Depression Birthday Poems

I celebrated my father's birthday this last April 4th, 2025
He would have been 75,
Yet 7 years ago, a white butterfly laid him to rest, with...

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April 9th, 2025 birthday poem for dearly departed papa

Elysian fields long since embraced dada's soul
which rocketed into aerospace
(courtesy General Electric satellite)
just a tad shy of...

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So I turned 21

And I couldn’t help but feel

That the dreams I once had

Began to slowly seal



That every birthday after this

I sink further into the...

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Deportation,,,,,,,

A friend or might there be other! 
         The voice of idea....
 Leaving like there is no...

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Why is a girl's birthday present always a cookery set..
Why  girls are always asked to make tea...
What is the difference in tears of girls...

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I AM my affirmation,
This is my creation.
I AM proud of this adaptation,
Of molecular mutation.
I AM aware of the vibration,
Raising mine to the occasion.
Choosing my best...

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It's almost my birthday,
and somehow I'm still here,
barely, but breathing - after a year of mental carnage.
Depression didn't knock, it broke in,
set up camp in...

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Who are you at 72
Still a kid at heart,
Always hopeful, glass half full
Family falling apart.

Politics, wrecked relationships
Breaking ties that bind.
How can we mend our souls
When...

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Grandpa snored loud by the fire,
Dreaming of treats he’d admire.
He woke with a yawn,
Found the cookies all gone—
Seems the dog’s now our chief cookie buyer!
...

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Times photo 

First shot you're in the stomach. The ultimate invasion sits upon the blind tails of a used clock. The winding roads and cement...

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A day we all look forward to growing up
A day surrounded by love and cake
Is now replaced with hate

A day I no longer care for...

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April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa

The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift...

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   Happy Number 110, Dad
     Thanks to you I can recall
   Life before the Internet
  ...

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The bakery was closed
family only an echo of long ago
no mementos of love
loneliness built
into my spinal chord
musical notes exposing
a weeping child
within an old man
a broken...

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37 this Saturday
My expectations come into play 
Thinking I'd be in another place 
By this time 
I've had great Love and great Loss 
Been broken...

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