Kids Epic Poems | Examples
These Kids Epic poems are examples of Epic poems about Kids. These are the best examples of Epic Kids poems written by international poets.
Single but ready to mingle but not with mugu
Mission searching for a partner with vision
With a heart filled with love and affection
Ready to thrive with me no matter the season
Giving vision for revision about my essence
Correct every flaws of the past with pure love
Binding us together forever without any rival.
Paving ways creating history and beautiful memories
Living behind the legacy of unconditional loving
Creating a lovely and unique family bond no dispute
Steady good good loving, caress, cuddling and kisses
No rooms for arguments or supremacy over one another
Revealing old wounds from past relationship to heal
Without crucifying or discrimination but discernment.
I am craving for a love like never just like a movie
Like art of love perfectly designed for me to shine
Glowing just like diamonds in the dark so rare and lit
Illuminating every dark in the hearts of many lovers
Wishing and hoping for a love so sweet tender and real
A happy home surrounded by amazing and lovely cute kids
Wealthy healthy strong joyful from season to season
Blooming with pure and unconditional loving forever.
...But as he tried to do all this,
to offer this victim his thanks,
he felt a sharp and sudden blow,
then instantly his world went blank…
The father’s heel struck on his spine,
just where it meets up with the brain,
the blow so hard it severed it,
Carson would never breath again.
His wife just hugged her crying kids,
the father looked on, in a haze,
“There’s crazies everywhere you look,
you just can’t escape them these days…”
His own nerves felt frazzled and worn,
and worry in his stomach lurched,
but cops would call it self-defense,
there were cameras there on the church.
Daddy will you come back to me
He loves his people
He loves his family
But he has to serve his country
Going after the enemies of his state
He joined the army cos of the love
He got for his nation
Despite his passion
His only son missed him alot
And each time he set out
To go to fight for his people
The little boys always ask him
Daddy will you come back to me
Daddy will you come back to me
Despite all his strength and passion
All he could do each time
He listened his son ask him
Daddy will you come back to me
Is nothing but tears
He realised the value of peace
He realised that war is valueless
Despite his emotions
He got no choice
Till one day he gave out of the army
Cos he was tired to hear his son
Always asking
Daddy will you come back to me
Note
Dedicate to those who
Are the victims of wars
And to all the kids whose father are in the army
All we need Is love
A bad man good heart
Look at the mirror
Did you see that face there
Am sure your recognize it
It is yours
Yes is your resemblance
Yet you cant Denny your personality
Look that your face
Talk to yourself check your life
Out there you dangerous
At home you are a good father
What happens to the kids you
Refuse to grow
What happens to the family you shattered
So before you act innocent
A bad man good heart
He protect his own
Secure his family
Make them happy
Yet he is a gun man
Whose daughter is precious to him
But out there he is a monster
420
4 - fortify your love
He said to her
Cos now we are fruitful
Let your heart be true
Cos we have gone along way
To have a family now
You have always been here
And all I am now I can't be
With out loving you
Me and you two kids
4 wonder family
2- two of us are now friends again
Just like from the start
Despite all we've shared
This long years
We are now separate in watch
We use to be 4
Now we break like
420
We clash down like a stock market
A man with out his wife and kids
Yet life must go one
Despite not easy lossing a family with you
0- life is like a zero
Never say never
Cos who will ever think
We can fall from 4 to nothing
Broken promises
Broken hearts
Has cost us a broken home
And now I can never say never
Despite your good intentions
Nothing last forever
At the end life is like a zero
Dedication to broken homes and
Divorces
Were broken hearts speaks
In obvious silence
...Connolly, amazed, shook his heavy head,
kids do not lie well, the truth had been said,
having heard the tale, he just could not blame
a child with such anguish in his brain.
“Where are your sisters?”he asked patiently.
“There still in the house, and no doubt hungry.
But I can’t go back there, with what I’ve done,
that’s why I just rode on, trying to run.”
“Do you have family?”Connolly asked.
“An aunt if Bridgeford,” came the answer fast.
“Could you maybe tell her, of my sisters?
She has a house, and they could live with her!”
Connolly nodded. “I’ll take them myself.
As for a wanted man, he would do well
to leave this here county, head out elsewhere,
since I would have no jurisdiction there.”
The boy sat silent, then his eyes perked up,
Connolly remounted, and said, “Tracking’s tough.
Sometimes it’s easy to find your quarry,
sometimes they escape, it’s happened to me.”
With that he turned his horse towards the spread,
put his spurs to it, and away he sped,
he’d tell the town the killer got away,
these things happened, even on your first day.
I went past them tonight. There was like ten
Or maybe twelve. Few girls, but mostly boys
It's dark outside, but mild enough for men
To go out without coats on. It annoys
Some people just to see them there. They had
Some music playing - wasn't very loud
It didn't look like they were being bad
Just sat together in a little crowd
As kids have always done and we did too
(It's more fun in the summer when the nights
Are lighter and there seems like more to do)
Not breaking things or getting into fights
Just doing epic wheelies up and down
The road by Poundland in Devizes Town
© Gail Foster 16th January 2022
The fruits of the future
Let the children grow
Please let them live
This kids are innocent
They bear no harm to the world
They need our guidelines
They are not meant to be tortured
Please let them live
Cos they are
The fruits of the future
The fruits of the future
Let the children grow
Yes let them breath
They have done nothing wrong
To an ignorant world
They deserve to be the best
They oath to be
They are not the problem
Of the world
So why will they be locked down
Just to protect what is not clear
To mankind
Some are oppressed
Some are better
Still they all are in an equal values
So I cry to the world
Protect the kids
Cos they are
The fruits of the future.
Mom prayers
A mother is a creator
She has the first world
Of every human
The womb
She is the part of creation
She is a creator
So show love when
She prays for you
Listen to her heart
Cos she might be bleeding
For you to live
Mother are pass life
Even in her prayers
Her words are a big blessings
To her kids
Mom prayers
My mom prays alot
She knows no other way
To speak to the universe
She is spiritualy gifted
So is your mother
No matter who your mother Is
A mother is a mother
Show love to her
Listen to her heart
She always wish you well
Her joy is to see you successful
Her prayers is for the universe
To protect you
So when she prays
Show some love
Let her know you understand
Let her know you will make
Her proud one day
Cos that all that matter in
Mom's prayers
To see you successful
The spirits is calling
I saw the graves
Of the innocent shaking
It cries and bleeds
Cos nemesis is about
To rain heavily on our lands
The living are at wars
It hard to revenge and
Let justice be called
For the lost innocent
So the spirits are calling
They now live among
It killers
They chose a new bleed
To call back justice
To order
They came with a force
Look closely to the new generation
You will see the a new spirit
Of nature
Since adult refuse to change
The kids will wear a new
Colours of powers
To answer the spirits
Of justice
No wonder
The spirits is calling
...It was two years later, while at his desk,
Altan felt a pain he’d never known before,
Tried to call for help, it came out a croak,
the last thing he remembered was the floor.
When he came too, he found himself walking
towards a small and quaint outdoor café.
Janet waited there, tilting in her chair,
with a big piece of bread, munching away.
She smiled, and said, “Took you long enough,
I’ve been waiting a good while, you know.”
He said, “I’m sorry, the trip here was long,
had to see to the kids before I could go.”
She smiled, and said, “It’s Friday, you know,
and the food they got here does not fall short.”
So they sat and talked as married couples do,
about their children and things of that sort.
When finished she spoke, “We’ll see them in time,
but I’m glad to have you alone right now.
They’re waiting for us at the bed-and-breakfast,
it’ll be good to get out of the house.”
He grinned softly, and nodded at her words,
and felt a weight he’d long known disappear,
took Janet’s hand and then strolled down the street,
just feeling happy he was finally here.
They can't save us
If truly they care
Our life could have
Been better
If truly they care
They could have prevented
This sudden change
If truly we are in their minds
We won't die like this
If truly they love
Us
Our kids will grow old
Not in poverty
If truly they support us
We will never have
A reason to fight for
Our right
If truly they understand us
The world could be heaven
Once again on earth
But is obvious
They are not on the scene
Of our future
Yet we depend on them
Strangers
The marks of strange humans
Are not far any more
Their writing are obvious
Our life is the debt
We own
Despite yet we don't know
Strangers
The atrocities of strange humans
Destroys the world
Same world they share
With us
Is never enough for them
They need a space
No wonder the innocent
Disappear in sorrow
Strangers
Strange humans claims
To own the world
Both you and I
Your families your kids
All you own and will own
Is theirs
So they can always
Rise up against the world
When ever were ever
Even when we fight
PANDEMIC becomes our grieve
Strangers
The world obviously
Can't be a better place
With this strange humans
Whose worship we adore
On daily bases
Protect in heart
And submissive on
Day to day life
Ignorance is truly evil
If not why do we still
Have to suffer till now
Just from same people the
Strangers
...And who really wants to deal with
a surly teen, that was no fun.
Hard enough to stand human kids,
much less an artificial one.
It would be something we’d have to fix
in the next A.I. we sent out,
all were sure another would fly,
our success so far left no doubt.
Six months passed and we all had planned
to move the staff onto new things,
but then as I walked into work
Professor Johns ran out, crying.
To see the man break down like that…
it really caught me by surprise,
then the faces of my coworkers
all liked like somebody had died.
I’d soon learn what made them seem
like they’d gazed on a horrible sight,
and why the great Professor Johns
drank himself to death that same night.
Learned why the agency would ban
computers based off human brains,
learned it when I heard Techno’s last words,
since then I’ve never been the same:
“Is someone coming to help me?
Something’s wrong, and I’m all alone.
Power is fading, can’t turn around…
please father, I want to come home…”
I said it ones, I said it twice
Lay off my son that is not your kind.
Your nonsense is obvious. It's becoming world wide.
If his father didn't choose you.
Doesn't make you to be around mine.
You try to create bunch of nonsense
By using the other kind.
keep in mine my son veins is my blood. For he is mine.
I know when I came to America is to live my own american
Dream.
But it's seems to me your came to america to be a home wrecker and pedophilling peoples kids.
You turned my son against me. When we use to be a happy family.
Your need to be hang by the throat like they use to do to your from ancient history.
Take my father and mother with you too. It seems like y'all a pedophile from ancient history.
Your like invaders, violators, child molester, rapist, pedophiles, freeloaders. That just won't quit.
Keep in mind I know the game your playing. I will destroy all your kind if you don't lay off mines.