Fam Poems - Poems about Fam

Mu uncle Franklin was a pro wrestler. He lit up a room like Nikola Tesla. My aunt Judy was a cake maker. Her cakes were tall like an LA Laker. My brother Steve played video games -until my mom Kate called him names. Kate, to her credit was a fine, fine artist. But with brains, forget it. I am the smartest....

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Once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl, the boy fell in love and went downhill, sixteen he made love to a nineteen-year-old woman, then the boy turned into a man without a choice given the nineteen-year-old girl had a baby, that baby was turned into custody, the boy fought tooth and nail, but his mother won,...

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I didn't know that all this could happen He thought that he was a simp But instead he was a noow He used to think that he was flexing yet cheugy This became salty when I got sus When his fam told me of his dirty plans I had to ghost so as to calm myself Since he was acting so crashy Getting...

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We stand in a room filled with dance What most people say can’t be a real sport Like you can’t be a sport without a lance Or a ball and a court We work for hours on balance and turns We stomp and chug for hours on end Running to the lobby to see the ferns I need more energy to...

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FAM AND AMERICA DON'T CARE Those clothes you wear Your grey white hair And yes you dare to ignore me Compromise and exploit me You don’t care You don’t care Am I too old to love? Am I too young to use my pension? Did I mention? You have to see all you have to survive Almost be homeless, destitute just too be alive What now FAM AND...

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So what if we believed in everything we said ? Numerous opportunities began with a thought of demand...But the price is to high for freedom. Creative lies just seeking attention , but did anybody mention the truth. The youth blindly loitering the soup of food you provided. While you voice your opinion who do you speak truth to?...

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To all the members of PoetrySoup This is a poem for all in the group I'm glad I joined, loved it since day one And reading the poems is plenty of fun Thanks for all comments and thoughts you share It feels good when I see a new comment there I want to get to know as much as I can About...

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POETRY IS OUR NAUTURE N' STRIDE,(LIFE..) TO LET GO!! EACH PEN STROKES A UNIQUE *POWER* VIBRANTLY BLASTED COULOR: EN~SYNCED WORDS, JUST DIFFRENTLY EX* PRESSED..(IMAGINABLE!!) WE STAND ON FIRMED LAND; FULL OF LOVE N' NOT HATE; WE PULE N' LAUGH, BEING SERIOUS OR JOKE AROUND: WE'RE EQUALLY ABANDONED, BUT AGAIN PICKED~UP BY A LOVING HANDED STRANGER IN STRENGTH.... AGAINST...

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I’M FULL THANKS AND DON’T WANT ANY WHORE I am a transient with words unspoken I am a soul who’s been damaged and broken For years I lived someone else’s life Being my son’s little league coach and picking up a drunken wife I’m an unrighteous man who’s weary and far too tired And cannot find my way out of the...

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