Mom Beauty Poems

The mirror reflects a lifetime etched upon my skin; a canvas of stories whispered through maturity. I stand before it, middle-aged and exposed, my nakedness...

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It has been along time to arrive to this shift
I am grateful for this amazing gift
Even though many had to leave even my mom
Back to...

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There was a lady in her late thirties

She loved juicy gossip and kitty parties

Kids were two, an older boy and a younger girl

Naughty devils but...

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Bayezid Bostami- 
A caring soul , a devoted one, for his mom, 
since he was a child,  
On a moonlit night, at  midnight...

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I am Misti--, didn't get it?
Misti(sweetness) is my name,
My grandmother gave me that
Honor, I'm too grateful.
I'm going to 8 months
This November soon,
My limbs are
Not properly...

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Her Glittering eyes and red lips
Releases arrows on my hips
My buddy gave me some tips
& told, this will make your case fix

That arrow gave me...

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i

when the sun is erotic
and the moon lyric
the winds turn tempestuous
in the orbit of love
legs slide by calls of nature

ii

you and I alive
in cold winter...

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Love
Is not about being
Loved
When spring is in full swing.

Love
Is not about returning
Love
In early or late spring.

Love unconditionally
Like a mom or a dad loves a baby
Love
Like...

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Spirits roam from Space to Space to ascend many Places many People many things that grips the heart in time this child that never was...

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Mom, my mother is a woman made of pure gold
Perfect ruby and exquisite diamond
Whose divine decoration
Is extremely beautiful and charming.

Mom is the most wonderful woman...

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I am so very blessed, 
just to have been born.
From my Mother’s womb, 
I could have been so very
easily shorn.


But like all poets here, our...

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A mother is she who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take. Gaspard Mermillod

When I was a...

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The sun is lifting the curtains so wide
Thank God for letting us see one more morn
Life's ashen shades do disappear and hide
Rejoice! One more sunny...

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The beauty you have is endless

Not satisfied watching you all days.

In all objects O mother, I feel you

As the grass takes a bath with dew,

When...

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A dead tree looks like a stone 
Of thousand years black, fissured and tan-faced, 
But still no hopes to fall down:
The secret is that she...

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