When a household is fatherless
desperation drips from weathered eaves
the children tend to grow wild as weeds
slipping from rambunctious into mischievous..
People dismiss it as a faze-to be outgrown in time
but it often cascades into crime after crime
they do a little bit of time after time
years slipping by into the bin of wasted lives.
My country is much like a fatherless household.
Categories:
fatherless, city,
Form: Free verse
A young lady was wickedly chased
by a man with intentions not holy.
Though once so incredibly chaste,
her innocence now was not wholly.
He cleverly seduced with a carrot,
this man; self-described as a colonel,
a ring with a diamond, one carat;
the truth of that; not one kernel.
He embraced her, enticed her to cede,
on the grass in the soft morning dew
he knowingly buried his seed;
she, sadly, knew not, what later was due.
Now, while lying alone in her berth,
as her ship slowly rounded the bouy
this lonely young girl gave birth
to an innocent fatherless boy.
Homophone Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Hat Bueckert
Date wrote: 12th October 2022
Categories:
fatherless, betrayal, lust,
Form: Rhyme
I don’t think Mrs. Claus is at all happy
When some little children have no pappy
They are so hungry at night
After they turn out the light
It's so hard for them to take a nappy.
written December 23, 2021
Categories:
fatherless, child abuse, childhood, father,
Form: Limerick
I'M FATHER-LESS
Hear my cry
See a tear from my eye
Everyday I look up in the sky
Then a big question comes WHY
In my heart I'm sad
In my mind I'm mad
If someone asks where's your dad
I feel bad
Sometimes can't even say this word out DEAD
I was only ten
I was completely young then
I was already expected to learn
Not to cry and be a man.
How is that fair
I was just a child who still carried a teddy bear
But still I was told to grow
Some people don't completely know
Stress and pain we undergo
But it is fine like a river I'll continue to flow
Even though;
I'M FATHER-LESS.
PoeticMonwa
Categories:
fatherless, father, heartbroken, sad,
Form: Rhyme
My shelter from the storm
My Fountain in the wilderness
My Refuge and my Rock
High King of love, God of all grace
You have become my hiding place
My ever faithful God
A Lover to the loveless
Defender of the weak
The Healer of all brokenness
Restorer of my dreams
High King of love, God of all grace
My Comfort and my Peace
My Substitute, my Sacrifice
My perfect, spotless Lamb
You have become all in all
My risen Lord, my Gift of life
My Saviour and my Friend
High King of love, God of all grace
Perfect in power, and strong to save
You're my God, my Glory
You have become my righteousness
A humble Father to the motherless
A kind Father to the fatherless
You're my saviour, unchangeable Father.
Categories:
fatherless, adventure, america, angel,
Form: Name
With every cold defeat
of the human spirit
The answers move deeper
within the polar arc
Victim to its wanton roaming
and endless chill
Questions left to wander,
—fatherless and alone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2013)
Categories:
fatherless, voyage,
Form: Free verse
Fatherless
Faded pictures and moments of disguise. Wanting only the skies limit, for these words may appear to be quite timid, but where are you? Pursue the pursuit of happiness, of just being one in life. Joy filled days and nights of all we could share. Is it fair, when no one is there? When there is nothing, to do but stare out into the wilderness, and in vision such a place, where you stood. The strength that was given to you, but it abandons you when it comes to us. Lost in a system of hopes and dreams. Wanting to be wanted, yet no one seems to understand. Braved it all alone, as the wind shatters, these tears for all to see. Calling out your name. Not in vain, as so many may claim. Insanity it could be, but the hope still remains. Dangerously close to the edge, of this unknown cyclone of feelings, dealing away the pain. These house of cards have falling. Stalling as the storm urges on. Father were have you gone?
Darius Howard
Categories:
fatherless, absence, birth, children, conflict,
Form: Light Verse
Fatherless inheritance
Passed on through generations
As my father had a father
Taken from a bullet
Such engraved his name
That engraved his ability
To translate the love he forgot
Through a remorse in loss
He died to
Forgetting the ones my mother birthed
And so I forgot before I ever got
The love of my father
Choosing a powdered remedy
With suicidal tendency's
He passed to me
So I gave to them
A father whom had a father
To cowardly to fill his shoes
So he wore his without socks and sizes small
Creating a stench
Cologne could not disguise
As I see our son grow
Wanting to do all he can to fill his shoes
Unrealized there warn of sole
This cycle has to be broken
Categories:
fatherless, death, father, hurt, loss,
Form: Free verse
Shame was simply seen after two fuse in.
Father! I called aloud for heaven's sake.
Sorrowed tears adhere to path with no chain.
Born days passed and shared were chocolate cakes.
Mounts couldn't reply, then anger aroused.
More often, callous is that agony.
Little one grew up with one special need.
Joy crushed in pieces from the balcony.
Perhaps no connection from the voices,
Nor dainty affinity living him.
Now antagonism is little one's choice
Because of daddy's tiny common whim.
Amazingly pen's ink rinsed confussion.
Amazingly Mom's love showed impression.
Categories:
fatherless, absence, anger, confusion, father,
Form: Sonnet
There are times I have felt so alone in this world.
A feeling that's been embedded in me since I was a young, young girl.
Now I gravitate to the brightness in every situation.
Even now as I have a fatherless newborn son.
I look into his eyes and never want to feel like I failed him.
Although a relationship with his father is probably very grim.
I will do my best to fill every void in my sons precious childhood.
do all the things a father should.
From how to be a gentleman,
To which sports teams he should be a loyal fan.
Especially how to be a man of his word.
To draw lines in his life and not allow the lines to get blurred.
Being accountable for his actions in all that he does.
Because as a man you'll only be know for what your legacy once was.
So do right by people and set a high standard for you to live by.
So one day everyone can say that was one hell of a guy.
Written by Dawn Pulido
Categories:
fatherless, absence, baby, birth, childhood,
Form: I do not know?
He told me “tell my son his father was a good man”, over and over.
He believed so I believed that the warmth of his last request would keep our hearts full until we
all meet again.
I hope heaven treats him kind; one of a kind that man.
On earth he was in mint condition; crisp as his shirt collar and smooth as silk sheets.
The only man of my dreams now exists there eternally.
In reality, my son’s much too young to know of death’s calling.
Besides, law abiding citizens shouldn't meet such misfortunes while the rest of the world frolics
in ungratefulness
Still as the world turns I will raise my fatherless child.
Categories:
fatherless, child, death, grief, heartbroken,
Form: I do not know?
Being a Man doesn't mean you just are financially able to support you and your Woman (or has that tradition died too?)
Being a Man doesn't mean, because you are a Man then therefore by default you posses all the authority in the household.
Being a Man doesn't mean your Woman has to respect you, especially if you lack the respect for yourself... because if your not living right what Man would?
Being a Man is being that backbone for your women, Being there emotionally to support, inspire, motivate and most importantly love her through the high and low peaks.
A Man wants to Build a home with a Woman not just because she is sexy and she can physically please him.
The choice is made due to her ability to motivate, inspire, love and requires respect that she is a Women and not anything less.
Being a man is understanding the game we call life and wisely navigating through its maze, because he is not only living for himself.
A Real Man will cross paths with a Real Women not by luck but by faith.
We need Real Men and Women instead of all this other garbage pretending to be "grown" circulating our population.
Fun alters over the years, wisdom last for a lifetime.
Categories:
fatherless, absence, change, growth, men,
Form: Imagism
Thought I needed you
Thought you were great
Thought you were going to
be there, but now it's
too late
Hoping and praying you
would get me out that bed
and say there's another way
Come with me I
thought you would say
Baby we family lets
Pray
Lets hold hands lets
share grace
I thought you would be there
Your eyes lied to my face
You love the streets more
than you love me
I lost you to everything
why you never hold me
Sorry to say I don't
won't you in my life I
Made it out OK
I love you but the pain
ends today.
I want a father
Really needed one to
Tell me how beautiful
I was in every way
Cant breathe don't help me
Cause I never felt a warming touch
from my Father
Only from a horny boy
I was scared that having her
I was going to lose you in
Every way but she's here to stay
I'm glad to
cause I was missing that father
piece and she fulfilled it for YOU
She completes me
And that's why a fatherless child
can
STAND TALL
Categories:
fatherless, dedication, sympathy, uplifting, me,
Form: Free verse
It was unfolding of the fear.
The blue sky was falling apart
and filthy brats would lift their shriveled arms
to hold it, for time being.
Something for everyone
to stay in emptiness of a palace:
spiritless, voiceless, unhearing
for the sake of human culture,
A robot was ready to plant a kiss
on your lips and you can be bedded
with a humanoid lover.
Take a break for the dirt on your eyes.
Some saboteur will smuggle the blueprint
of a fusion bomb one day
pure on the glass eye
promising a fatherless generation.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
fatherless, art
Form: I do not know?
Why must you treat me like a trophy?
All these years have espied and you do nothing
I wanted to play basketball
I wanted to throw a football
I wanted to learn about instrumental tools
I also wanted to sing
But guess what?
Through practice and confidence I've succeeded in all my endeavors alone without all your
help
I've become the man i want to be , not the man you ever brought up!
now that im successful and popular among the citizens of Illinois you want to step in.
Thats trash on the sideline , you can pick that up when you get ready but as for me im
moving on serving God despite what you say or do1
Just remember these words that im too good 2 be 4 gotten and that i will make it with or
without your help!!!!!!!!!
Categories:
fatherless, childhoodme,
Form: I do not know?
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