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Mom

Mom, you are my role model
Raising me to a young woman, from a little girl
Step by step, day by day
You've done a great job, in so many ways

When I need someone, you are always there
I never have to doubt that you care
I can always tell you what i'm thinking of
Mom, you have my love

You raised me the best you could
Took care of me like any good mother would
You brought me in this world, guided me through life
Giving me the things every kid needs to survive

You righted me when I was wrong
many times you helped me stay strong
Like many mothers, you've tried your best
And mom, i'd say you passed the test

Raising four girls by yourself
Must have been harder than I could inmagine
But obviously you knew just where to begin
And for that i'll love you to the end.....

Copyright © Amy Cook | Year Posted 2005

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Iron Mom

I am Iron Mom, clean everything with a wave of my hand.
I am iron mom, cook macaroni with cheese sauce.

da da da da da da da da

Sung to the tune of Iron man. Inspired by Royal T.

Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2010

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In My Mother's Eyes

In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I feel protection In her smile I see my face Cause She has loved me first before anybody else She carried me till the ninth month so deeply close to heart She breathed life into my lungs Held my hand within her palms Showed me guidance in ever way Made me who I am today In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I feel protection In her smile I see my face Those arms are always open so I can curl within For her I'm always special without my need to win Her soul ever a rainbow in hues of human kind For She carries no prejudice among coloured or white In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I see protection In her smile I see my face Our days,lunchbox of memories filled with tender loving care Past nights,eternal bookmarks of her fingers playing gently with my hair I know one time I'd have to wake up in a world of all alone In the stars I'll have to find her cause mama won't be home In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I feel protection In her smile I see my face Dedicated To My Beloved Mother Thank you for being a mother,a father a sister,and even my best friend Happy Birthday With Love oxoxoxo (27th September)

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2014

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Solipsist

Let the Deicide commence.

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart is beating out of your chest!
And you have slayed the ones whom would love you for anything less
Ready to consume the final fragments of innocence,
And for you there is no forgiveness,
On your knees pleading, screaming to a tyrant in the skies;
The father of lies.

I will never be enslaved in your superiority
The people agree: jaded of your false dichotomies.
Know: I will be whomever nature intends to be
Apollo and I will share our dreams,
and you will be forced to see
your failure!

I know who you are...
Readily the first to present your scars
Chained by some despot or mental czar
An emotional homunculus in your mind, behind bars
Reluctant to escape - even when proven fake
Your demented mind - depths no one will penetrate!
 
...And you see me suffering
Not caring of any casualties
Just as long you recieve your safeguard of sympathy
So very wary of the masses and their Anarchy; Liberious ways

Solipsist - Is there no one you can see?
Even if she was presented burning?
Solipsist - Is there no one you can believe?
Even if Sophia was screaming?
Solipsist - Know you have killed and abused me
Imprisoned in your own  personal reality 



Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2013

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My Mom My Teacher My World

She tied my shoes
when I was young
she was there with me
before my life had even begun 

he smile was the first thing
that I ever saw
she was there for my first steps
her face filled with awe

she held me when I cried
and sometimes she'd cry too
she was the person that I went to
whenever I felt blue

now she'll watch me walk
across the stage to leave
with a smile so full of joy
you'd have to see it to believe

she'll smile as she hugs me 
fighting back some tears
as memories flood her mind
recalling all past years

then she'll let me go
all too soon for me
sending me to my future
to my destiny

Copyright © Anne Hessler | Year Posted 2013

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Mother and son

I cherish you,
If you cherish me.

You brought me to life,
We began to meet through time,
Even though,
Sometimes you don't comprehend me,
Sometimes you don't understand me,
That sometimes time isn't enough,
That sometimes instincts get uncontrolled...,
But still,
You were designated for my life,
And you profile my living...
We share lives...

Although,
Time brings maturity,
And time doesn't last forever,
As well as we don't last forever...

There is no such thing,
As total perfection,
Even though,
Thank you...

Copyright © Ruben A. Hernandez Diaz | Year Posted 2013

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Grandma Was Dancing

She was a tappin' to the tunes...
of those Mississippi blues...
step-pin' out, in her white...
Pat-en-leather shoes,

We were a watchin' her a prancin',
all through the kitchen, dancin'...
for she was so...hot & sizzlin'...
hummin' to those Mississippi tunes...

Funny curlers too, upon...
her head...for a new... Hair dew,...
she was, a swirlin'-in that bakers apron,
when her head...star-ted a bobbin' to...
those Mississip-pi blues,

'Pots were a knockin'...
Grandma a sockin' down all she brews,
while that kettle there was whistlin',
in har-mo-ny, with them good ole...
good ole...mississip-pi moves,'

That floor there, was a bouncin'
holdin' hands we were a jumpin',
an-a hoppin' In the kitchen, to those...
                  sounds ...
Where Grandma's feet were a stompin',
In her new...New-white-sexy-pat-en-
leather-shoes...
(ya hoo)

Copyright © Perry Campanella | Year Posted 2013

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My son

Knowing was instant
All feelings brand new
How shall I do this?
Getting ready for you.

There was no money
And barely food
But I was determined
Never to come un-glued

The months passed by
My glow was seen
Quite the big belly
For me, just a teen.

You came to light
just few hours passed
I saw you my son
Through the mirrored glass.

Things were tough
As you did grow
Even though not ready
Try not to let go.

You came to me 
At the age of two
Your spirit so pure
I knew I love you.

Your grew so fast
Into quite the young man
So much defiance
I had on my hands.

At twelve years old
I gave you to your dad
We were always fighting
Sometimes pretty bad.

So many years passed
I heard no word
You so mad at me
I mean super perturbed.

Then one day you came back home
For a little while with loving tone.
You raised yourself
The time you were gone,
You learned how to cook
And play games till dawn.

Now here we are
As mother and son
I’m so glad you forgave
Our fighting is done.

You’re now a daddy
So natural to see
Your loving and kind
Is meant to be.

So proud of you Donny
And pleased I have you
Topping all my parenting
Held your family like glue.

I love you son
You’ve grown to a man
Have a great girl
Which was part of your plan.

Forgive me my child
Sometimes I did stray
Your really so great
As the man you are today.

Copyright © Athena Hoefs | Year Posted 2015

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mother

oh mother

i never tell you i love you,
but you dont too,

oh mother,

i hate it when you hover,
i hate it when you cry,
i hate it when you leave me,
and i hate it when you say bye,

oh mother, oh mother,
 
you get upset when  i do wrong,
but u get happy when i write a song,
i never understand u,
believe me i never do,
but i love u, i love u, i love u
when u cry i cry,
when u smile i do,
your so strong,
and in the end u dont do wrong,
your the melody of the song,
you always know everything,
and ill always wait on ur ring,
cuz when i hear ur voice,
i become happy,

mother oh mother,

i love u so,
please forgive me for all my wrongs,
and believe that it wont be long,
before i become like u,
i know its too good to be true,
your perfect,.
and i will never be,
but i will accept the real me,
mother I LOVE U!

Copyright © nikta sol | Year Posted 2013

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my mama always said

growing up my mama always said you will fall in love but it would'nt last.
my mom was right and now all is the past.
she would say they would say anything just to get to you.
why everything your mama say always come out to be true.
she would say don't do them wrong just cause they did you that way.
a smile of a better person all because what my mama say.
i use to say she don't no nothig cause everyone is not the same.
a wake up call made it change.
i use to not believe nothing my mom would say.
believe it all cause she will be right in a way.
now i go to my mom with advise.
because even no she sometimes wrong she always right.

Copyright © michelle norvell | Year Posted 2008

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A Ride With Mom

A Ride With Mom


All alone in bed
Tonight I am dreaming of the dead

Mom and I were in the car driving
I had no idea where we would be arriving

It was a sunny day
Mom didn’t have much to say

Then suddenly I awoke
This ride was no joke

All these questions in my head
This always happens to me with a visit from the dead

What did Mom want to tell me
Did she just want to share Thanksgiving Glee

So now Mom’s presence in my dream
Sends me to my desk to write down my mental stream

I haven’t dream’t of Mom in years
Not since the Funeral Fears

It’s Two AM in the mourn
Writing this poem is this how Love is born

I will tell my new Lady Friend
About my dream and what I have penned

Did Mom want to hear about Caroline
The Spanish Mexican Beauty who is Divine

Long Luscious Black Hair
A Beautiful Face Beyond Compare

An Angel’s Voice
I have no choice

Her spell is starting to take hold of me
The sight of her can send any man to his knee

Her aroma is intoxicating
I think she is much more than a Fall Fling

Saturday I will give her a purple and white rose
This woman has driven me to write prose

Well I guess it is my turn to take a Female Chance
Maybe we will both find romance

Is this why Mom took me for a ride tonight
To show me my search for Love is finally in sight

Only time will tell if Mom is right
That Caroline will be my darling delight

Copyright © Joseph Elward | Year Posted 2010

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In Another Light

The best thing you can do about a suicide is understanding it.

The boy opens the door and walks by his mom
his mom says "how was school"
He doesnt respond 
he walks silently to his room
His mom turns away in sadness
"its dinner time Ory" she yells up the stairs.
He walks slowly down the steps
Hiding something in his hand as he puts it in his pocket
His mother is setting the table
Putting meat on his plate 
He sits down unto the seat
not touching his food
"is there something wrong with it?" his mom asks
He doesnt look at her
"talk to me. why have you been ignoring me" she repeats.
He gets up off the chair and walks outside
Walking into the woods as his mom runs out
"get back here where are you going"

Every living thing dies alone." he writes in white on a tree in there back yard
He throws the rope over the toughest branch
He steps up unto a little chair
Tying the rope around his neck
The chair falls

His mom worries in panic
She cant find him anywhere
She waits up all night

The Next Morning"

She walks out to the garden
Looking up at a tree
She sees the fallen chair from behind a tall bush
She runs
Picking up the chair
Seeing the thing she never thought would have happened
She falls to her knees
A tear falls from her cheek
Not understanding 
Reading the words on the tree
Every living thing dies alone"
She wonders
Thinking
Crying

She untangles him from the tree and holds him
Talks gentle to him
Something she hasnt done in a while
Now grasping the meaning behind what he has done

The best thing you can do about a suicide is understanding the meaning behind it.

Copyright © Orlin Collier | Year Posted 2012

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Mom and Dad

Riding my first bike and learning to tie my shoes,
These memories mean nothing without the two of you.

I've learned a lot over the years,
Not that the lessons didn't sometimes come with tears.

Sweet dreams, I love you and good night, 
I remember saying this as you turned out the light.

Four kids and you two were always there,
To teach us and guide us with love and care.

We are your children and you have raised us right,
Taught us everything we know and all about life.

You taught us to work for what we need,
Even though your advice we didn't always heed.

I've seen the love and commitment that you two share,
It makes me proud and understand that what you have is rare.

You've stuck by each other even when times were rough,
But you've always showed me that love is enough.

Love is what gets you through the not so good days,
You've always been together and by each other's side you've stayed.

I am blessed and thankful for all that you are and all you are yet to be,
Cause without you two there wouldn't be me.

You have never failed to love me over the years and in the past,
I that God that I have you two as my mom and dad.

Copyright © Nicole Owen | Year Posted 2012

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No More Chains

I couldn’t take the cruelty any more so I moved out
I would make it on my own I had no shadow of doubt
I fell for the first guy who showed me his charm
Little did I know, my body I would harm
I allowed him to show me how to get away
Had no idea from God I would stray
I saw the needle coming, just one little poke
I let him fill my arms with coke
I wanted to forget what mom did to me
I believed in this highs fantasy
After a while the coke had me in its chains
I needed to have more flowing through my veins
I started smoking it and even snorting
White powder on my nose seemed very sporting
The feeling this high gave me didn’t last long
I  knew deep down inside that this was so wrong
This drug was bringing me further down then the floor
Eating me alive to the very core
I  knew this wasn’t how  I wanted to live
My life was more important, I had so much to give
So I fell down on my knees and began to pray
Give me the strength to fight and to you Lord I will obey
I cried and begged with tears down my face
Gave up the guy and  the coke then  moved away from that place
Never once did I look back upon my sin
I knew God loved me and wanted me to win
I forgave my mom for all the pain
I realized by hating her I had nothing to gain
The Lord read my heart and answered my plea
God has saw to it that I am now free.

Written on the 19th anniversary of being clean and thus having a 
second chance at life.

Copyright © Antoinette McDonald | Year Posted 2007

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A letter to my mom

Mama i thought I made it
But Guess what?
I didn't make it
We made it

Never a Dull moment with you
You fought  for me like a Bull
so I will never be a cull

Even though I failed you like a test
you were up and down praying for the curse
that was cast in my existence

And this is not the end of my appreciation
But the beginning of my thanks giving verse
That I wrote

when I was thinking about the love i was given
i had to thank you mom
For you are the best among the rest

Copyright © Xihluke mlangeni | Year Posted 2015

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Merry Christmas MOM

Merry Christmas to my most favorite mom
or should I say "Santa Claus"
I will never know how you pull it off
without one whimper or yawn
But I guess it is the klonopin that keeps you "real" calm

year after year
Fall after fall
You're out there
raking leafs
until you look like a old rag doll
and just when you think
you're about to bawl
and lost all your zeal
you step on you're soap box
and simply squeal
"Jesus take the wheel"

okay,
Enough of the jokes
because without you
my ass would be broke
and i would be worse off
than when I ate that
hot dog too fast and chocked

So mom,
all all I've trying to say from the start
Is merry Christmas and I love you,
From the bottom of my heart

Copyright © Mike Conway | Year Posted 2012

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Of Mother

For Mothers

In the break of dawn you rise to greet
The first streak of sunlight rising from mountain crest
Your silhouette roams the four corners of your domain
With rolled up sleeves ready for the day

Each day your sweat brings comfort and peace
As you work while children are asleep
As they wake up smile painted on their cheeks
For a warm welcome and early morning feast

Warm embrace and encouraging words
Of wisdom and patience, unyielding virtues
Reminders enfolding young minds in troupe
While treading a road  with wisdom they go

For once I stop, take off my hat
Sublime, unconditional, divine creation
Amidst the turbulence besetting this world,
Deserving admiration, and love most of all.

Copyright © Maria Cecilia San Juan | Year Posted 2013

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Mom

Words are just words and are 
often too used
Taken for granted and overly 
abused
But what if our actions we 
mean to show good
End in destruction and not as 
they should
When making you proud seems 
harder every day
These are the things to you I 
must say…
Mom, I am sorry.  I wish you 
could see
My dream is for you to be 
proud of me
But the harder I tried to put a 
smile on your face
Again I would fail and remain a 
disgrace
I know it’s not you whose 
expectations were high
They were mine that I placed 
though not knowing why
I guess to make up for all I’ve 
done wrong
It’s clear to me now that may 
take way too long
So here are my words to you 
they hold true
If I fall I’ll get up as long as I 
have you

Copyright © Kristina Cooke | Year Posted 2010

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A Christmas Dream

Over the blasts of mortar shells,
He heard the sound of jingle bells;
And when he closed his tired eyes,
He got a Christmas Day surprise.

Snow was fall’n and his boy was call’n:
“Daddy, can we go down now?
I think it’s clear, Santa’s been here
And Daddy got home some how.
We are a family, Daddy, Mom and me
On this Christmas Day;
I’m with you, my wish came true,
The one to Baby Jesus I did pray.”

From across the world, so far away,
In a foreign land on Christmas Day;
Sleeping with his fatigues still on,
His boy’s voice was a Christmas song.

Snow was fall’n and his boy was call’n:
“Daddy, can we go down now?
I think it’s clear, Santa’s been here
And Daddy got home some how.
We are a family, Daddy, Mom and me
On this Christmas Day;
I’m with you, my wish came true,
The one to Baby Jesus I did pray.”

Please remember our service heroes,
Scattered throughout the world,
As we celebrate with our families,
The good will they hope to build.

He woke up to a flash of light,
And screams resounding in the night;
He charged forward to help his peers;
With his son’s voice ringing in his ears.

Snow was fall’n and his boy was call’n:
“Daddy, can we go down now?
I think it’s clear, Santa’s been here
And Daddy got home some how.
We are a family, Daddy, Mom and me
On this Christmas Day;
I’m with you, my wish came true,
The one to Baby Jesus I did pray.”

Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2010

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Never Be the Same

I wake up sittin' on my bed,
I have these thoughts runnin' through my head.
I just cant figure out a way,
of how I'm gonna get through this day.
Oh, come and take my breath away,
I'll never be the same,
I'm not ready for today,
But it's gonna happen... Anyway.
I dont know how to understand,
I dont know whats, happening..
I can't do this on my own... No.
I'm starting to feel like i'm all alone... all alone.
I wake up sittin' on my bed,
I have these thoughts runnin' through my head.
I just cant figure out a way,
of how I'm gonna get through this day.
I need some juice, I need a Jolt!
Or maybe get hit my a lightning bolt!
some things will never be the same.....
Oh, come and take my breath away,
I'll never be the same,
I'm not ready for today,
But it's gonna happen... Anyway.
But it's gonna happen.... Anyway.

Copyright © brandi foote | Year Posted 2013

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Wanna Be A Mom

My love
Sweet lover
Can't wait anymore

My heart
Fragile heart
Is seeming to break

My flesh
My blood
I wish to hold dear

A girl
Small girl
Named Lyla Shea

Copyright © Brittany Gentry | Year Posted 2010

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Rocked Us Gently

Her long silken hair has thinned and turned to grey. Brother, if we keep trying, I know we can find a way to keep Mum safe at home, so she need never fear. I don't want to send her away. I want her to stay near. Sis, Mum can't even remember who her children are. We can't take good care of her since we live in cities afar. Her memories are disappearing. We're just strangers. If we allow her to live all by herself she'll be in danger. Chorus: She rocked us gently upon her knee Now she's the one who needs care On Mum's destiny we need to agree It's a hard decision we both must bear All of her life Mum has carefully looked after us. Please, don't be stubborn and let's not make a fuss. Can't you see, now it's our turn to do the same? I don't even care if she can't remember my name. I swear I'm not being stubborn. I love Mum as much as you. This isn't easy on either of us, but please think this through. Sis, you know we need to consider her health and well being. I have a family of my own and to their needs I must be seeing. She rocked us gently upon her knee Now she's the one who needs care On Mum's destiny we need to agree It's a hard decision we both must bear I know your family should come first, but she's our Mother. She's always been there for us when we needed her, Brother. I will never agree to put her in a home and just lock her away, so I'm offering to move back in with her to be there every day. I'm not sure that you understand the commitment of that task. You won't have a life of your own, this burden of you I can't ask. You know I will help when ever I can, but promises I can't make. Just be sure what you're giving up is not more than you can take. She rocked us gently upon her knee Now she's the one who needs care On Mum's destiny we need to agree It's a hard decision we both must bear When I search her distant eyes, I see love and trust looking back. I promise she'll know that she's loved; there is nothing she will lack. I feel her slipping further away from us when I take her fragile hand, so will you agree to let her stay at home; will you try to understand? You make an unselfish offer, Sister. It's one I would never ignore. It makes me feel wretched with guilt, I really wish I could do more. I'm not finding fault with you, Brother. Can we please give this a try? We want to see smiles on Mum's face, and not give her reason to cry. She rocked us gently upon her knee Now she's the one who needs care On Mum's destiny, at last we agree She'll not leave her own rocking chair
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Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2016

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save me a spot

i remember the time on a cold winters day 
when i was called home from school 
dad told me mom that youd passed away  
and his heart was crying for you 
 
we all cried a lot on that day mom 
me and dad and sister sal 
some say it seems like yesterday 
to me it seems like a thousand days of hell 
 
dad took to drinking a lot after you left 
and he couldnt even hold up his head 
it even got worse just a while ago
 when he learned that sister was dead
 
 it was a little too much for his poor heart 
and he couldnt carry on that way
 you better save him a spot in heaven with you
 because dad just up and died today 
 
now im coming too i cant carry on
 momma save a sweet spot for me

Copyright © larry mangold | Year Posted 2011

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Mom

Mom has died.
We did not see each other for some years.
But I always knew - she lives in Nizhni Novgorod,
In a small apartment of a five-floor house,
On a high hill above the big river.
I often phoned her. 
I knew - the good woman helps m?m,
Looks after her, like one would a child, 
Sometimes they drink tea together , watch TV,
And, probably, they talk about me.
We had no possibility to meet. 
But both of us hoped -
Soon my legs will better,
And I shall come.
But one month ago,
In the solar July morning, 
I have learned - Mom has died. 
Mom is not present more. 
I never shall visit to her. 
I never shall argue with her, 
And I never will hug her.
A very dear string of my soul has been torn. 
My favourite rain has dried up somewhere.
The star of tenderness, of understanding and hope has died out.
But a new star has flashed -
It is the brightest of all stars - MY LOVE OF MOM. 
... The summer is continues. 
August gives warm rains, flowers and fruits.
This August is the first for me - without Mom. 
Mom has died.
And now I love her so, 
As never in life.

Copyright © Dina Televitskaya | Year Posted 2008

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Because Of You

Because of you I know some things
And a little about life
You raised me to be good
You showed me wrong from right
You made sure I was better
After each time I was sick
And said be judged by 12
Than carried by 6
Because of you – you told me
Write about my life not what I hear
When it stormed you held me
Cause it was the thunder I feared
We always have a good time
You know I be acting crazy
And you told me no matter how old I get
I would always be your baby
Because of you in my life
That’s what made me a better man
And I don’t always do right
Time again you would help me understand
When I needed advice or had a problem
There wasn’t one that you couldn’t solve
So to me you’re that one special person
You’re my queen, my friend, to you my mom

Copyright © Travis Johnson | Year Posted 2013

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Hush Now

Hush now the angel says
She is trying to show me her ways
she is coming to me here
In pure white she takes away your fear
no more troubles await you
with no more worries to go through
feeling just a peaceful bliss
blessed with an angels kiss
it is time for you to leave
hush now the angel says
she is trying to show you her ways
time to cross that iron gate
for it is your fate
she takes your hand across that line
everything will finally be just fine
no longer trapped inside your body
for the angel has come to set you free
hush now the angel says
she is trying to show you her ways
she brings no more tears
she takes your hand and you both disappear
hush now the angel says
you can now watch over your family in so many ways

by bettie l. avery for my mom Marge Ashton-Avery may you rest in peace now mom I love you mom

Copyright © Bettie Avery | Year Posted 2012

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Nathan's Song

*Nathan's Song

Nathan loved to be playin' baseball
Talk with his friends everytime they'd call
He would rather be doing for others---any day.
Nathan loved the lake in the Summer,
Skiing in winter--one slope or other.
He was full of life and had an easy goin' way.

Nathan loved to eat Mexican food,
Jelly beans, when he was in the mood.
He would rather wear his flip-flops than shoes--everyday.
Nathan loved dogs and playin' guitar,
All kinds of music--he was a star!
His heart was full of love and he showed it every way.

You were my joy...You were my joy...
You were my joy...You were my boy.

Nathan loved to laugh and be funny,
His impish grin was on the money:
He dressed up like a 'Sugar Daddy' at school that day.
Nathan loved his family and friends
Especially one girl---to the end...
And his death was full of life by what he gave away.

Though he's gone from our presence, he walks with Jesus hand in hand
And now, up in Heaven, Jesus says, "Well Done, Nathan...

You are my joy...You are my joy...
You are my joy...You are my boy."

by Deborah Burch

For: PD's contest of sorrows and make you cry poem

*Note: Nathan was a senior in high school 6 years ago, the son of my BFF. He was killed in a MVA; his girlfriend was driving, ran a stop sign and a tractor trailer truck hit them broadside on Nathan's side of the car. The other 3 in the car lived...as did the driver of the truck...he had just talked to his mom on the cell phone--which was never found...I wrote this as a song and sang it for them as my gift...It doesn't end there:
Nathan was an organ donor. Many lives have been saved because Nathan donated all he had left to give--the gift of life. This year his Mom will get to meet the recipients and they intern meet her...She, with the Red Cross, hold Blood Drives each year in Memory of Nathan: 'One Love Blood Drive'...This poem is dedicated to Nathan, and to the awareness that we can all save lives...
Donate blood...and be an organ donor...be someone's joy. love,deb

Copyright © Deborah Burch | Year Posted 2012

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Love U Mom

Oh mom, I love you

Cos you made me see
This world through you

Oh mom, I adore you

Cos day and night
I am protected by you

Oh mom, I admire you

Cos you are selfless
And people like you are very few

Oh mom, I will always love you

Cos none can love the way you do
And I am really blessed for having you

Oh mom, I cannot leave you

Cos I can never imagine
A day without you

Oh mom, I always wonder

How would I pay back
For everything you do

Oh mom, I truely love you!!!

Copyright © Pravallika Apuzzle | Year Posted 2012

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Resurrection

Screw my father
that I never knew.
If you take the blame
screw you, too.
Help my family
my Mom, Grandparents, and my Brother.
Let them live happily,
and get along with one another.
When I leave
I hope people will will remember me.
I will believe.
Screw everyone who disagrees.

Let God rise
and let him take his final prize.
Let him free this earth from crime and lies.
If someone dies
I just hope someone cries.

I hope we all grow old
not cold, 
survive
till we are ninety five.
If you're still alive
Will you remember me?
Will I be in you're memory?

Let the kids 
who used to beat me up
in the street
Kiss me 
from my head
to my feet.
When they die and go to hell,
and start to bleed.
Baptize me in their blood
cure other people with their love
this rhyme will start a flood.


Copyright © Blake Holland | Year Posted 2016

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A Diamond for Mom on Mother's Day

How many springs that bloomed and withered like flowers?
How many winters that came and melted in front of me?
How many summers that burnt my skin and dried the land?
How many autumns had covered the front door with leaves 
that crackle, when you stepped-on, rushing to kiss me?

I’m a grown man 
now, early-forties. Yet, 

I still remember well what I wore on my first day of school;
It was not signature, nor a famous Armani brand; but 
a hand made barong, sewn to fit me.
You slaved yourself over it, so that neighbors 
won’t tease me, half-naked going to school.

I also remember when I held your worn hand in mine 
to compliment you; and you looked straight into my eyes, 
bluish---like the color of the sky over us. You smiled.
The warmth of your hands still lingers on my body,
mingles with the sweat of your blood that runs thru my veins. 
At that moment of time I knew, my life’s filled with love.

To you, my beloved Mom
Happy Mother’s Day! 

Here, I brought a basket of apples, your favorite 
which I picked from our grove---at the back garden.
Let me cut this red one, for you, and I’ll show… 
the star---the symbol of my past and my future. A great star. 
Mom, only these I’ve for you, fruits of my hands, not diamond.

My precious son, red or green apple, Californian or not, is fine
with me. And, I don’t need diamond, for I already have one 
since nineteen hundred and sixty-seven, the year when I saw 
the cockcrow and dusk, finally, met that caught me, by surprise.
 

Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2007