#family poems

[colourswatches]

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i wish i remembered the last time

my mother cuddled me at night;

the days i’d crawl into her side,

the only safety the world allowed me. 

then one day, her outstretched arms

fenced me off from her warmth. 

little had i known just how much

i had grown in a single afternoon. 

i wonder how i would’ve turned out

expecting her distance much sooner,

before i was ready to ask for space. 

maybe now i would open my arms for her

with a lighter heart on my wrists

but they lay lamely beside me

weighed down by these tattered robes

reducing me to a panhandler

begging for an honest reminder

that i, too, could be comforted

-t. einad

[aishasarchive]

will you be mine

before the trees start to become bare

their naked branches all brown and old

waiting for their new leaves to come in.

i shed my skin every year

in hopes you’ll like the new season

instead you wish for the trees to

be green again,

did the dark mornings scare

you away?

[macieles]

how kind of my mother to pass on to me all of her birthmarks: the one on her right hip, the other inside her right thigh. the shape of her smile, the depth of her sadness. the lack of self worth enough to last us generations. the love for the women who came before and whoever comes next; who bear the same mark on their right hip and the spot inside their right thigh. the same downward tilt of the lips  and the awarness of their own faults that verges on false fabrications of the mind. i long for my mother's peace. i wish that by passing them down she could be rid of them. i'd bear the entire burden on my own if it meant she got to exhale for the first time in her life.

e.m. inheritance.

[brehem96]

I would have given anything for you to love me

Love me, like you love them.

You left me waiting by windows.

Waiting for you to show

You never did…

They never had to question if your love was real

But I question it everyday

You never show it, no not to me

You can’t even hold a promise

So how am I to trust you…

What do you do

When the one who was meant to protect you

Ends up being the one to hurt you

Do you just pretend to be fine?

Even if deep down it’s breaking you…

You’d be happier if I didn’t exist

I know it deep in my heart

You probably wish I was never born

I’m just a ghost of your past who haunts you

Sorry I couldn’t be enough for you…

[pinkvan1lla]

One favored by fate

“Clouds wept in elation at the announcement that yet another angel was to be constructed. Ivory lilies bloomed at the concept of her cleansing the dirt with her presence, stretching towards the sun to steal a glance at her pulchritude, freshly brewed from the skies.

As her body leaped between that of dream and reality, fate wrapped their loving arms around her, sculpting her features with great tenderness, cradling her as if she was to fall right through the clouds.

While a comforting giggle escaped her lips, the beautiful child was born at last. Trees gossiped at her elegance, her back carrying a pair of delicate wings. Suitable for a child of her winsomeness, yet, invisible to the ignorant eye.

However- you, you were created at random. Your eyes, nose, shape of your lips, were all assembled and stitched together as one magnificently chaotic art project. You were born as a shadow, a trail to flaunt her clarity. The night sky in favor of her moon.

Nevertheless, as the fates dropped their dice with rolling eyes, you managed a radiance on par with the very angel who was destined to excel you in all manner of ways.” - Sophia 5/2/2023

[golden-letters]

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

[sandboxworld]

Poetry Is Not a Luxury: Poems for All Seasons

From the creator of the beloved @PoetryIsNotaLuxury Instagram account,a gorgeously wrought poetry anthology that is a gift and a guide for readers through every season of life. Inspired by the iconic words of writer and philosopher Audre Lorde, who famously stated “Poetry is not a luxury,” this carefully curated poetry anthology serves as a testament to the enduring power of poetry. It…

[clarabelleblog]

Beyond Beautiful

This verse is especially for you… A heart so kindWarm and givingFull of lifeHappy livingA smiling danceTwinkle in the skyMagical energyFlying highSweet caring soulHelping allUplifting othersAfter a fallBeyond beautifulLight and spaceOne of a kindHeavenly graceShining starIn all your gloryBeing the dreamEternal story~Clarabelle Stay you. Stay beautiful. Stay true. I love you for…

[aishasarchive]

we have fought. you have pulled my hair.

“can you please play a game with me”.

i can still remember holding you in my arms.

your favourite cartoon playing in the background,

but only quietly so your little body can sleep a little longer.

i will make you a cup of tea, side by side by mine

till the day i die.

[hopelessvalentines]

your father is always mad and the music is always loud

[mapleicedlatte]

three mugs

Ours

Hers, yours & mine

Hers, decaf & extra honey

Yours, one bag & one sugar

Mine, double strength & sweeter

I pour the kettle

A little gray cat paws my shoulder

Tea & honey & sugar & ours

Ours & us

Our mugs

Our little gray cat

Three mugs

[crimsonclawedchronicles]

Cheap perfume

and toothless smile

Childish dreams

and broken spine

Daddy’s home

Until he’s not

take a lesson

drink more wine

he’s not selfish

he is kind

he was sad

now he’s done

loosen kidneys

lose the kid

feed the girl

get one more drink

he was gone

all night and day

take a lesson

please behave

take a picture

made in vain

he’s not shallow

he’s not deep

not to show

not to show off

take the money

put it in the bag

go to sleep

never come back

Daddy’s house

is big and large

Family’s not

the only child

dead to me

dead to him

take a lesson

remember him

put the name

write it in stone

he was here

and now he’s gone

[greenpoems]

I Wonder If I'm Like My Dad

I wonder if I'm like my dad

He was tall with dark skin, dark eyes and dark hair

I am average height

With brown skin, brown eyes and green hair

He has 3 siblings

I have 1

He loved my mum

He loved his family

I hate my mum

I hate my family

He died young

I wonder if I'm like my dad

[idontreallyhavealife-99]

Scares shared

From your very first breath

Your mother had already pushed you away

Sworn and defeated

From your very first breath

Your father did not know you

And he will not now

From your first moments

Ripped away from the ones meant to heal

And placed with others to the same fate

Your mother pushes you away

Your father does not know you

She will never hold you

He will never know you

The greatest hate a mothers love

The greatest tragedy being your father in flesh

You are not different than their scars

And they cannot hold you

They will not love you

For you are them

And that scares them

[hrokkall]

"Sad Cat Poem" by Spencer Madsen

[mist-of-flowers]

original poem : & i am your daughter

inspired by @two-bees-poetry !

first time so it’s not my favorite （ ´_⊃｀）