Abandonment Poems - Poems about Abandonment

There's abandon the stage playing music too loud And abandon the podium in front of a crowd Abandon the radio is playing a tune, And I once saw a show with abandon the moon McCartney once sang of abandon the run And abandon the convent had a singing nun I sing with wild abandon when taking showers Wear abandon my hair with...

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Limericks X This is a more serious limerick: The Abandoned Child’s Complaint by Michael R. Burch I hoped you might have loved me, but you pushed me out to sea like Moses, for some other strange Egyptian mother: Isis, Nefertiti. Keywords/Tags: limerick, child. childhood, children, child abuse, baby, abandonment, unloved, love, unwanted, mother...

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Once there was a man who stumbled into a ditch, He fell hard and let out a painful pitch. You see, this hole was terribly deep, He couldn’t climb out—the walls were too steep. So he waited on sun and moon for aid, Till down fell a boy, with a shout, dismayed. They talked awhile and made a plan: “You’ll stand on...

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To love someone who no longer loves you is the cruelest trick played by the world. I didn’t know you wanted me that way, I thought you only cared for my body, so I found another who seemed to want a connection. I should’ve told you then how I love you so, I wish I...

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I reflect on the days- Her first little steps, those tiny feet chasing dreams. Her doing silly little dances on the floor, She'd giggle, then stumble, then laughter galore. You weren’t there when she climbed the school bus stairs. Smiling like sunshine with a lunchbox in hand, ready to conquer the world before the world even knew her. You...

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I have been abandoned, Left as a baby, The main person you want around, Is the mother figure, No cards, no letters, No visitations she made, Just left me in the world, After delivering me, On what should ave been a special day, My father not around, To busy with another woman, Abandoned by him to be left alone again, All grown up living my life, Things seem...

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my dog is loved and that’s a fact yet it lives in fear of abandonment why so i ask you have a home it’s never happened you’ve never been left behind you’re safe why is it you live in fear when I head out that door your panic so intense frantically pacing your heart is racing it’s a primal fear wild beyond control how can i put your mind at ease? AP:...

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It was full of long stringy grass which had grown out, all over the back of the house. It hung over the bare walls. The briars were everywhere and they would prick you clean red blooded. The shed widows shattered and the door covered in heavy moss. the thick smoke running out from the chimney...

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A mark of scarlet was the first, Fitting of inferior character. He was associated of plagues, The name given of a tragedy. The dead made a bottomless pit on him, Rendered executed, the title of foundling. ...

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My spirit, Incinerated. Its ashes Descend back into That dark crater: That inky opaque abyss, Where the slightest din Is swallowed, Where that one fragment of light is asphyxiated, Held down, Stripped and raped from its alluring, golden iridescence. It drowned in its own tears And then scattered across its own grave. They turn their backs With apathy entrenched into their depths: The...

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You chance upon her in the far reaches of the backyard a place you never go and there she trembles a tiny tiger in a blurred world secreted in shadows below blackthorn shrubs faint mews draw you closer the power of her vulnerability fills your veins with a pulse rising brimming you with a nectar needed like a dry stream bed...

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This winter, the dogs are hungrier than ever And birds get away from the rotten trees The children abandon the orchard every afternoon And the street cats wail in the lonely nights Every dusk of this December, I'll go sit on the cold bench of my orchard And look at the withering red roses Till the last ray of the sun departs The...

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A breeze did slide in under eaves and stirred inside the air that grieves, my children grown my dreams have flown, alone I sit my rocking throne. My chair in front of window bare, I look… but husband’s soul elsewhere. Beneath my feet the floorboards moan, alone I sit my rocking throne. Each day I rock the same tic tock and change not...

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Someone slowly makes a move Somewhere in the night A light switch, a lighter Some razor blade laughter Making someone alright For an hour or maybe two Any more, you’re getting greedy Drive her home in the morning Any more, you’re getting needy And who’s got time For that in their life? The dark bishops dismay At this bleak array Of black pawns hiding Just out of...

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