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Details | Free verse |

O' Middle Child

O' middle child, dear son of mine, you have always let the others shine
All through the years, you have stood behind
---I want to say, I've noticed you  

Your sister's charms, of course, we knew...
And your brother's skills were multitude
But, my quiet child, though your words were few
---I want to say I've noticed you

While people cheered, and guitars were played,
 as your siblings sang upon the stage
You cheered them on with no restraint
---but, I want to say I've noticed you

Such wit and charm, a heart of gold, 
More generous soul, I've never known
A shoulder you will always lend
---a brother, friend until the end

I love you all, .....of course I do
I have watched you grow, each one of you
My quiet child, you are still the same
---you'll step aside from all acclaim

As parents now, all three of you
I am proud beyond the words I hold

My middle child, I hope you know, 
while you've always been a one to sow
a quiet gift to all you've known

---I want to say I've noticed you........


                                                            




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4/30/2013

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2013


Details | Lyric |

Forever in My Heart (Aarons Song)

Sometimes I look around me
and I see an empty space
where you might be playing
a sweet smile on your face.
You might be calling out to me
asking me to play
and I would be there with you
and you would fill my day.

When bedtime comes I'd read to you
then before I tuck you in
I would open up my arms
and you would climb right in.
I would kiss your baby cheek
and tell you "you're my love".
I would hold you close to me
and thank the Lord above...

But then I look around again
and there's just an empty space.
No toys scattered on the floor
no shinning little face.
I'll never hear you call my name
or watch you as you grow
but you will always be with me
no matter where I go.

And I know there is a heaven
and I know that you are there
and you have a better life
than I could give you here.
Until I take my final breath
I will always pray
that through God's most precious gift
I'll be with you some day.

Then, I will take you in my arms
and hold you close to me.
Your laughter will ring in my ears
your smiling face, I'll see.
We will be together
my precious baby boy
and then the only tears I'll cry
will be ones of joy.

I hope that you can hear me
I have so much to say
and I never had the chance
since you left me that day.
For now I want to tell you
that I love you so
and I am so sorry
that you had to go.

If you could have stayed with me
my dream would have come true
and I know I would have done
anything for you.
And even though you went away
and we must be apart
I know you will always live
forever in my heart.

Copyright © Robin L. Gass | Year Posted 2009

Details | Narrative |

A Christmas Conversation

Daddy, were you alive when Jesus was born?

No honey, he was born a long time ago, over 2000 years ago.

Where was he born Daddy?

In Bethlehem, a small town in the desert in a manger,

Whats a manger Daddy?

It's a place where they kept animals to feed them.

You see when Jesus was born the Inn was full, so 
they had to get Mary to a warm place to give birth to Jesus.
that was the only place they could go.

Daddy who is Jesus' Daddy?

God is his Father honey?

But who is Joseph?

The Chosen Father, who God chose to raise him, Mary's Husband

I don't understand Daddy!

God wanted a son, he could not have a son without Mary and Joseph's
help. God asked them both if they would help him, without even thinking
they said yes. God gave to them a great gift, God gave them Jesus.

At that moment God gave us all a great gift, He gave us the Son of Man.

The Son of Man Daddy?

Yes honey, you see God is not Man, not one you can touch, Jesus
was, he healed people who were sick, He showed people how to love God 
and how God loves them. There is one more important thing
I want to tell you honey.

What's that Daddy? Jesus did a coupla more things I think are 
important, there are many of course but two I like.

Go on Daddy!

Jesus taught us how to love without conditions, like the way I love you 
and you love me and your Mom and Brother. But how to love everybody
like that.  The most important thing is, is that he died because we humans
broke God's laws, which means we sinned. He died so God would
forgive us.


Wow Jesus really did love us didn't he Daddy...?

Yes he did baby, and the really good thing is he still does and always will.

Come on it's time for bed!

Not until I say my prayers Daddy!

How bout we Pray together tonight?

I'd like that Daddy!

So would I baby, so would I .

Jump up on my back and I'll give you piggy back ride!

I love you Daddy!

I love you too baby, I love you too.........





My Christmas wish is you all have Conversations like this with your 
kids. Trust me they bring tears of joy!

May God Bless you all this Christmas Season as he has Blessed me.

    From Mary, Josh, Shay and myself  MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR


                             With Love.....Taz

Copyright © Richard Pickett | Year Posted 2010


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IF I DIDNT HAVE YOU

If not You...

If I didn't have YOU I wouldn’t know
What true love really meant
You are the BEST surprise I have ever received 
Baby YOU are Heaven sent 
With u my life as good as it gets
IF I didn't have you obviously we wouldn't have met 
more than just  circumstance 
Never eould have ecperiencef this  kind of fairy tale ROMANCE
If I didn't have you would not have had someone drive me SO WILD
I would be missing that body that face  and that adorable SMILE
If I didnt have YOU with WHO would I have to grow old?
My world would be so dark dreary & cold
If I didnt have you WHO would I dream of every night
No one helps me relax more &  is FULL of good advice
If I didnt have YOU who would cheer me on?
For the times when I am weak you are are strong
If I didnt have you who would BELIEVE in what I can do?
NO ONE has ever been more devoted  to ME than YOU
IF I didnt have you who would comfort me after a meltdown?
Your dedication warmth integrity has turned my life around
If I didnt have YOU who would REALLY "get me"
Destined for a life so sad and LONELY
If I didnt have YOU who would make me believe that I am good enough
You never leave my side even when times are rough
If I didnt have YOU who would make me feel like the most beautiful girl on Earth
YOU are my HOME no longer have to searching 
If I didn't have you my heart useless turn to rust
Thank you for showing me there are
 REAL MEN left that my heart can TRUST
IF I didn't have you never would have known 
a REAL ADULT relationship
That things can run smoothly
No drama jealousy or bullshit
If I didnt have YOU I could fill a thousand pages 
how much you mean to ME
Let me just say so HAPPY your in 
my life your my favorite sweetie
If I didnt have you just the thought
 of it fills me with so much stress
Luckily dont have to think about that 
WE WILL make it together until one of us is put to rest
If I  didnt have you who would be in my corner? 
 My love a giant THANK U on this a lovers day is in order
I am SOO deeply in love with YOU 
You make my life brighter everyday
I am SOO blesses that YOU came my way

Copyright © Diana Viguri | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |

How Could You ? To my Son Joshua, Whom I Love Very Much

How could you turn your back on him?
What has he ever done to you?
Except to give you all his love,
So innocent and true.

You disappear for years on end,
And never leave a word.
No birthday cards or Christmas days,
I find that quite absurd.

He is not alone in your evil deeds,
For you have three more.
You didn't even say good-bye,
When you walked through the door.

How could you even call yourself, 
A mother in the sense?
You can't even spell the word,
Not from this time hence.

How could you even sleep at night?
Knowing what you've done,
How could you even walk away?
And leave our darling son.

How could your feelings be so cold?
How could you ever love?
How is it, that your desires,
Always rise above.

How could your darn addictions,
Come before your kids?
How is it you can live with yourself?
Knowing all of this.

How could you just give him up?
As if he were not there,
How could you turn and close your eyes?
And show you do not care.

How could I be so lucky?
That you've done what you've done,
You have given me the greatest gift,
You let me raise my son!


  For You Josh.... I love you Son....Dad

Copyright © Richard Pickett | Year Posted 2009

Details | Free verse |

Captured

I remember that night as if it were yesterday,
sitting and watching your chest moving rhythmically 
up and down as you took each breath.
Your face was that of tranquillity.
Your cheeks were scarlet from spending hours 
on the beach in the November wind. 
As your little eyelids began dancing in the moon lit room,
I couldn’t help but wish I was there in your dream.
The skylight allowed the moonbeams to shine down on you
and you were that night; my star.
I rushed to get my video camera to capture this rare moment.
Then sat there filming you, not wanting this serene moment to end.
Soon my son, you shall graduate from university.
So much has been lost since then, and the video?
Yet still when I close my eyes, I can see you there,
that warm feeling wells up once again in my breast, 
and that night has become one of the most 
treasured moments of my life.
It has been branded in my heart and soul forever.

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
01.2013
Contest: A poem you have not entered in a contest #12
Poet Destroyer A
3rd

Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

MY FONDEST MEMORY

For nine long long months I longed to greet you We’ll if I’m perfectly honest … You were so snug in your home you stayed for an extra ten days! I had waited patiently for your arrival and couldn’t wait to hold you in my arms Finally the day arrived and I discovered they don’t call it labour for nothing … It was damn hard work! But twenty-four hours later you arrived in the world I guess every mother thinks her child is the most beautiful You were gorgeous! With fine downy blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes I counted your tiny fingers and toes You were absolutely perfect Later that evening I sat in a comfy chair to feed you Looking out of the window I saw soft snowflakes swirling It was so so beautiful tears started to fall Now, whenever I see snowy scenes I think of you my precious son 12~08~16 Mr Fondest memory Contest Sponsored by Frank Herrera

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

Details | Narrative |

We Are There With You

You do not stand alone in your Battle
Your battle is our Battle
We may not be there in body
But we are there with you in Spirit

We are there in every beat of your Heart
In every whisper of the wind
In every thought and every touch
Every breath and every sound
We are there with you

You are wrapped in an Endless chain of Love
In every link we each send you a part of us
We send you some of our Strength
Some of our will to Fight
Some of our Courage
The most important of them all
We send you all of our Love

If you feel you need more
Just give that Endless chain a little tug
And we'll be there
Tug til you need us no more
Then we'll know you've gone Home
 

______________________________________________________________
5/09/2014 Dedicated to my Aunt Nini, Wilma Thomas Gamble for Mother's Day. Sadly she lost her Battle w/ Stage 4 Pancreatic Cancer on 5/30/2014.

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2014

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The Family That God Gave to Me

The Family That God Gave to Me I think about the family, that God gave to me... And think about where they'll spend eternity! I think about the good times, that we've had. And the trials we've faced... Both good and bad! God helped us to overcome adversity together! And proved his faithfulness... Today and forever! He showed us the Godly path, that we should follow... And promised to be with us! Today and tomorrow! He's proven how much he loves us! And how much that he cares for us! Thank you my lord, for all you do! Where would we be? If not for you? You've proven yourself over and over again! Thank you so much, for being our friend! By Jim Pemberton

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

The Old Salt

The Old Salt was a special man who came along in a time
when he was needed most.

A time that is now gone forever.
When men believed and sacrificed, when hero’s walked the earth in mass.

When patriotism was not just a word
but,
by what men lived and judged the worth of each, 
a man who lived a life most of us cannot comprehend. 

An era now gone as this warriors tour of duty ends at this station, 
and begins anew in the heavenly fleet. 

Sail on Sailor into your unaccompanied tour,
we salute you.

What greater honor, that when a man moves forward, 
he leaves behind in each of us the best of what he was. 

A defender, protector, supporter, victor, a warrior, 
the last of the breed from an era when ships were made of wood
and men were made of steel.

The Old Salt has reported for duty that takes him away from us for now. 

Those of us who remain behind,
remember, and will continue to remember, 
because he now resides forever in our hearts.

As I look up at night, I envision The Old Salt,
a beret draped just above the eye, 
as he draws upon his pipe, 
quietly he waits.
The guardian of heaven’s gate.


Copyright © Mac McGovern | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse |

My Son Moon and Star

            My Son Moon and Star ~

        Approaching the celebration of his Birth 
                cherishing the gift I received 
           within weeks of conception I knew
            something amazing was in Creation ~

            the Stars held a party
            sending me with one of their own  
    Gazing at 3 shooting stars twinkling crossing the sky   
       It was magic  It was destiny taking its flight.  

           In love with an October full moon 
               drawing and painting I liked 
             thinking of Vincent Van Gogh ~
                caught in a loss of time 

          Hours going by as choosing my color  
           a wittness to three falling stars 
             A clear night sky sparkle's
           A once Famous Star was sent 
            inspiring the tiny child inside ~ 

           Never a doubt in my mind at all     
       child bearing was worth any pain received
      yours will be in a pursuit of a dream ~
             one to cherish and hold
          My Son was born the following August ~

    working on the set of Grimm 3rd season this year  
         as the set of Leverage for 3 years .

              Has done a Indie movie here  
             In Paris it was seen and honored
             coming soon filmed in Portland ~
                 "The House of Last Things "

        awaiting the credits , you will see
                        
    1st Assistant Director ~ production assistant 
   
                 My Young Lion Mans dream ~
        A proud mom I watch every show and the credits 

        as foretold in a whisper to me 25 years ago
              My Son &  Moon and Star  
               A name you will all know ~

            Happy Birthday to my creative Son
             you will exist in my heart forever~
                        and thereafter               
                             Mom

Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013

Details | Ballad |

I'm Sorry

 im sorry ive caused you pain.
i thank you for sticking by me through everything.
and not giving up on me. i dnt no what
i would do if you had given up on me.
 
Im sorry ive lied to your face and you knew it,
but you still loved me the same as before.
so i thank you.
i dont know if i would be here with you if you had given up on me.
 
im sorry ive broken your trust over and over,
and you still wanna trust me.
i thank you again.
i dont know wat i would have done if you didnt trust me.
 
im sorry ive done things behind your back,
even though i promised you i would never do them.
im sure you knw but you never said anything.
i wish you would have. it would have saved us all alot of pain
 
i thank you for never giving up on me.
i dont no how to tell you how much i love you.
 
mom i love you sooooooo much you wont ever no how much i love u and thank you for everything

Copyright © jaremy mount Jr | Year Posted 2013

Details | Ode |

Angels

On the wings of two angles I was brought into this world…
My mother and father I’ve called them since my birth

To their arms I ran when I first walked…

When my heart was not calm

Their love would come…

When no one believed
They saw what others couldn’t see
When I would cry
With a calm sigh they would smile
And the whole world would stop and the pain would die…
They taught me not to lie…
They taught me to be human…
On the wings of two angels I was brought into this world…
My mother…her beauty puts the stars to shame….
My father…his heart stronger than all the men…

I thank my lord for giving me
The biggest treasure on this world,
Love that is clearly out of this world…
Thank you. 

Copyright © Zeki Majed | Year Posted 2013

Details | ABC |

For Mommy's Little Man

   Baby boy mommy loves you very much, i can tell how you've grown with every 
touch.

  I watch you learn and grow everyday. The way i feel about you son , is very hard 
to say.

  Without you in my life, i would be crying, while deep inside feel like i'm slowly dying.

   You are my life, my moon, my stars, and my sun, this is for you to know i'm always 
here and i love you a ton!

Copyright © Brittany Wright | Year Posted 2011

Details | Free verse |

Noble Grace

You are the birthplace of motherhood
an eternal wellspring of living waters
the quiet strength and will of a family
a welcome gift of tenderness and love,

You are the keeper of familial dreams
a true graceful light that will ne’er fade
the storyteller, the counselor, the hope
a motherly guide to all mothers unborn,

You are a heaven-sent guardian angel
a sacred temple of cherished memories
the heartening lyrics of a favorite song
a fountain of life’s wisdom personified,

You are a kind smile’s lasting wonder
a thoughtful spirit of undying affection
the blessed serenity of a maternal kiss
a woman of untold wisdom in her eyes,

You are the joy of a comforting lullaby
a matriarch of exquisite grace and style
the wife, mother, and daughter of time
a genuine breath of unconditional love,

You are the delight of a warm embrace
a serenade of heaven bound devotions
the feeling of stillness within a dream
a storyteller of inspired reminiscences,

You are the celebration of womanhood
a moment of everlasting effervescence
the aura of admiration and commitment
a majestic queen of perfect selflessness,

You are the joyfulness forever lingering
deep within the true essence of my soul
the loving legacy of a devoted matriarch
a woman of truth, intuitive and strong,

You are the light of childhood dreams
a precious jewel of maternal kindness
the epitome of humbleness and grace
a beloved mother who is forever loved.

© Eugene Harvey
11/28/2015

Copyright © Eugene Harvey | Year Posted 2015

Details | I do not know? |

BUBBY

I’ve seen all my life
So many people come and go
Passing so quickly
Leaving a faded memory
Of the moment we crossed paths.

So sadly I must say is true
Rarely do I see anyone
Staying around long enough
Getting to know me.
Hardly does a person stay.

You, Bubby, My only son,
The most important man to me,
I’ve come into my life only
To stay and never ever leave
Me all by myself.

So grateful to know you,
And proud as a mom can be
You’re the greatest 
Young man this world has seen.
My only son, my BUBBY.

To see you smile, hear your voice,
Always fills my 
Heart and soul with love.
My only son, my hero, 
Sent from up above.

Copyright © Linda walden | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

MY PARTING GIFTS

The time has come for me to say goodbye forever I am not brilliant at expressing my emotions But in the words of ‘Sealion Dion’ …. ‘I will always love you’ If you check in the filing cabinet You will find my portfolio of shares I have kept the Woolworth's certificate it may be valuable They may resurface one day …. That’s the wonder of Woolies! If you ever need a new sofa…. don’t forget these immortal words The DFS Half Price Sale starts at 10am on Boxing Day! Contest:- My Parting Gifts Sponsor:- Viv Wigley 02~06~16

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

Details | Enclosed Rhyme |

if i had one last minute Dad

  If I could tell you just one last thing 
  I would tell you Dad, I wish I had more time with you 
  you taught me how to stand tall , do things the right way 
  If I could tell you Dad , before you flew your plane that Day..

  You had asked me to go , and many times I wish I did .
  For my fate would be as yours and Friend , Death,  by a crash in the end.
  I think what was so hard for me Dad , is I always felt something special 
  This was only something you could give me Dad ,  no other ..
  
  Since you left September 4th , a bitter afternoon , not just losing you , myself  too.
  I lost you Dad, maybe I could have told you not to fly your plane that day..
  Or maybe you were just too good for this World , and could not stay ..
  For I have found many judgments in life , no one builds me up like you did .

  If I had just more minute , after your remains were discovered after 9 months 
  I would hold you , and tell you I love you , Please don't go , just stay with me.
  And still , I can't let go . If I could just free my soul.. Dad, if I had just one more minute .
 
  In Honor of "Thomas Francis Kelley " your proud Son , Mark L. Kelley, 
  wrote by; Shanity Rain. 
  I hope your playing Golf in Heaven so when I get there , we can play 9 holes.

Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |

I love you more

Your my dinner date
white-cheesey mac and cheese 
Mommy don't forget
my not-too-hot-green-sweet peas

game nights and holidays
when I get to be the hostess
are kept next-best to
Mommy I love you the mostest

when money's tight 
and the hot rod leaves us carless
I pull myself together
to reply, I love you the farthest

you wanna dance Mom?
we are the flyest
swing spin twirl
Mommy I love you the highest

music and boogy
burdens become their lightest
I've got you this time
I love you the brightest

"get dressed" I say and say  and say
these underwear are clean Mom
I just put them on 
yesterday

to myself I often think
small is how I wish for you to keep 
but then you'd never grow or know
that my love for you runs deep

when you're hurt tired or hungry
Your need for me is clear
I love that I'm the one you ask
Mommy will you wipe my tear

bedtime stories snuggles hugs and kisses
you ask will I stay up the latest
and keep competing
Mommy I love you the greatest

kiss your head rub your back
and tell you get some rest
Mommy I still love you more
but Grandma is the best

Copyright © Victoria Reome | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |

Healing Can Only Happen When the Pain Is Gone

Healing Can Only happen,
 When the Pain is Gone!

Healing can only happen, when the pain
 and damage are gone!
It can only come about, when there’s
 no “lists” of wrongs!

People need to move ahead, and put all
 of the past behind them!
And seek God’s forgiveness, 
so his grace can find ‘em!

Too many carry a load of sorrow
 and grief that they can’t afford!
They need to bring everything to Jesus,
 and make him their LORD!

How can we experience healing,
 if the suffering is still there?
How will we ever be able to love others,
 and truly care?

May we all seek the kind of healing,
 that only Christ can bring!
May we allow him to remove
 all pain and suffering!

Jesus…  We need your healing now!  More than ever before!
It is your love that we must learn
 to treasure and adore!

Please come now and refresh us with your awesome love!
The sweetness of your Holy Spirit, is a gift from above!

Thank you God!  The pain is gone and the healing has come!
All praise, glory and honor to Jesus!
 God’s anointed son!

By Jim Pemberton   10/19/13

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

My Grandfathers Dying Wish

See problems they no worry Timothy
He was raised by his Great Grandmother
One day she taught him
Miho you can make life beautiful or ugly
Work hard, find a woman who has a strong back
Beauty fades it doesn’t last long
Now let me tell you 
A woman with a strong back may not be your perfect companion
Times are changing, I think Faith is more important these days
I say okay Grandma, can I have the horachata now that you made me
No hush up! You can have it when I’m finished talking
Timothy come your poor Grandfather wanted you to have this
It is his Journal and I have never read out of it
She hands it to me
I am struck by it’s cover, it is brown and plain
Yet it spoke to me by it’s elegant style
These words were printed on the cover “Blanco Vendetta”
I was drawn and pulled in untill I was covered by the spell
The first page I open too it says “My first Mil Besos”
The Temptess that blew my heart away
I turn to page 33
It says “The story of an Apache Warrior”
There are no rules to an Apache Warrior when it comes to fighting
He says if you are my enemy I don’t care how but I’m gonna kill you
Page 41 is like a fist full of words thrown across the page
Barrio boxing, The protection of the Shield of Faith
Brokenhearted for my careless speech has left her heartbroken
Strengthened by Love “Amor”
Nourished by the sunshine in her hand
There is healing in its beams
Blessed by her presence Del Dios I am Greatful
I’m like Grandpa what did you say wrong
Then these words come to me
Give her your full attention when she speaks to you
Because the Heart of the Wise studies how to answer
So I close it and my finger brushes a bookmark
It’s the Last page
It says To: “Timothy my son who is as mighty as an army”
I Thank you for the Greatest Gift
For the Greatest Gifts are as small as your small hand that touched me
I plant these seeds and they will take root and grow because you are good ground
Timothy let me say That without you I would of never found my Faith in GOD
Listen for it is your Grandfather who is dead and speechless
Timothy you see the good in everything
And I know you will understand my words clearly
If a man gives you his word
Promise me not to plan your future on it
And if you give your word my son
Do everything in your Power to fulfill it
AND NEVER Promise more than you can deliver 
For it is better to put out more than you promised
Everyman is considered unwise when he appears foolish
I wish I could give you some insight about women
But your Great Grandmother may help you better than I can
But never timothy, Never be quick to fall in Love 
Or give your heart to a woman
Listen carefully to her words when she speaks to you
Cherish Her give her your full undue attention 
Because the Heart of the Wise studies how to answer
Love your neighbors as yourself
And do not strive against another man
If he has done nothing wrong to offend you
AS much as it is possible live peacefully with all men
And it is okay for you to speak these things with your Great Grandmother
She is a very wise and God-fearing woman
Amor take the greatest care of her, I Love you Son
Timothy when the time comes to avenge my death
Hit harder then you ever have before
But not in a Duel son, not like an open Vendetta
Marry his daughter Maria
The one who is pretty and Two years younger than you
Oh! He will suffer greatly!
And it will kill him to know that I chose this way to repay him
And remember son to be ready to fight any man at the drop of a hat

Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2012

Details | Verse |

Through A Prison Glass

You came unexpectedly, and i was surprised,
you smiled and placed your hand on the glass and cried.
I leaned my head against the glass and told you i am sorry,
i whisper through the phone line, ill start a new story.

You knew i was innocent but you still didn't believe me,
the only person i thought that would stay by my side but you couldn't be. 
Mom standing by your side and not wanting to talk,
i got really upset that you came at all cause i didn't want to see you walk. 

I needed you, when i was in need,
i was there for you when ever you didn't want to bleed.
I loved you and i cherished you with all my heart,
but before you left your words hit me like a really sharp dart.

You said i failed you,
you cried to me and i knew it was true.
But i needed you to understand me,
but you went your way and upset me.

The glass is now empty and i cant find you even with the fact that I'm out,
i tell you i love you but all you do is shout. 
I've lost you for good this time, 
so i think i have to do one more crime. 

Copyright © Roman Chebukin | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme |

I Know of An Old Fashioned Family


There’s a family I know,  that may seem old fashioned.
But they serve others from a heart of compassion!

They don’t have much in the scope
 of entertainment.
But they have each other,
 and much contentment.

They have a love for God that comes from within!
And are thankful to the Lord
 for being their friend!

They don’t get too involved with that the world brings.
They have each others love.  
They have everything!

This family has been an inspiration to others too!
By their giving hearts, in much of what they do!

This family has a commitment to serve God above.
And have asked Jesus to fill them with his love!

This may seem old fashioned, 
not to have a lot of things…
But they know their Lord 
and the love that he brings!

I’m thankful to know them and their Godly inspiration…
I extend to them a heart of thanks  and appreciation!

Please dear Lord, bless and keep them in your arms!
Be with them Jesus, and protect them from harm!

May the blessings of God keep 
flowing through them!
And may the peace and joy of God continue to be with them!

By Jim Pemberton   05/29/13

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |

The Minister's Son

Once in a place on a top of a hill
Lies an oak tree the stood there still
Under that is a boy I know in pain
All wet because of his tears and the rain.

He swears he’ll never fall in love again
No more heartache that happened back then
But I do hope that he is wrong
Cause my heart screams we both belong.

He does not know I know the things he loves
From what he hates and what he wants to have
I know his favorite food, number, and song
He does not know I had him memorized for so long.

He loves things that the color is blue
He loves to tease me but never will argue
He loves to play basketball once a week or twice
He loves to eat ham soaked in vinegar and rice.

He loves places that are peaceful and quiet
He wants things to work out like what he had set
He is quiet and does not talk a lot
He wears v-neckline shirts that make him look so hot.

Nobody else knows what he does best
Playing guitar is his greatest asset
I know his hometown, where he came from
And I love it when he plays the drums.

Yes that guy is the one I love
He’s the one that I have been dreaming of
He’s my life, my love and no other than
The man in black the minister’s son.

Copyright © Sam Tiwana | Year Posted 2014

Details | I do not know? |

Pain as a Hobby II

I shouldn’t live in the past but I’m not just expressing myself
I’m over myself
I promise not to stay there too long but the pain makes everything high definition
Never in the back always a leader, I was the first swimmer in the pack that made it to be a 
human
My dad could vouch, “son you’re real nut”
I own your body but not your mind
It’s my turn to own your eardrum for my own pleasure to do as I will
You will finally listen and take notice because the takeover has begun
She tells me “you didn’t have to write it down. . . you could have just told me
Yeah but you had a listening malfunction
It only seemed to work when you were in pain and wanted to be heard.
I told you everything you needed to know but it was not important at the time.
Pain as a hobby, I do this for fun.
Finding common ground with Ciara just to find out is she more interested in girls.
It would have been cool but I wasn’t on that at the time.
Or the dude that follows popular advice and his girl screws his best friend.
Isn’t it ironic!
When mom and dad can’t get along and dad is forced to leave his home
While growing up son and daughter wondering why Dad wasn’t there and therefore
They go out and force others to feel the pain that they bear.
Now, she is running outside making a scene with a knife in her hand threatening to flat my 
tires.
Granddad, Granddad you died too soon.
Granddad, Granddad maybe if you were the way you were back when it would 
Have mattered, my dad would have been different
Even though I don’t believe in excuses
Unless you are excusing yourself from life lessons
It is never too late to turn to Jesus but why wait until death shows its face
Now I may be destined to follow in your footsteps
Mama Mama you’re killing me 
I’m apart of you and you don’t want me.
I hear you talking about that guy you met at club Sobe
And a one night stand and plan B. 
Maybe it is better I’m going to meet Jesus
I’ll see you there
I would have told you I love you if I had the chance.
O, I aint  through with you yet
Pain as a hobby
I’m painting you a vivid map 
Leading all the way until they call
The center for disease and control
What about the baby daddy who thinks it’s cool to 
Come to her job and shoot her dead in front of co-workers once 
She turns her back and then shoots himself and goes straight to hell.
So, at 21 she leaves behind her three children and her life cut off - all 
Because of jealousy.

Copyright © Tavarus M. Moreland | Year Posted 2010

Details | Rhyme |

Spending Time

Spend time with those that you are close to before their gone
Were not promised to be on this earth for very much long
Love and cherish the ones God has given to you
And always be there for them no matter what you do

As time goes on we get so busy with our daily life
We seem to forget about our family, friends, husband and wife
We must always let them know what they mean to us
Let them know were their for them and on that they can trust

A phone call to your family or friends can bring joy to their heart
Because it shows them that you love them and never want to depart
A simple hello can mean more than you will ever know
And put a Smile on their face that will cause such aglow

Don't miss out on spending time with someone you love
Because God never turned his back on us from above
So push everything aside and give that special one a call or visit today
Before you wake up one morning and they have gone away

Copyright © Rose Stephens | Year Posted 2015

Details | Elegy |

Posthumous Limelight-Any Sad Poem

Posthumous Limelight

My boy, a young lad, died fighting the Iraq war. 
It could be any war, could be my son,
Your son or anyone's son, what does it matter?
All wars are same, all sons are same.
A lot of decorum, a lot many bravery medals
Came posthumously.
His name was in the newspapers-
Photographs everywhere-
Interviews-cameras-speeches!
Stop! Why can't everyone stop this superfluity?
I didn't ask for it! When did he ask for martyrdom? 
Or for posthumous limelight?
Or a monument in the heart of the city?
Why build it? For your fame? Or his memory?
Nations, why can't your red hot coal hearts 
Promote peace? My boy won't come on holidays-
He is on a perennial holiday!
He lies deep down in the earth to be smothered
By the cruel, cold stone erected above his uniform
And he, my son, in his uniform,
Fought to save some adamant men.
I lost my boy! Do you have memories
Of him laughing with his tilted head?
No one to feel my pain!
No one to see the pillow of my heart
Soaking in bloody tears when his bullet rid body
Was honoured and saluted!
Your war is over and my arms are empty.
I live in this empty house full of his photographs.
My bonnie gave your vengeance peace.
Your ego is fluttering in your triumphant flag.
You have won the war and I have lost the war!


THIRD
October 25, 2015
Contest: Any Sad Poem
Sponsor: Broken Wings

Third-Promote peace not war

Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2015

Details | Acrostic |

My Poetic Inspiration

 M y Son Jared inspired me to write
 Y  earning to write words of beauty

 I  inspired by the Gift I gave him at birth returned
 N ever taking much time to think, written from the heart
 S someone who pushed me to be more than I was
 P artners in writing collaborations, two minds to one
 I nterpreting messages without thought between us
 R enduring thoughts to pen
 A lways there for a kind word or debate
 T empting the progression of talent
 I nvigorated with the pen and paper
 O blivious to my surroundings when in write
 N ever forgetful of the Son who prodded me to Poetry

 M uses dance around him
 Y eilding not to daring subject

 S on I thank you for your inspiration
 O n so many levels
 N ever forget how much I love you 


 To my Son Jared........Thanks......Dad

Copyright © Richard Pickett | Year Posted 2010

Details | ABC |

My family

It is when the 
morning 
of that day shows 
that i 
realise lonely i shall 
be
It is when he says 
take 
care my son and she 
says i love you son 
that i 
realise what is life 
without them
It is when she looks 
at 
me & say 'I LOVE 
YOU' 
that i realise 'I LOVE 
HER MOR

Copyright © Patrick Nigros | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

The Legacy

When you have a child,
it is a responsibility like no other
a responsibility that consumes your soul
if you take it by the horns and run,

By that I mean this,
look at the times, trends, life
and you begin to teach
and they begin to learn,

You teach them of love, respect,
not to lie, cheat or steal
you teach them the value of friends
you teach them responsibility,

You teach them to learn
the value of education, further education
you teach them the value of a dollar
you teach them how to be independent,

I have had the pleasure to raise 5
5 independent children, educated
respectful, trustworthy, loving
they have many friends

they are successful, have families, mostly
I love them all, with all my heart
though I must say my raising style has changed
And I must beg the oldest 4, their forgiveness

The last to raise is not my Legacy
he is a Legacy, to his Step Mother and me,
he has all the aforementioned, plus vision
at 15 he has GPS for his future

I play 12 Musical instruments, he plays 11
His Brother and I write, he writes,
He excels at all he does
I was not as hard on him,

Josh, you are not my Legacy

You are a Legacy, Created by God, Serving God
Truly a Son of God,
But you are still my Son and I am very Proud of you,

Staff Sergeant Joshua Pickett JROTC, 

To all my Children, I love you all equally,
I just wish I raised you all equally, you all deserved it!

Love .....Dad

Copyright © Richard Pickett | Year Posted 2011