir’s painting of the hidden girl.It reflects my shadows.It also reflects the sorrowWithin my heart. My heart is burning And I can see the and senseThe fire.
Dear Mom... I don’t even know where to start with you these days. How are you? It feels weird to say that. Do you wonder how I’m doing, too? I’m 25 now, A woman. Last time you saw me I was a girl.
A Mother’s Love ` Mom you had me at the age of fifteen. Now you’re thirty five and I am nineteen Even though you were young and gave birth
1/30/18 Dear mom, I couldn’t understand why… Why were you so uptight with me. Why were you not patient with me. Why were you never home with me.
Dear Mom, I know I stopped talking. I know it hurt you. but what I DID say, it was all true. I know I hurt you, but one thing's for sure. What you did, it hurt me more.
Together every morning they make the bed Laying the warm heather grey duvet on top Smiling together like they were newlywed
Dear Mother, I'm sorry I am not the perfect one The girl who you wished I could be Unfortunately, I am just me But I would like to take the time to thank you For everything that you have done
By: Cassidy Little This goes out to the most encouraging idol, Who I am most proud to call my mother. From in the womb to taking my first steps,
Dear Mother, Why do you allow yourself such dolor? Say its for our sake but there must be more, Since every day I see your face drain in color.
Dear Mommy, I wish that you hadn't left. I know you had no choice. But I wish you were still here. Even though I wasn't old enough to remember you, I still have as much hurt as anyone that was.
1999 was the year it all started I was born Sick and kept away No one seemed to know where 2002 was the year it all ended I was taken away
For a very long time I looked down on myself for pursuing my dreams instead of the wealth My brother, an engineer My sister, a nurse And I... I am... not the lawyer you wanted to see
Fading Momma when you look at my face I wish you'd see me for me Not the image you pray I one day be Momma sometimes I just wanna hear that my thoughts have value
Life has kinda been a jungle to me kinda like living in one or something Wondering why my father, never came back after his hunt Always haunted me Would sneak up on me While my back was turned
Ever slept to stop the hunger? Ever ate school lunch and that was your food for the day? Ever wore a pair of shoes till they looked like a gun was sprayed across them? Ever walked for fun?
Mom, You are my literal everything, My entire being exists because of you. You taught me that I don’t need someone else to define who I am. You taught me that
Dear Mom, Thank you for my blonde hair and for giving me life, but I guess I must thank Father for my pale green eyes and constant need to repeat myself. Thank you for loving me,
To the woman who gave me my first breath The one who carried my weight The one who loved me without even seeing me There's a knot in my throat when I try to tell you What I felt went wrong
I would not take a bullet for my mother. How horrible that sounds, I know, but I would rather lose my own mom and suffer instead of having her lose her baby girl and drown in sorrow.
Alone with her children in the middle of the city Laughing smiling scolding protecting them With her very beauty.
If I knew that I would have one last Christmas with you.I wouldv'e helped you put up the tree and spent time with you in the kitchen.I wouldn't have made a fuss about helping you clean or running errands.If only I knew that this Mother's Day would
Dear Mom, Light Of You All my life I’ve had you. Through the ups and the downs, and all the turnarounds
Dear Mom, I notice you. I notice the wrinkles that grew on your face, the back pain when you walk up the stairs,
Mom- I know I haven’t been the best to you: I’ve made you sad, I’ve made you cry, I’ve made you mad, I’ve been so self-absorbed,
Dear Mom, I can barely remember the last time we’ve talked, And even fainter, the last time you walked.
Dear MotherI wouldn't be here If it wasn't for youI am proud to be your daughterI only wish happyness for youI hope for you to find loveI have faith that you'll stay with me till my life beginsI'm So happy that you had meMy life would suck without
Dear Mom and Dad, I love you both You've clothed me and fed me before I could do it for myself You've helped me through all of my problems You've stopped me from doing things I shouldn't You've raised me
I lived in a minivan. Parked outside of Mcdonalds. Party of nine all in a van Other than it wasn't a party, it was my home. I lived in a minivan.
I almost told you the other day. About 4 times to be exact. It was on the tip of my tongue but for some reason, my teeth grit and pushed it back into my throat each and every time.
Dear mom and Dad, I am troubled by the thought of how much y’all work to support me. I try my best to support myself but in the end, you guys carry the weight. I’m scared I’ll disappoint Y'all
I can’t believe it’s almost been two years since I’ve seen your beautiful face. We went through so much together over the years. We saw many hardships, and we cried many tears.
I experienced many wonders,from clear skies to ones with thunders,from a clean plain to a dirty roadthanks to the personwhose footsteps I followed. I learned to forgive and forget,to dance and sing in duet,to reap what I sowed,thanks to the person
From the first day i ever cried without reason, i was told to be stone cold, never show 'em how you feel, because emotions are bad bad bad don't use those dirty words.
To the woman who has an eventful life- One of eleven kids, a crazy Roman Catholic family A woman who always had to fight Who can still play ball like no bodys business -the skill that was your ticket out (almost)
It was planned in heaven our meeting. If remembered with stillness you can still hear the angels trumpets signaling the seal of our bond,
Were you too misinformed to see clearly,Of how they were destroying your own soul?You opened your mind to them so simply,As if there was not a blood-l
Bumps of ketamine. Go to bed real late. It’s not what it seems, Hell is a soulmate. Vodka made of tears,
To the person I tried to look up to, Because of you I learned the meaning of hate, But not why you hated me. Because of you,
For my Mom:
Hang your towel. Fold your clothes. Brush your hair And scrub your face. Make your bed And clean the floor, Mothers demand. Nagging to you It may seem. But watch,
My mother is my idol, my inspiration, and my rolemodel. She didn't come from wealth
Dear You Know Who You Are, I was little, Too weak for my own good. You made sure I knew it too. I was a flower, Frostbitten by a cold world. You crumbled my fragility
My Dear Cold-Blooded Father,
Dear mother I know you didn't mean to I know you didn't want it to hurt me Dear mother why couldn't you see my pain Why couldn't you hear my cry Didn't you know I had a storm inside
Love- A beautiful thing. To the world, And all it contains- Love: When you see her crying Out in the streets, Out in the rain, Water streaming down Her face-
Because I love you Everytime I see your smile My heart melts straight into goo. I’ll do my best to cheer you up when you are blue
Remember ordering Chinese food on those Friday nights in front of the TV the notes of support you would leave when I wasn't looking
One heart is all it takes to love someone, but every day, people kill each other with their love more than their bitter hatred ever could
Because I love you so should you. I believe in you and now it's your turn to do the same. Because I love you, I want you to realize what you can do.
From the moment you opened your eyes, I knew my whole world would change. All my woes and sorrows disappeared, As I heard your first Cries.
Why do I work all day? Why do I not show up for dinner? Why do I not go to your games? Why do I never seem to be there when you need be? When I know you won't understand, That not everything is nice.
My parents are LOVE. They argue, they fuss and downright disagree with each other, often. LOVE is not seeing eye to eye. They like different movies but every once in awhile they find one together.
I thought I knew what love was. It was walking through the streets holding hands, Buying each other ice cream and talking until 3am.
My dad throws a plate at the breakfast room wall, As he throws it he adds on his life, marriage, and family, It shatters into smaller images of himself, And the sound it makes is nothing short of deafening,
Because I love you, I want you to have the best opportunity at a successful future that I never had. Because I love you, I will work day and night behind the scenes to make sure your college experience goes off without a hitch.
Dear momma Thank you for giving me Real Love The kind of love where I feel safe enough To be myself and shine Real Love
Because I love you…. I will allow you into my heart, I will share my secrets with you, Because I know they are safe with you. I will cry in front of you.. And with you..
In my darkest moment, You were there to cradle me Somehow you became my opponent Preventing me from being free You and I together Perpetuated my pain The way dark and stormy weather
My mom is blount, but kind. She is loud, but she listens when the time is needed to listen. I watched her carefully as I grown into a man. I learned how to be kind and a great listener from her.
Because I love you I want you to thrive, not die Because I love you I’ll shine my light on you, so you’re not in the darkness Because I love you I won’t let you fall behind, I’ll drag you to the finish line
I'll be honest, I'm not much of a poet But I'm writing this because I love you. And I dont tell you that to hear it back.
My mom dosen't believe in love. I think she stopped after my dad painted her skin with the harsh colors of blue and purple one too many times.
My mom is a thousand ticking bombs Wrapped recklessly In coarse, Black, South pacific skin. Pervaded by the thick stench of marlboro reds,
I wonder what life would be like if my brother made it alive would I have been alot happier? I wish I could apologize To my little brother who didn't make it
My lovely socks, wherever can you be? No sign of you anywhere, it’s futile The warmth you have given protected me The thought of you gone makes me choke up bile My feet are bare, they feel overly free
You tell me to do the dishes. You tell me to clean my room. Constantly. You tell me "Be nice to your little brother". I never am, but I still listen. You tell me "Don't forget to pray"
Listen, this is why I love you not because of money not because of favors not because I have to but because I am you I am a product of you, Mom you are my mother, my best friend
"Ode to Mom"
Warm Arms Loving Smile Mom , you have always been my rock Fragrance of love Words of Wisdom Mom you have always been my rock Soft Kisses A look that has 1,000 words
It began with nine months Now I'm twenty-five Almost twenty-six Just the other day you held me in your arms You laughed you cried told me I was your success story in the beginning it was only a dream
I love you is hard to say when you don't believe the words as you speak them. My heart feels nothing as I hear your fake sobs
Because I love you, I mention your mistakes But you lash out at me With words like swords and tears streaming down You forgot me at one point I remember though, of all the tears that made me drown
I drove six hours just to surprise you Being spontaneous is something I never really do I opened your door and once you saw me you squealed with joy
as a kid a wise old man once told me "look with the heart not the eyes" i didnt really understand it back then and even though it took me a while i finally figured it out and i hope that one day maybe you will too
#becauseiloveyou Because I love you,I try my best to achieve academic success.Because I love you,I feel pain when you feel pain.Because I love you,I'll drop everything to be by your side if you're experiencing a bad day.Because I love you,I say go
It was the words of the broken that spoke through me, fast & rapid - a tidal wave rushing through my shredded memories of her weathered face lying on that broken bed. All alone.
Because I love you, I tell you goodnight every night. Because I love you, I tell you silly jokes just to see you smile. Because I love you, I share my art and my day with you.
Because I love you I listened to you, Because I love you I cared about you a little too much I lost my self in the process of showing you my love, in
Three Simple Words Created Upon The Lords Have Such Meaning For Such a Robust Feeling Mom Dad Sister Brother If It's Not One Thing It's Another Relationship With The Other
Love is not just romance over and over, it's also a bond of friendship working together. No matter if the experience gets tough, we work to understand each other and grow closer.
She has my back Every step of the way. Defends me, Like thunder colliding with lightning. Guiding me Through my hardest moments. Comforts me When she needs it most.
Although I am not the greatest they aspire me to be, All you just say is to "just be me," Even though I sometimes break down and cry, I would always see you there by my side,
Mama, I hope that you’re proud of me. I hope you’re proud of the way that I slave every day And how sometimes I pray Even though I don’t believe in a Jesus.
Because I love you, you love me I love you because you took me in You took me in not because you had to You wanted to take me in US in Because you love me You are my definition of perfect love
I wasn't loved You cheated, lied and hit I felt the blood run down my cheek You cheated, lied and swore It would never Happen Again I gave up I broke it off
Dear Mom, We've been through alot together, When you and Dad broke up a was still a baby, All I know was my blanket and pacifier,
Mom, I’m gay I’ll talk to you later. I’m sorry (but not really), I’m in love with a girl. She is stunning, My heart is full.
What do you desire above all? What is it that you need the most of all my love? My great love for you has caused me to fall My adoration as fragile as a your spirit
The essence of love has a funny aroma to it. It sticks to the air in which it is breathed out and it is sucked back in the lungs. The essence of love has a gripping smell.
Two hands lift me up, a smile blinds me nonsensical whispers and laughter this is a hearth, my fire Dancing fingers, dancing eyes the clutch of protection
Your voice, Your precious heart The gifts that are priceless A Motther's Love What a joy Very hard to despise it I admire your accomplshments Set us for higher expectations
I want you to stand tall, and proud of your messy scrawl. Please show me your smile, even if it takes a while to show up. Because I love you. Stop stressing over little things
She never has to scream, Inside or outside her broken mind, And he never raised an impulsive hand. He is never jealous, not even of the neighboor,
AWAY FROM MY BLANKET In my blanket where I feel the warmth Where I am always comfortable Where I don't receive any coldness
The sound of growling crawls its way from The dark of the forest, accompanied by Faint, weak cries of hunger. A mother sets forth. “There is no more time. With nearly
your eyes they light up the darkest nights so please just carry me one more night a life without you would shake me with fright right you were right I was going to grow up and leave...
I can't believe it's been 6 years since you left us. I still wake up and expect you to be downstairs making breakfast. I miss your smile. That thing was infectious.
If your daughter came to you with tears on her face, If your daughter came to you with rejected disgrace, Because a stranger, of the ball, took her predestined place,
23 years of marriage. Damn, 23 years. I could not believe that it would last that long because he had proposed to me in a bar.
if i'm thankful, then i'm grateful if i'm not out on the streets, if i have something to eat for the night, at night at least if i'm thankful, then i'm grateful not forgetful, or distasteful
She calls her own daughter, a dellinkwent. When her own daughter seems like she's just a pigment of her mother's imaginatioin
this life I live breaks my heart a little more each daythe maladies and tragedies consume my dreamsand wear away all my strengthsorrow is my constant companion asthe moments' crawl, seconds feel endless
Tomorrow they will be blue, Regardless of the color, They will always remind us of you. Cherished in every way, Even during their fragile days, Flowers are Bright, Flowers are Cheerful,
By Joseph Abelardo Conaty My mom is very smart She is very good at art My mom loves to be nice She has only scolded me twice My mom is very creative
Mom i know your not reading this But let me tell you this I miss the times we used to laugh Miss the times we used to sing But now your gone I remember those foster homes I thought you would come back
"Marry a nice American Bengali Man" -fin kinda... to be continued...
New, President New Change Donald Trump is not a Scum, he did not become a president to have some fun. He is a man of faith,yet also ridiculed for his honesty,
1. Don't run with scissors because you will end up harming yourself. And I don't want you to become like me. Harming yourself more than others ever could.
Gone in your sleep… The mother I couldn’t keep The drugs stole you away Part of me died with you that day Took to heaven way too soon
Hands brushing against wallpaper Paint Stone Brick Drywall Feet shuffling carefully across carpet Hardwood Linoleum Tiles Eggshells
A teddy bear Soft and cute We all had one as a little kid Or even as an adult Nothing wrong with that And sometimes We had a big teddy bear with a slightly smaller teddy bear
Disscussion, Can't we just talk? Round table no intimidation from whom I was Born, Blood shared, Bones grown, Umbilical Cord. Can't we just tal- Intimidation. Raised Voices
That soft, kind emotion is what I long for. That thing that is so precious not everyone can have. I yearn for that feeling one day, I desire that feeling. That feeling I know is warm and gentle.
You tell me everything will be fine now theres milk in the fridge and our TV plays seinfeild reruns now. Just two days ago you came stumbling home. Just a week ago your wrists were sliced open like monarch wings.
Sinners ! Repent, and turn back to your first love. Jesus Christ speaks about this in the book of revelation. Here I am preaching to the choir. You maybe alone tonight sitting on the sidelines thinking what this life is about ?
Tell The World ! Your words sit there upon your desk Yet you love your books & magazines the best You prefer the light of your t.v. You love the world & your avoiding me !
words cut deep out on the patio we have come this close through a variation in dream The hurricane sets in shadows block the way a cause to learn from are mistakes shallow pools exposed
Sometimes when I'm trying to do lots of homework and i'm completely overwhelmed i hear your voice in my head telling me to make a list. Sometimes when i call you on the phone
You've taken care of me from the start, even before I had a beating heart. Singing me to sleep and tucking me in bed, placing your sweet kisses upon my head. You gave me baths and healed my wounds,
Dear Mom, I woke up today screaming and then realized it was just a nightmare. I don’t know why you didn’t come to check on me but I know I will be okay. Dear Mom,
You are the reason why my life is a constant misery, You lied, abused, and hurt me leaving me aside to drown in my own tears. Hopeless I felt because of your addiction your addiction caused me to be angry at you.
A rocket waits to fly From its launchpad In the living room. Helmet on, radio in hand, Two explorers approach. One room over
From her head down to her toes, She was skin and bones…and tumors. As the first month commenced, so did the malignancy. As the flowers blossomed, so did the pain. Choking on pills surrendered its threat, for
We all begin as lumps of clay Shapeless Colorless Full of potential I was a small lump But I knew what I could do I knew I had so much to offer And with that thought, I grew
I am my mother’s son. My apple has travelled its short distance - rolling passed high school. Here I’ve gained pride.
Sitting in the dark Listening to them yell I watch from the stairs This is my hell Am I the reason? That they always fight What did I do? That causes this every night
Graduation came around the day You were found on the ground. I felt like I was flying but then I saw You were crying, dying. There was something about the way I could not find the words to say
Mom, I see you in every flower, your kind heart in the petals, your radiance in the colors, your determination in the stem. you are full of life, wonder, and beauty.
I kept saying What am I going to do Left incapacitated I began to live Interpreting the world Found focus and motivation To keep going
Mom always writes in uppercase I watch her in repose, The phone in the nape of her neck still sighing Like a helpless long-necked rose.
Every Christmas was a good Christmas when you were around.But it stopped being good after you were lowered ino the ground.
If we are connected, Then why am I so alone? I have a pulse don't I? Then why do I feel so dead. In this world of me and reality there is no room for we. Dark, as the circles underneath my eyes, my thoughts,
When my emotions are down you step in and turn it all around you love me endlessly and I am thankful When adversity has its hand out and takes me along for the ride
Four years ago was Mom's last Thanksgiving.Just one year later, she was no longer living.I wasn't as thankful for her as I should've been.Back in 2012, I didn't know that she'd never be celebra
Como Pasa El Tiempo, I used to hear my mom say. Still so young, I nodded my head in agreement. It means: How Time Goes By..slipping out of our hands day by day.. They say as you get older, you start to understand
Love is forever flowing through you like a stream down a mountain Like a song you can't get out of your head Love is your mom yelling at you in the morning to get out of bed Annoying yet helpful I now realize
Out the window a thousand bright lights
To be with the one you love is meant to sacrifice to be with the woman that gave you birth is probably the easiest thing on earth, than to be with the one who crushed you the most
in my backpack is my lunch sack it has been rotting for days and I am afraid to see what my mom has made because I know it has decayed
Door is always locked, because she doesn't want the outside world in. Couches are old, but that's where I sleep when I come back.
I could tell you that the amber sunset Is enough for my eyes to pry themselves awake Every morning, Could tell you that the saccharine coos of birds stretching their wings
I could tell you that the amber sunset Is enough for my eyes to pry themselves awake Every morning, Could tell you that the saccharine coos of birds stretching their wings
Mommy! The first word that I hear every Morning. Mommy! Knowing that I am needed. Mommy! Making me feel like a SuperHero. Mommy! When tears falls, laughs begin, and knowledge is learned
A juvenile at the age of fourteen, frail and apprehensive of her surroundings lays concealed, restless beneath a short portion of vessel fabric. She lays soundless.
It goes in one ear and out the other.
The bell rings in my ear As the light peeks through the curtains Another day has started Dragging me body in fear Of what the day may bring is not certain But my goal is darted
Brownies "Brownies" was the topic, she gave to me that day. T’was difficult to ponder a poem to start that way
COOKIES Cookies are my favorite stuff But making them can be really rough. You mix the flour, and make the dough; It takes an hour, which goes... so... slow.
Heart heavy, shoulders drooped, I walk through the grey streets, on my way to you. I dragged my feet through the door, and you turn to me, arms as warm and ready as the cup of tea you made me, your love a kaleidoscope of color.
You are my best guide As you always guided me to be good son You are my inspiration As you always inspired me to dream You are my best teacher As you taught me the lessons of life
I am antique malls and dusty dishes I am front porch pickers and moonshine sippers I am light up sketchers and spongy pineapple dwellers I am young mistakes and a family disgrace I am dogwood trees and honey bees
Mom was only twenty-eight when she moved in this house in 1977,And she lived here until she moved to Sneedville, Tennessee in 2011.Mom was beautiful at twenty-eight and she was still beautiful at sixty-four.
It was wonderful to have a mother who was so great.If you hadn't died, today you would've turned sixty-eight.When you became ill and died, everything went sour.
black cat took me abat black cat you represent so many things black cat the witch's bae oh black cat so lucky in japan and united kingdom but bad luck's boo here in the good old of USA
Here she comes, With her bouncing curls, Unaware that she's my world She lays down With her head in my lap. Yawning from her too short a nap. Just thirty more minutes!!
And There I was with my mother with the stumbled soul and already fallen as hard wood and perforated The suffering made me my father in life so fierce the anger of my being to have hope to continue living
I’m sorry, I’m sorry,I’m sorry. How many times should I say I’m sorry?
Momma wrote Years ago a sunlit chapel First grade was ending I was leaving No recollection of the words Only Momma choked on them Sad Tears Momma never cries
Inability to communicate To Elaborate To Speak It is quite a terrible fate One which should not be cursed Even upon those that you hate Yet here I was Crying
My mind explodes with hatred. I was only told of the awful memories. I was only told of the abuse. My mom wanted to protect me from the bad. I was forced into a game of hide and seek except there was no one looking for me.
I used to stay up late into the deep dark night I would watch, think, read, or give myself a fright The darkness under my baggy green eyes gave way
Before I knew how to open my eyes, for 9 months you gave me shelter When I didn't know what world I was in you gave me comfort When I took my first steps wobbling my way to you, you gave me encourgament.
Thanks for giving me a life and pushing me out. I know how much it probably hurt, but I imagine the screaming was worse. Not just for you, but everyone else, Including myself.
How did she get him? How did her get her? Why do we have to be related Live under what they call a roof
Sitting by myself Daddy’s crying in the corner Mommy left us behind But I have to be a strong little soldier Feeling abandoned not just by her But by the tears I try to hide
Baseball hat, tiny socks, teething rings, alphabet blocks White noise machine, too many toys, all of these things Belong to my little boy 6 months before you, I was just me
You're still pretty in the rain like sunflowers in the field Even when your petals droop, yellow you are still
Usted es la flor que vive en la desierto Cuando el calor es fuerte y no hay agua Todavia puedes vives Tu eres la milagre del mundo
You’re the one who holded me through all these months Who always tend to be the one that counts You went through all of the fuss and huss. That time, too tough to touch.
I wake up every morning, I see my Mom smile, My Daddy had passed away, Its been awhile, My Mom says she's not tired or hungry from work, But inside, I know she's very hurt,
This is the fourth Mother's Day that has come around since you died.When you perished, I had to deal with a lot of pain on the inside.When you became ill, I wanted you to get well and so did my brother.
This is the third Mother's Day that has come around since you perished. The love that we felt for one another is something that I'll always cherish.Out of all of the people on Earth, you meant more to me than anyone.
Since you died, this is the second Mother's Day that has come around.Since March of 2013, peace and tranquility aren't things that I've found.You were one of the greatest mothers who ever lived.
My mother is special. That’s what they say When they drag me away From that shiny white room And I ask if I may
The first of the month brings light to our lives, birds in their nests and bees in beehives. We know that summertime is coming up soon so were hustling and bustling and stressing about school.
You kept it real You told no lies,Sometimes the truth may come as a surprise You told me I needed help I didn’t believe you, And now that the pain medicines gone I'm starting to need you You answered questions I never asked,You helped me unders
Mommy where have you beenUp in your headIn your own little mindWith the alcohol and nicotineI miss you momBack in your sober daysI miss comin home to see you smiling
I've lived in a house full of groans, and understood why my mom had problems getting loans, she screamed and yelled and screamed, my brothers and I looked very steamed, she said,"I can't take you anymore!"
"Damn, what a fam," I say to myself As I admire our picture on the shelf Ask anyone of us We'll tell you that we're the best
I can imagine a life without water I can imagine a life without food But to imagine a life without my mother its the worst thing I could do I feel a hole in my heart I feel my lungs without air
She withstood the pain of bringing me to this world, she held me close, but at that time, I didn't know what for. She heard me when I said my first words, who knew she'd forever keep it in her mind on record?
GunshotsWho could it be?I picture a student in ill-fitting clothing and unwashed hair.What kind of rifle? Is this how I'll die?What will I say when I beg for my life? I stop breathing. Eyes are frantic My heart sinks like lose change.I Imagine all
If I were stuck on an island, what would I bring?A person, an idea, or maybe a thing.Stuck on an island, what do I do?I will count on my mom to help me get through.
Chocolate rolled curls and a wide bridged nose Your absence invokes poignancy in me And yet, I am gay at the sound of your twinkling voice Calling me sunshine, your angel, your baby
She is the war, the carnage in my head, who speaks with bullets of lead and erects barbed wire fences. I am the rain, who settles down her rage and drowns out the fight
When missing I scurry, when crying I worry. The only thing I desire, something worth more than an empire. The one and only one who gave birth to me.
If I was all alone today with just my thoughts The only thing I would want would be surprising To all that know me It is not my kindle
All I need is to see her perfect little face, to escape from the dangers of the human race. All I need is for her heart to keep beating fine, to make me feel like I have hit a goldmine.
All I need in my life is my best friend. She is the person who gave me life and gives me unconditinal love and support. Her love radiates like the sunshine, warming everyone she comes into contact with.
Just oneNow how do I chooseWhen The Lord gave me two? Only oneI rely on two,My patience and my strength. A single oneWhy disregard oneWhen the best come in three? A mother.Identical twins.An undivided team.
It is foreign to me, like entering a class room for the first time. I do not know what to expect and I fear the unknowingness of it all.
A sweet smell filled the air.The rushing wind flowed through my hair.The sun beat down upon my face.But I found no joy—not a trace."Run!" my mind screamed.
She is there when I fall, She'll always be there when I call She takes away my fear, Oh Mother Dear. I couldn't survive without her, She's my angel I am sure. I love having her near,
Your fingers stroking through my hair My heart is warmed Your gentle press on my shoulder Reminds me why I’m here In your absence My light is extinguished Without you
What would I do without her?! I am what I am because of her I do what I can to be her Independent, positive, a walking heart She's too admirable to be true. Day by day
Life without you equates to a life without passion, A life with little feeling and very little meaning. Life without you means life without love. Life with no compassion, my body left with no reaction.
What My Mom Should Know It isn’t every morning when I remember to call “I love you!” To my mom’s back as she
When I was a baby I looked at you as if you were the sky I grew a little and looked at you like a princess I grew a little more and discovered that you were a queen
A mother's duty is not oft sought out. Example-like demeanor, and impeccable wit, Is not always found in every creation. The requisite mental patients, And presentiment second nature,
Our existence isn't so dreadful When there's smeone to care for Or even better, one that'll be there At your highest to cheer you on And at your lowest to bring you comfort
You carried me with you for nine months whole And when I was born your heart I stole You fell in love with me at first sight You promised to care for me and raise me right
Dear Mom, I am sorry for those things I said I did not mean them I don't know why they even left my head. Dear Mom, I know I can be a pain I know I drive you crazy
Although I may not show it, My mother is all I need in life And I know it. She's the reason why I strive to live. She's like my guardian, my friend, my sister
Through the hell fire When everything is gone, I'll keep you close My beautiful angel. To keep running In the image you saw, I'll never disappoint My beautiful angel.
He is my whole life two years ago I gave life giggle and cuddle
Fake love, fake smile, fake feelings Maturity of your child greater than your own, You’re stuck in a child’s state of mind. Your mothering? Questionable at best.
Your Beautiful Your Inteligent Your Needed You told me these things when I was young I never belived the words you told me I threw myself down And told myself I would never be loved But
Life is complicated sometimes impossible, you see many faces- your mom may seem horrible. If I'm stranded on an island, my mom would be in an oasis. We may end up famous, it may be unbearable,
I need her because she was there when nobody else was Giving me hugs and kisses daily just because I need her because she was my mother and my father Since he left her alone to raise his only daughter
Oh, Mother, You're all that I need Because stranded we are indeed. the way you laugh will help me breathe under stressful times such as these Oh, Mother, You're all that I need.
A big part of my life I cannot live without Without her I will not survive She helps me out in every way And knows how to make my day My mom has been my number one By having her I already won
I WANT it NEED it Cant Live Without My Pride Wonderful Mother
My mom is my is my movtivation and with out her there is no one to help me survive
She is the first place I felt love. She is like an ocean soft and peaceful yet strong enough to destroy. She is powerful. She is wise. She is brilliant. She is my muse.
More than just a hug More than just a word or a speech Most cannot be described or classified She is a warmer to the world A glass that is solid, but easy to break Colored green and smells like sunshine
If ever I were to be Without the things I hold dear I pray the essence of my joy be near In her smile And in the warmness of her heart She generates the purest form of love I'd ceasse to be
One person I could not live without would be my mother. I love her with all of my heart, there’s no way we could ever be apart.
Where would I be Without you, without me Without breath, without death Where would I be If you hadn't said yes If it had been a different day Where would I be
Sometimes I sit and ponder Everything I do. How far along I've come in life, and it's all thanks to you. You help me up when I fall down. You kiss me when I'm blue. No woman could ever compare.
Mom, is to care is to share is to help me comb my hair Mom is to teach is to preach is to help me peel my peach Mom is to aid is to persuade is to keep me from being afraid
I could not live without you, the best mother in the world I could not live without you, whether in my home or in my heart I could not live without you, your words of wisdom, not always so kind
Part IDear Mom;I know you find it hard sometimes to handle me-But I need you to realize just how much I love youAnd although you might not believe meIt’s very true that I really care about you.
Hardworking, caring, beautiful, and strong. 4 words to describe you in a poem but millions to describe in my heart. Nothing in the world could ever tear us and our relationship apart. Not just my mom but my best friend.
Most people say what they need most is their cellphone, or their laptop. But I never see people say who they need most, like their best friend, or their mother.
Your first cry is because of her long hours of hard work And the first thing you see is her beautiful face. From that moment on, You cant live without her. When you are hungry, she provides.
"Last night I dreamt, that somebody loved me. No hope no harm. Just another false alarm" - The Smiths A simple emotion is what I cannot live without. Am I in love?
My mom is my rock that I can't live without. She's my number one fan I have no doubt. She is strong, loving, supportive and kind, and never ceases to blow my mind. She has taught me resilience
My mom is my rock that I can't live without. She's my number one fan I have no doubt. She is strong, loving, supportive and kind, and never ceases to blow my mind. She has taught me resilience
Dear mom, I couldn’t tell you All the times I’ve been upset You shrink my laundry, eat my food And get the floor all wet
You took all my children from me and you whipped me. Your eyes filled with excitement, as I suffered. You shot my son and your wife's true lover.
her hair is long her eyes green behind her smile suffering is seen her hands are shaky, for they have stood the test of time I am my mother's daughter and I am blessed to call her mine
There Is A Fight An Intense Battle Going On In My Mind There Is Saddness And Hate They Fuel My Depression There Is Love And Care They Fight To Keep Me Sane But The Problem Is
Mother of 5, not knowing if her day will rise. Rubbing her eyes, hoping to keep the day alive. Grabbing for her cup, to take a sip of the rush. Waiting for the warmth to enter my veins and reach right for my brain.
Like a flame in the wind, I've been flickering. But I promise I'll never burn out.
I’d like to tell you about – But I can’t. I shouldn’t go around telling people – It probably wouldn’t interest you anyway. I should probably just go, before I accidentally tell you –
Mother fails. Denies. Cries. Unused to failure, she is forced to admit He won’t apologize. It took me awhile to finalize The difference between “hypocrite” And “illness.” Mother cries.
The wood is cracked, The paint chipped, The gutters sprouting weeds. Leaks and watermarks make up the walls, Warped windowsills no one dares to heed. Down the stairs cement hits your feet
If I was on a deserted island, There is only one thing I truly need, Dr. Daniels, my beautiful mother She knows just what to say, to make my day My mother deserves beautiful flowers
I am your safety I am your food I am your comfort I am your peace I am your Mom I am tired I am hungry I am worried I am stressed I am concerned I am comparing
The clock ticks by Though the hands move slow I've counted the minutes When I'm feeling low The time may pass And your face might fade But my memory of you Will always remain
Because of you, I have a life. Because of you, I have a friend. Because of you, I have a guide. No matter what, No matter when. Because of you, I found a service.
It started when i was 5. The feelings. Now as a kid, a cute one at that, i knew i couldn't be choosing between one parent or the next its just that, my dad buys me the things i see on TV
I sat across from my mother At the dinner table tonight. And as all of the voices that surrouned us spoke, I looked at the string she had fashioned around her as a necklace. And it was so significant,
I'm sorry I'm sorry that I have ever cursed at you I'm sorry that I have made you cry I'm sorry for every black eye you gave me I'm sorry for every time I said "Please, Stop, No."
Mother Was Born By A 15 Year Old Mother, Who Grew Very Distant From My Father, My Mother Tried To Do Everything On Her Own,
your pale white skin peppered with maroon dots, their brown blue tones stand out against the alabaster flesh. a tangled mess of loose red curls pours over your shoulders,
My anger a tsunami rushed straight to you Love into hatred as I scream and cry up to the sky you tore away a piece of me as I begged you to let me go too
Thank you, Jehovah for giving me such a wonderful mother.Out of all of the women you could've given me for a mom, I'm glad that you didn't choose any other.You gave me such a terrific mother, she was so special and unique.
Consider the possibility that Mother Nature could verbally convey what needs be. Instructing us to split far from society Furthermore, to take our own way Directing us at all times
when i was born me n my brother i guess the whole family would swoon everyone would poke a prod but i think my mama went to the moon when i won my first spelling bee
Years fall behind with patience wasted And the young don’t see through the broken glass Only until the climax of guilt from being blind to it But we do accept the dwelling after the wasted years climax
Mom, for so long my heart was an etch a sketch And I kept it drowned in the depths of childhood memories Where your remindings from Aged scars and past improper lovings Would constantly change my mind and remind me
How to be best friends with your Ex boyfriends mother.
You hear everyone saying, "You know my name, not my story." Well my life is not the definition of glory. My mom was sick all my life, I wish she would be able to see me become a wife.
I hear a sound of little tiny feet although said foot is not yet setthese decisions I've yet to regret the clock tics forward unrelenting in speedthe people grow furious driven with need
Most beautiful queen of Earth, whose eyes reflect the joy in your womb, a million flowers you’re worth. Oh kind and gentle mother! give me one hug,
What made me? Me... simple me who cries at her anger.Who tears herself up at every single dissapointment.Dissapointing moments . . . was it those that made me?
She took care of me when I was sick. She told me to push harder when I wanted to quit. She feed me, bed me, and read to me when I was little. She would beat me when I did wrong and when I was sad, she would sing me a song.
Hey it's me, your son. You see Mom, Jesus. I'm sorry Mom. Oh God, I didn't mean to do this mom. I've got time for this last call, and it went straight to voicemail.
Dear mom, I am here to say I'm sorry. I am sorry I'm not the little girl you wanted me to be. I'm sorry that I'm hurting you. I'm sorry you have to deal with me. I'm sorry for not giving it my best.
Where do i stand All my life back when my mom was still alive she would always notice my brother and give him what he wants i was 8 he was 16 he was bound to college i'm still bound for nothing
I hold a drawing up to you, it was really quite sloppy, but the grin on my face was rather silly.
She said it wasn't easy but also that it couldn't be done. I felt like i didn't matter but in this familial war i've won. She said I was nothing But now i've proved her wrong.
The precious face Doused in make up and covered by black locks 36 years in the making Your internal wounds are not so easily hidden His words have never even made you smitten Oh what have you done?
I have a person who believes in me, she thinks i can do...
Written by me, but from my mother's perspective, before she passed away. Today you start school. All caught up, Green checks on every lesson. You don’t even have to set
When you feel like nobody have your back
The silent conversations muffled by the wall,
All I see are memories of your silohoutte I remember the day you left Like it was yesterday You said you couldn't resist her And Ma and I Couldn't overlook the fact that Everytime you came home
Sometimes you ask me why Why did I ruin it? That lovely skin that you never cared to mention Was lovely. You never cared to ask me why I felt like the tears felt like they were running down my soul
Let me tell you about the best year of the 20th Century, a year that was great.It was the year when my mom was born and that year was 1948.That was the greatest year of the 20th Century, that's how I feel.
When I was born in 1971, she was a great mother right from the start.Mom was a warm and caring person because she had a good heart.Her heart was as big as the East Coast.Her death really hurt me because we were so close.
Mom gave birth to me in 1971 and today I became forty-four.It's a shame that she can't celebrate my birthdays anymore.Forty-four years ago today, my mom brought me into the world, it was the first day of my life.
It was forty-four years ago today when I left your womb.Your death has brought about tears, despair and gloom.Usually pregnancies last nine months but you had a longer wait.
she brought me into this world, 19 and unsure. she is a queen among royals. now I am 19 and unsure, and if I had a child of my own i would be stuck in a much deeper hole than I am right now.
I know you love me, your love is true But you have a funny way of expressing it, And with that I haven’t figured out what to do.
Since May ninety-seven she's stood by my side, As she smiled and kissed and hugged me tight, And year following year she's been my guide;
If you hadn't died, today you would've become sixty-seven.But God called you home and you're with him in Heaven.Because of your bad infection, you had an aneurysm and couldn't be healed.
If you hadn't died, today you would've become sixty-six.Your death has proved that a broken heart isn't easy to fix.On the day of your death, I knew that I would loathe the year 2013.
If you hadn't died in March, you would've turned 65 today.Life hasn't been as good since you passed away.Everybody who knew you, knew that you were nice.But I took things for granted and now I'm paying the price.
Reptile; Cold scales abraze my once soft flesh, An egg that never hatched. Now basking under hell's sun is hell's son Parents tell me "do better, You don't want to go to hell...son."
even with all this time you've been on my mind mama some nights I fall asleep drenched in sweat from this vicious nightmare a daughters weep waking up with tears as I lay
getting tucked into bed kisses goodnight telling stories turning on nightlights being told "i love you" before they close the door care with the flu a broken house runaway dad
Such a starry night But cool Mom and dad are so tired They stare into a fire That they built Little boy and little girl They stare too
Everything is Awesome but My Mom Is Better I find it funny how this is based off of a kid’s movie You may find this poem funny and a little moving Now just like most my mother is awesome but she is better
I didn't believe. What happens when you die? Is there a heaven and hell or am I living a lie? I didn't believe. You see stuff on the news. You figure none of those things can possibly happen to you.
You were always number one, never number two.I'm your son and I was very fortunate to have you.You cared more about others than you did for yourself and that is rare.
My life would be so much better if you hadn't become sick and died.You were a wonderful person because love was what you supplied.My life would be so much better if you had gotten well.
When Mom died, life lost a lot of its luster.While she lived, everybody could trust her.Everybody could trust her because she was so good.She was wonderful, she helped everybody who she could.
Will you smile for me little one? Will you twirl around in that tutu I bought off Etsy? Will you sing your lullaby to me so loud it wakes the cat from her nap?
The sky lays low tonight like a blanket of a flag on a deceased man eagles fly no more and the world we once knew is covered by a blanket of dew But that dew isn't water
My mother and I walked around outside before her death. She smelled of industrial waste. But I tell myself she smelled like flowers, anyways. ---
the first time in my life i ever smelled a stick of incense was at my friend lindseyswe were in the fifth grade and she was my very very very best friendshe watched all the cools eighties movies
Mother gave birth to me. Father saw me be born. How can he not care That I am so torn? I wanted him here; In my life, But instead he took off With his new wife. He always makes promises,
The Beauty of Life The Beauty of
When I was a child And you were a child, A book was shared With epics compiled. I’ve declared my acceptance Yet, all the while, My fervid mind from adolescence
I remember the morning I was riding my tricycle
I used to watch the golden sunset with you and make sand castles. I used to play with your hair and make you laugh.
The inside of my mind, the design is so complicated. So intricate, and it seems that thoughts can be so crowding, and fear does this rerouting
So lightly you appear And my mind just can not compare Since everything is so different. How can it be this colorful? Still my sorrow lingers on too. My heart aches at the loss
I didn’t even want to write this poemI wasn’t sure what was the pointTo pour your heart into somethingWhen there’s always someone better out thereSomeone better at accurate alliteration
I had a dream last night, Too real to be ignored. It started out inside The mind's sequestered storm.
Being alive im cold I cant breath Life being taken from me as i lay asleep My mind wondering , whats happening to me Life isnt over? Than why do i feel dead Fighting a nightmare Looking for a dream
my heart has been through so much, i figured i wouldnt have to take another break...
Growing up your my main inspiration, I gave you hardship and lots of frustrations, But you’ve always been there when I needed some love, Arms spread open hugging me like a glove,
I smile post Then continue cutting What would mom say? post And finish my drink We pose post You beat in my temples Find inspiration P O S T
Momma First off I'm sorry for stuff I did, All the lying & back talking that I did as a kid You always came thru for me, Not one thing you wouldn't do for me I knew when I grew up not skrew up,
There is no such thing as too much laughter. There is no such thing as too many tears. There is no such thing as a life without reason. There is no such thing as living without fears. I have said there is no such thing for countless things.
Mom, you do not have OCD because you like clean sideboard.You are neat and I congratulate youbut you do not have OCD until your head is filled with a montage of shattering plates,bursting lightbulbs,smashing vases,
Raised voice over raised ears. your eyes glazed with apathy towards my tears. Is Brutus your muse? The stoic that caused such abuse. Passion over rationale. Down the drain goes my morale.
The feeling that you have when your families dislocated,and that special feeling of family, you wanted recreated.You want your parents to get back together,but when you ask your parents, they say that they'll never.
I am from colonial style homes, From Sunday morning church and Bible study Wednesdays. I am from the fall leaves on the driveway. (Various oranges, glowing, It tasted like apple spice pie.)
Kitty was your nick name Cooking was one of your fames Another was ceramics, needlework Hairdressing, any kind of craft You were great and could adapt You were an artist at what you could do
Everyday you tell me
A cry echos as a childs first breath is taken in this world the joy in his mother the pride in his father
Mom, You're awesome. I don't know what else to say because, and I mean this, you are a beautiful, kickin', loving, caring awesome lady. Thanks. -The kid that loves you to bits.
How heavy was I for 9 months? Was I a bothersome lodger? Did I ruin your sleeping pattern? Through my kicks and summersaults? As a toddler I ran around You chase and caught me with tickles
imagine waking up and getting out of bed, you figured that the suicide dream you had felt all to real. You go find your mom, she's fixing breakfast you try talking to her but you realize she's ignoring you
"Say, you're Michelle's girl?" is what I hear every day That's my place in the world, and I kinda like it that way. But sometimes, You just want to break free. Just get rid of the rhymes,
She was our mother,
Waves of blue I always see The scene is cold and lonely here Why can't you see the good in me I cry out to you in sweet misery You never listen, you just see right through
I have loved you before i knew, what love was , you have loved me in ways no one else does forever my life will be devoted to you because without you , my world is so blue
I'm happier than a bird singing a song. It's all because of you, mom. You bring me from my darkest moments and make me happier than a bird singing a song. My only wish is for you to continue being the same.
A year and a half ago, Mom went to be with the Lord.She entered the Pearly Gates, Heaven is her reward.She was born in 1948 and died sixty-four and a half years later.
Life will knock you down. What lifts you up? Maybe it’s the way His eyes sparkle against the sunset.
Was walking down the hall It was just the other day Caught a whiff of something there What it was, I couldn’t say But when I held my breath in And didn’t take another
The silence creeps through the
You are the sun when it is dark You are the tree I lean on, You are the one that makes my troubles gone You are the one who taught me: How to fight, for what is right.
Words wash over everything. Any armor you pretend to have falls into a useless state. Water seeps into any chinks, crevices, cracks. You yell, hoping it will stop the flood; hope it'll plug the holes
except that isn't all there is now is it? you hear me don't you mom? but what matters is not the hearing but the listening
I hide because I'm scared of meof how weak I might actually beI'm not so pure, and fair of skinbut I act like that's who I've beenas a child I was raised "white"Even though my skin isn't light
A person of courage Could be a firefighter, a doctor... Someone who upholds justice. But I found a person of courage in someone else. Someone.. A bit more.. Different.
I speak on fear, depression, and realization. Success to me only comes when all three of these things plays together as one. The battle is all within yourself and will always be.
You were a great mom You always did a good job You took care of me and my life And you were always a great friend When times had changed I became the mom I began taking care of you
Move. Get out of my sight. The world does not revolve
Believe me when I say that mothers know best, now I'm homeless and pregnant with very little rest. She yelled "Stay in school. He's nothing but trouble", but I was inside my love-filled bubble.
We've seen it all. The best and the worst. We are the kids of a split family. We watch as parents batter their character. Gossiping about each other. Confusion waves through the child's brain?
Your wisdom guides me Your strength anchors me Your love supports me To be all I can be
Her touch like rain drops falling gently on the lawn Her beauty like the sun rising at dawn Her comfort and care like a bird watching her nest My mother makes sure to give us only the best
You said you would be here You crossed your heart You said you loved me but we’re tearing apart I’m happy you found someone who will hold you at night;
When I recite poetry, I take my glasses off Not because the glare of the lights Or the nerves climbing my spine like children on a playground No, as I walk onto the stage, each step a mountain,
While growing up, during my toddler years, mom saw so many emotions through her rearview mirror. We spent so many days in the car going from place to place.
I'm sorry I broke your heartsI'm sorry I disappointed youI'm sorry you were ashamed of meI'm sorry I left you.
Sometimes it occurs to me That everything I struggle with Is because of you You will never wear a welcome mat As well as the porch steps And now I struggle To answer my front door
Trembling, he sits and waits for the news. Something terrible happened. His mother had called him in the middle Of a chemistry test, His favorite class. “Tyler,” she had said “I need you, come home.”
Yes mother I have a stomach Yes mother I know that when I wear tight dresses that stomach shows But no mother I will not go change I will not return the dress
I fear what i don't say, It builds up and I can take it to a point. The pain of words is like knives into my very being. I feel like I'm going to Implode, you speak down to me like a child and expect the best from me.
Its 11:55 right now and i began to think to myself why? Why me? Why now? I work blood sweat an tears and do not know the reason why? Why does she lie? Why now? My hands get weak when i think of this situation,
I'm thankful for you mom You always say you love me You always make me calm And wipe my tears so I can see
At the time she believed no one cared
She is...More precious than the jewels that surround her King, the Queen is flawless her love is deeper than the bluest ocean the greenest forest...
Im only 19, its YOU that I need.
Everyone thinks they know me but no one knows Everyone thinks they get me but they don’t I’m alone I’m lost I’m confused My insides burn to know just to know Will I ever know?
My mom is my everything.She knows what’s going on,Without telling her anything.She can pinpoint what’s wrong.
This poem is dedicated to my Mother, the strongest woman I know.
I never said it. I never say it. But it was a silent prayer in the air today as I watched her. The skin just below her knees torn open and scabbing. Her face, bruising.
You're supposed to care about me like you say that you do
She carried me within her for nine long months
What makes a daughter form a good mother? It is the mothering she reprieved from past generations on up. Many lessons will be learned, and blessings bestowed on none other.
My love for you is forever It's like the Universe,
Younger, she was there In the day, the night, all in between Her hands helping you up when you fell
Being smacked down Before being allowed to get back up again Taught me something very valuable about love: it isn’t always a cliché
“They will always be small.”
This is for the mother
Mom, oh mom, Your just the bomb. Your fun when you want to be, And dont act like a asour pea. You provide for me, and shelter me, Even if you have to pee! Your corny and funny,
Deep breathes, tie the sock harder around your bicep Tears running down my frozen face Lips red and big, bottom lip quivering She stabs me with this cold needle
what makes me tick is what is makes my mom sweat Everytime I see her come home at 1 a.m., I know that I need to do something so she doesn't have to work into her golden years
A lifetime a gun filled with pain, aimed at my heart my lifetime began when yours ended, lifetime of pain, lifetime of wickedness lifetime of lies and mischief,
Taking time to reflect, I'm grateful for what I've got
I could probably make you a card Or just give away your age I should probably scream it to the world But I forgot, that’ll be me one day
Mom is white. Dad is black. So what does that make me? Mixed? Right.
First, you lost your mind and I tried to help you but you were already gone. Next, you lost your voice there was nothing to do but watch you.
Numb Her back is enflamed
Some people do not have one,Some wish that they did not.But if I did not have mine,I wouldn't be standing in this spot.
Her face lights up. She reaches down to touch the face of the small bundle. To think, that she had a part in creating this. She smiles. Gently, she wipes a tear from her eye.
Have you not witnessed the change in your son? I am no longer the child I was. Remember when I did try for each one,
I love you so muc
Whence dost kindness of the absolute highest degree, shower those with no empathetic quality What cometh from cursing at the universe, for it dost naught but provide: light, air and nourishment
As I approach her with wide eyes and shaking arms, She comforts me, enveloping me in a soft blanket of words, Each word transcending space and time, Teaching me lessons that forever change me,
She deserves all the world has to offer. How dare I not give back to the woman that gave me life. No matter the situation she was there for me.
What a deception I see,
Hi mister how did you enter my room my room says girls only at the door so thats why he goes through the window how was your day his cold breath asks . my day was beautiful it snowed ,
I blame you I blame you for the whiskey not burning more I blame you for the weed not making me forget And for the cuts not bleeding enough I blame you for the good days and the bad days
Mom is amazing Mom is everything to me I love her to death
“Stir yourself! Awake! Arise! Blissful slumbers, fall away! Cast old Nocturne from your eyes, ‘Tis the brink of glorious Day!” This is what my Mother speaks,
Hold your children. If you are going to be shitty at least be consistent. The truth is important (but sometime you need to wait until someone asks).
There is nothing sadder-- not even the loss of a cherished item, not even the mewing of an abandoned kitten,
The Most Beautiful Day of My Life.
Stomp stomp slam Screaming and yelling Why do you put up with this? Hes mad at you because he spent your money Foods on me Rents on me Two hours later hes perfect Could never do anything wrong
Missing her day by day, Only wanting her to hug me again. Though it's been almost 5 years,
Dear Mom, Hi. Wow. This is Hard.
Stretching your own skin. Laying on your side. Turning pages on an ebook. Reading about the baby. Reading your way into motherhood. Passing by the years go by. Wondering where innocence has gone.
The two magenta lines do not lie: one look to scan the color, another glance to determine its meaning. Arm shaking in fear and eyes jangling in the sockets, searching for the unnamed.
If I asked you if you loved mewould you mean every word you spoke.If I asked you if you thought of me- your distant child-would I find that special momentwhen you thought of me so dearly.
Someone I admire Would be my mother With her dark brown hair She is never without a care Her eyes so hazel and bright She is my shining light She’s always around To help me when I’m down
I watched you drink. Flood your life's regrets away with alcohol as if when you wake up in the morning, you wouldn't be able to remember them all. I watched you cry. Long, helpless nights, as if your eyes have cried so many rivers before.
Thank you... For standing by me through thick and thin For not giving up on me when I didn't win For your patience when I kept pushing you away For caring when I said I didn't need you anyway
Riding for miles, Your perfect smiles, Silent conversations, Innocent flirtations, The hot, sunny days, They passed me in a daze, Mindless texts, Not knowing what comes next,
Sometimes we disagree, But that’s okay. To be perfectly honest, I wouldn’t have it any other way. You’re always there, You’ve helped me grow, And you always know what to say,
My friends call me mom. Jokingly, not in bad content. I keep my friends out of trouble: "go to work instead of going to that party", "Have you done your homework yet?"
mother, mommy, mom, mama so many different nameseach unique special dreadful lovingher kids look up to herbut they face her terrible wrathall the time they endure
More than a mentor and protector Out for your future happiness Maybe just a little bit crazy Mom, Mama, Mother, Mommy, These are the titles Given to the most noble women On earth
It was more than a sacrifice Do not really know what it was But when my mom first held me in her arms It felt like the world was no longer dangerous I had the world at my feet.
Though from you I was not born Very little do you scorn Though normally well deserved I need not be reassured Off your unconditional love, So that when push comes to shove You will never leave my heart
sincerely, mom You're one in a million and a complete secret Through me, you are their life Bringing me peace and love, I know fate exists I'm carried through knowing you're out there
Why must happiness be so hard but grief and hatred so great? Why must we learn or except our fate I feel like crying, I feel like dyeing
This unspeakable thoughts Diligence anger Are these anomalies? I feel listless towards this unknown feelings
For many people life is to have a past, and future. For me, life is the moment, the present.Life is not a game to play with, nor a simple tenet.
Once a girl with curly brown hair showed her mom her very first poem she tapped her head and told her it was great and hung it on the fridge for all to see That same girl 10 years later
My mom is an amazing person. In spite of her difficult childhood and many obstacles she persevered to achieve her goal of being a teacher. She is hard working, strong, and she volunteers to help the community. She is currently pursuing her mast
She Thought She Could Learn Calculus in Twenty Minutes Without Knowing X
When I was small I couldnt have hated u more for leaveing. When I met u again, years later, I wished that I wouldnt have to face you. I am almost 20 and the years have past and my time with u was short.
You're not good enough, That's what mommy always said, Whenever I got a B instead of an A, That is, after screaming at me for being such a failure. She said this when my first boyfriend broke up with me,
An image by Ima Ríos I have an image on my mind. A memory. A memento. A picture that is yours. Yours and mine. Its about you, me and our love.
Back twitch Her head flinched oh what can it be My mom who used to be so strong who can’t take care of me Hair matted no make-up on
Her eyes are brown, dimmed with misuse -bloodshot, another sign of the abuse.A small light ignites as she hands me an old journal;pride of the past dubs her almost maternal.
If i could erase from this world everything that reminded me of you, God would have to take everything back and start from scratch. For the mark you left on my life is so immense, so intricate...
Peace I thought I found on solid ground, yet in my heart I am not sound. My name entails and tells a tale Of a sorrowful one, journey without fail. Deidre - she spoke, upon my birth
Her eyes show unconditional love, she's assertive but she gives great hugs. She's short, but she can still reach the stove. She's an excellent cook. She buys us things, like books.
i want to look into Your eyes and not wonder what horrible things you’re thinking about me i want to not have to worry that Your smile is one of obscurity i want to be able to be me
dusk reigns nowyour back turnedagainst the setting lightand the sun,the exhausted sunfilters through every strandof your fading hair
MOM, So many wonderful words describe you, And they all are full of love, So here is a poem to celebrate you, With some help from above,
Mama, I know when You look into my eyesYou see him.When my hand reached Over to hold yoursI knew why you never held them tight.My hands were aLittle replica of his.When my little hands
Keep pushing me away That's what you do best Hurt the ones you love And forget about the rest
Dearly Beloved You don’t know what you got until it’s gone Something you used to say all the time It’s funny, but a little sad, how true that really is
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Peek a boo! I laughed so hard I could barely breathe Peek a boo, I don’t know why it’s so funny but I can’t help but laugh
What is a thousand dollars if I can't kiss the scars off my mother's feet replenish the color of her sunken cheeks stuff her stomach when she refuses to eat subtract years from her age
She'll never see me walk down the aisle, She'll never see me have a child. She'll never see me cry, She'll never get the chance to sya goodbye. She'll never feel my hurt, She'll never see my sister marry.....
She made me cry. She left a scar. She hurt me every way possible. She didn't mean to. She didn't mean not to. She still did.
I was to young to deal. Started not to feel. Never took the time to heal. Somehow it didn't feel real. I was to young to see. Thought it was apart of being me.
Mom didn't know about Giants and Raiders, Thought they were fairy tale invaders. She never saw a football game, knew nothing of Dallas Cowboy fame. A TV set quickly changed her life, introduced her to football strife. "Them Cowboys" was now "he
One day I found Poetry needed no rhymes So unlike, when the piano clunked, when my sobs sogged keys, when my fingers clumsily blundered, The keys I was taught to play Displeasing Mother’s ears
I see your tears everyday and just want to hold you tight,I hear you when you cry in your pillow every single night,I watch you go to work and whisper I love you in your ear,
I was born of poetry The daughter of Metaphor and Simile God fashioned Each valve, each vein, each artery as a string in my fabric--poetic artistry. Weaving through my body leading to my heart
You shed a tear and she is there, Holding you in her arms, against her warm body. She is the loudest one to clap in the crowd as you perform. And the one who supports you through tough times.
Like a best friend, Poetry is there. It is always open, And it is always fair. Like a mother, Poetry is there. It will always accept you, No matter what you dare.
The Jocelynn Effect What is life but a journey, A journey that can teach much. Who knows where it will take you, Far away, or close to home.
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Imagine losing your voice, To most it doesnt seem like a big deal, But it effects my life in every choice, Down to where I get my meal. The track star that loses their leg,
the family sat around a table filling every chair every chair but one there was one empty chair he sat by the phone wanting to talk but the phone didn't ring it wouldn't ring
You did so much for me; I don't know where to start I'm glad you are my mom, I love you a lot You mean so much to me I don't know what to say But I know I'll tell you this everyday
(poems go here) I feel it... Kick Kick kick Inside of me Your apart of me Sweet child of mine, please forgive Forgive me for having to bring you into this world For only having love to give you
If only you knew the way I feel inside. If only you knew all the nights that I’ve cried. I still remember the morning Liz cried and you held her, you ignored my cries, yet comforted a total stranger…
A poem for mother’s around the world, who spread their love, and wisdom as priceless as pearls. They cook, they clean, when we’re not there. Who knows Superwoman, bat woman, Wonder woman combined. A mother has to be super in all to have the time.
You've always been there through good and bad When I'm happy, sad, or even mad Even when I feel like things won't get better You're always there to hold me together
My Mother seems so far away from me, On that beautiful white shore across the sea. Yet I remember love’s soft glow upon her face, And the feel of her touch and tender embrace.
I was born with ash-filled lungs, and Mama kept some cigs in her panties. She made me a plain dress once— said it matched my face. I never could understand, why every whisper in town waft her name.
As I kicked the tiny, gray pebble in the street, walking home from the park, all I could think about was the fact that I needed to get home right away.
Never forget who you are Thats what my mother told me That advice took me far Unfortunately that couldn't be.
mm this is sweet, amazing to eat and a total treat! I wonder what it could be? its yellow but its not my pee. Its long and hard this is tricky, but its got a peel wippi! can it be an eel? no.. definetaly not steel..
Carved cheekbones rise below sunken eyes and pain. Leather skin pale enough for veins to run like lines on a map, lead to a swollen neck wounded by a scar like the Congo weaving into a descent.
Mother may I take a piece of your heart And carry it with me as I stumble through life? And Mother I’m sorry to have to say, When did that pretty smile fade?
The past was unbearable Had you by my side to make life a little bit easier to live Held my hand to help me cross the street Taught me to walk My first words were mommy So what now?
Dear Mom, I know it hasn't been easy, but it has been fun Of all people, I've definately given you quite the run You have been there everyday, and I do not have enough words to say I love you so very very much
I bet you don’t know the man he has become With all the lies spreading form his lungs What was branches are now roots We are but rotting fruits
She is as fluent as a gust in winds, She smells of roses with petals of red, She is definite with ev’ry rescind, She loves with a wide and extended tread.
Mind in pieces; never in peace She can only breathe Silence is a virtue Since inside her mind There are screams Avalanches fall like dominoes She is the only one who knows
The door slams and my heart hurts The inexplicable feeling of dread that permeates through my body as I hear another door shut The sound is a trigger; the sound sends me back into countless times before
I'm running. Flying. Heart beating, feet pounding. Not from something, but to. It holds its arms to catch me, and I run into them. The warmth of the embrace frees me. The love in that smile feeds me.
The shadow that covered me
Dear Mom Remember that you love me And please don't try to change me But I have something to say That may shift How you see
Mother once told me That everything was ok That there was another day For me to believe And feel relieved But nothing was ok.
I don’t go to church anymore, there’s no sleep for the restless. I spend my days with a crooked wishbone, the meat still sticking to it, and our shed smells like the gasoline that burned out of me years ago.
when i was little you did your best 2 shelter me it was a blessing & a curse later on the real world had to street better me you were always there for me the times that i grew
I bet you don't even notice That your criticisms really hurt Please try to screen The awful things that you blurt.
Mama I want to thank you for bringing me in this world Even though you wanted a girl I'm still your little snookums But Im about to go to college and i'm going to make you proud
A congratulations Long over due But you're disapproving. I never saw this coming, And then it hit me.
I was eating my pancakes Aunt Jemima’s Buttermilk and Liquid Maple Sugar
Somehow your eyes of apathy never see. How can you stand on the outskirts of this agony And point, laughing, at the bleeding- Shining bright and smelling of pain before your face? How can you forget that I’m here when
There is not a day that goes by When I don’t remember that this is for my mom Going to class For my mom Studying . . . For my mom Because there is no doubt that she wouldn’t do it for me
I miss you The you who cared The you who was kind to us I miss the past
You are the paparazzi before dances You are the artist behind my work You are my personal shopper You are my chef and my chauffer
Click clack. Click clack. Click clack. As I am running down the hall, Splat! My mom’s red high heels have failed me again. They are just too big for my little feet. Maybe when I am older my mom says. I don’t want to wait.
You are always there when I need a hand You always care and under stand, When I feel no else understands you do. You are right beside me Even when I try to push you away, To show you that I can stand on my own.
It is because of you That I am lost it is because of you that I Have been found It is the fire that you Gave to me That heats my hot air Balloon I am floating in midair
I am always there for my friends, But is anyone there for me? No, Can I go out on weekends? Yes, But I will be alone, Or with my love, But that is not so bad, Do my friends even think of me?
Dearest mother of mine, The way you look is divine. A mother like you only comes once in a life time, But sometimes you’re sour like a piece of lime. Being with you is never a waste of time,
There are millions of fish in the sea, But God chose you just for me. I wrote this poem to let you know, That without you I could not grow.
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No one had strength or courage. Walking on in the oven like desert. Living with fear frighten by the thought of getting caught. I have just one question to ask. Was it worth the sacrifice?