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Details | Personification |

Birth of a Poet

The animals know better than us. The rain has never poured so loudly in a key so soft.
To the front, the sailing of city buses and mini vans cruising across in this weather makes the water underneath their tires sound like the street is crying out for 5 more minutes of sleep. Up above, the trees are protecting a nest of baby blue jays before they get washed away by the silence of their mother not being there. But with sky blue young spirits, and small empty stomachs, they keep hope alive in the fact that even children know storms and struggles don’t last forever.
Below the trees, nature has found a name to call it’s own. From the hole dug by the little boy next door, a family of three foxes have named human nature sanctuary, and burrowed their problems into the sediment to rest for a while.
To the side of the hole, a flock of ducks are swimming in the water with eyes open wide enough to where you can see their loyalty to love one another rushes wild.
To the right of the pond, caged up in a man made blanket, and lost in his own mind, is the boy. From what he remembers, last night was like a train accident; A head on collision of two people he could’ve sworn he saw holding hands just the other day. He hears the sound of plates shattering in C-minor, and the chorus of words that his parents screamed in F-sharp, so he imprisoned himself in his own bed sheets, accompanied by the courageous corduroy bear who he swears keeps hearing whisper “everything will be okay.”
It’s raining outside, and the crescendos of screams have been silenced by it’s peaceful security.
The boy, sleeps soundly now. The rain has protected his ears, and guarded his heart from being washed away by all of his nightmares.
He doesn’t care whether he wakes up. The baby blue jay, the resourceful fox and the brave little duck are all he wants to keep dreaming about.
Maybe he’ll run away into the rain? Or maybe into the arms if his mother?, whom he prays he can still recognize. To the left of his bed, he picked up the blank page of his coloring book and a crayon, and became a life long poet in that moment that morning. Taking a deep breath in, and giving a soft breath out, his first sentence was
“The animals know better than us.”


Details | Lyric |

Roses & Thorns

im all alone and thats the way it should be
because no one was good enough to try and tame me
so sit back and relax and enjoy the fall
the truth really hurts you never loved me at all

you say you love me 
but i saw past your lies
and let me tell you somethin' baby 
i'm not fallin' for you this time

roses around my hand 
and thorns around my feet
who would have known 
you were wrapped around me

but you tore me to shreds 
and i thank God for that
because if you never hurt me 
i wouldnt ever get you back 

so here i go without you
somewhere you can never reach me
and you can rest assure
im not takin' you with me

to this happi place
that makes me numb
where revenge will get you
its so good to be home

because the roses left me bleedin'
maybe that was a sign
that you would turn on me
and walk straight out of my life

you say you love me 
but i saw past your lies
and let me tell you somethin' baby 
i'm not fallin' for you this time

there's no ring around my finger
and thats ok
because im unobtainable
and thats the way it should be


Details | Rhyme |

When Love Hurts

When love hurts, God heals
When love hurts, God feels
Your pain too as you do now
Pray and He'll show you how
When love so hurts, how to deal
The deep pain is oh so very real
God'll cry too for your tears and
It's true about footprints in sand
Reach out and He holds your hand
In kind your mind will feel His love
Hurting'll subside from God's glove 
I know of true hurting, how it feels
Accepting a hand of cards He deals
Painful nights crying, I've had many
But God's blessings, I've had plenty
That I will have better days ahead, I
Know and no longer have need to cry
When life itself hurt I questioned why
But I survived and my faith didn't die
For yesteryear's hurts, it will subside
The tears still come once in a while
But the love memories, I can smile
For God's so in His glorious Kingdom
For Kingdom come, thy will be done
And done will the pain be, away it'll
Go, like wood off a creative whittle
Beautiful to see, as days coming be
God cures all hurt, just wait and see
My mother, dad, brother, baby too
And for me, cried like baby boo hoo
But I wiped away the tears and have
Been blessed like a cow and her calf
Help do words of praying and writing
More than once, had vision - sighting
Not just in dreams, but for really real
I was in such pain, it was just surreal
Once it was Mother/Son, Mary/Jesus?
Through Him I pray for me, bejezzus


Details | Lyric |

Keep Me Awake At Night

i never thought i would say
these words are so true
but the fact still remains
i'm so in love with you

i keep thinking about 
when my world is nothing
you take away the grey
with all the things you say
and baby my heart will stay the same
i promise, ohh yeah 
you keep me awake at night

so as long as it keeps pounding
your words will keep on reminding
me of your love, while they keep on lying 
and i know no matter what they say
i'll be yours forever and ever 
as long as you want me too

i never thought i would say
these words are so true
but the fact still remains
im so in love with you

i keep thinking about 
when my world is nothing
you take away the grey
with all the things you say
and baby my heart will stay the same
i promise, ohh yeah
you keep me awake at night

boys and girls sometimes 
say things that are so fake
but baby when you speak
your words i'll never throw away

so let's kiss
just one last time
before you leave
i want your lips on mine
and i'll always remember
ohhh,  hell yeah
you keep me awake at night

i never thought i would say
these words are so true
but the fact still remains
im so in love with you

i keep thinking about 
when my world is nothing
you take away the grey
with all the things you say
and baby my heart will stay the same
i promise, ohh hell yeah
you keep me awake at night


Details | Rhyme |

Beagle Ears or a Baby's Bottom

What do you think of, when you hear the word SOFT?
Is it gossamer spider webs, lining an old barn's loft?

Could it be the fluff, from the dandelion seed?
Or the down from a bird, whose been recently freed?

Would you describe SOFT, in musical terms?
Like Pachelbel's Canon in D, or the songs of terns?

Is it possible to picture SOFT, as a pastel scene?
Or maybe the vagueness, of a old fading dream.

Might the caress of an eyelash, on the tip of your nose,
Rival the feel and subtle smell, of an opening rose?

SOFT could be a gentle breeze, in late afternoon.
Or the muted chortle, of a parenting loon.

Then there's the softness, of an old man's earlobe.
And Cumulus clouds, that circle our globe.

But I'll argue all day, or until my words are forgotten,
Nothing's as SOFT as Beagle Ears-- or a Baby's Bottom.


Details | Free verse |

An old motto renewed

woke up this morning
to an epiphany
of how your world works
be the best you can be
the best human 3 coil double flusher you can be
at first i was upset
in denial
that i too could live up to such high standards
how could i ever compete with such human waste
when they practice being a walking talking waste of skin everyday
acting it out
singing it
and making more money just by practicing an old motto renewed

Thats the only power you have over me
to be or not to be
a huge clog in the toilet we know as life
and i could practice it
all day and all night
no point in dancing around it in denial
but that might make me worth something
if i could pull off the feat of unequal measure
and finding someone to label what they really are
and laugh at the fact that they are oblivious to how your world works

Practicing being a total waste of skin
and then blame it on someone else
and hang their dead baby off my neck
but nope i'm better than that
i can be the best 3 coiler double flusher i can be
without any practice
just human nature at this point

Act 1 scene 2
making one person living a lie
look like a good person
as the rest of the play is all about everybody competes for the reward of being a clog in the 
toilet we call life
Song and dance
still the same glory
and yet soo many of you basking in your power
of who is or isnt in denial of how your world works
practice makes perfect i guess
no point in trying to change anything
just go dangle someone elses dead baby off your neck

an old motto renewed
be the best double flusher i can be
live it, sing it, paractice it to one day show the world their brand new lie
and next lesson of how to be succesfull at something
that will only come naturaly
why not?


Details | Light Poetry |

' Flashlight-Battery, Baby ... ' (or Shine On Jared Pickett)

The Girls Have All Agreed
On Some Things, All Women Need:
A Supply Source For Our Vanity
… and The Eveready-Flashlight-Battery …

Going Down A ‘Random’ Road
In The Deep of Night, When Life Has Slowed
Down … or Car Comes To A Stop
We Need An Energizer or Copper-Top …

In The Deep of Night, Trying To See
And Feel Safe, Thru Our Ambiguity
When We Need More Than Flicker-Flattery
… Give Us A Flashlight Battery …

… Your Flashlight Smile
Your Flashlight Style
Your Flashlight Confidence
Your Flashlight Manliness

Your Flashlight Ego
Is A Flashlight Hero
… and The Flashlight Form, Most With It
Is The Flashlight, Jared Pickett …

… Incorrigible, Adorable, Really More Than Capable
Hot, Poetry-Soup Staple And Palpable
With Appetites, Insatiable
Your Poetry is Quite Potent-Pleasurable

So, Flash On, Big Screen Valentino !
Lead On, With Lines of A Lothario
Casanova, Would Be Your Acolyte
( ‘Cause Even A Lady Needs A Flashlight )

Flash On, In Sensual-Satisfactory !
Give A Taste of Testosterone-Trajectory
No Girl Can Stand Before A Man, In All His Glory
This Is Factory-Tag… and It’s Man-datory


If Dura-Cell, I Got A Place For You
So, You Can  Keep Doing, What Cha’ Do
And Power-Up, Like You’ve Alluded
‘Cause This Doll, Needs Batteries Included …

And Pour Me A Real-Strong Daiquiri
Put On Favorite CD, Slow-Dance, Track For Me
And Come Here, You Copper-Top-Skinned Honey
And Beat That Drum … You Energizer-Bunny


To:     Jared Pickett … The Flashlight
         and The Romeo Of Poet-Writes
This One’s An Original – Just For You Kiddo …

                 Your Poet-Pal,
                       The MoonBee


Details | Rhyme |

Make It Your Own

Sometimes I take material that is not a poem and then I rewrite it and make it my own. Below is a FWD that I once reveived. What follows after is how I turned it to poetry. *
Due to a power outage, only one paramedic responded to the call. The house was very dark so the paramedic asked Kathleen, a 3-yr old girl to hold a flashlight high over her mommy so he could see while he helped deliver the baby. Very diligently, Kathleen did as she was asked. Heidi pushed and pushed and after a little while, Connor was born. The paramedic lifted him by his little feet and spanked him on his bottom. Connor began to cry. The paramedic then thanked Kathleen for her help and asked the wide-eyed 3-yr old what she thought about what she had just witnessed. Kathleen quickly responded, 'He shouldn't have crawled in there in the first place.......spank his butt again!"
* The emergency call reached the paramedic. A baby was about to be born. He could hardly see through his windshield, as he battled the raging storm. A 3 year old girl greeted him at the doorway allowing him to enter her home. She took him by the hand and said, "This way doctor man," and then led him to her Mommy's room. It was a very dark night, so he asked the child to hold his flashlight so he could assist the baby from leaving its mother's womb. He held the baby by its legs and spanked its little bottom. The baby cried and a new life was born. With great concern the paramedic asked the young child, "How do you feel about what you just saw?" "He should have never crawled up there in the first place," she said, "You should spank him again once more."


Details | I do not know? |

Memories

WHY STARE ME IN THE FACE?
WITH THE THOUGHT OF MEMORIES WE ONCE SHARED
THAN TURN AROUND AND MARRIED ANOTHER WOMEN
I LEAD TO BELIEVE THE THOUGHT OF ME BEING IN THAT SAME POSITION, 
BUT IT ALL CAME BACK TO ME THAT IT WAS JUST MY VISION
I DO REMEMBER IN OUR TEEN YEARS IT WASN`T JUST A VISION
WHEN TELLING US APART WAS ALWAYS AN ISSUE DETERMINE
I DO REMEMBER THE COMMENTS BEING MADE TO US TWO FROM OUR 
FOLKS " WE HOPE WE MAKE IT TO SEE YA`LL WEDDING AND MAYBE A BABY 
SHOWER IF GOD BLESS YA`LL WITH THAT ONE TOO"
SPRING, SUMMER, FALL, WINTER FOUR SEASONS WE SHARE AND ALL THAT 
HAD COME AFTER JUST LEAD WELL
GOD I ASK MYSELF "WHERE DID THIS ALL END? OR IS IT "WHY DID THIS ALL 
END?
I STILL CAN`T FIGURE OUT HOW HAD THIS REACH THIS LEVEL
WHENOUR BELIEF OF LOVE WAS NEVER TO STRAY AWAY FROM OUR 
FEELINGS
WHY STARE ME IN THE FACE?
WHEN YOU BETRAY ON WHAT WAS ONCE OUR GOAL TO GET MARRIED AND 
GROW OLD
THAN LOOK ME IN THE EYE AND SAY " I`M SORRY BABY GIRL BUT I DON`T 
KNOW HOW IT GOT TO THIS POINT"
I GUESS I CAN`T GET OVER THE FACT OF LETTING GO ON WHAT WAS ONCE 
MY PROPERTY OR PRETEND THAT THIS WAS ALL A BAD DREAM
SO I LOOK HIM IN THE EYE
GAVE HIM A KISS ON HIS CHEEK
I WISH HIM THE BEST FOR THE BOTH OF THEM WHEN I WISH IT WAS ME
I WALK AWAY WITH THE BRUSH RELIEF OFF MY FEET AND ALSO READ THIS 
PRAYER IN MY HEART TO KEEP IN ONE PIECE
"GOD BLESS MY SOUL AND HELP ME REALIZE THAT THERE IS SOMEONE 
OUT THERE FOR ME TO SHARE MY LOVE WITH AMEN"





Details | Romanticism |

Lonely

I woke up in the middle of the night, I 

thought I was just dreaming found out that

my girl left me alone now I'm on my own and

now I'm going crazy, because I'm all alone,

I didn't think you would be gone this long,

I'm sorry I done you wrong baby, please 

come back home, baby I'm so lonely, I have

nobody, baby I'm so lonely I have nobody to

make me smile like the way you do, baby I'm

sorry for what I put you through, I just

want you back in my life, without you I

don't know if I could live this long, baby

I'm so gone, I still can't believe you

would be gone this long, I just wanna tell

you I'm on my own and alone.