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she gave
I treasure

when I check the time
and see the diamonds on
bezel and dial, I smile

“her love stays with me all the time” 

My Mother Died

my mother died,
i was to die with her.
that was the pact, you see,
my dad & i made together.

while my mother died,
i never left her side;
over & over calling her name ,
hoping to send a spark to the flame.

but still my mother died.
now i'm naught but a shell;
because the day my mother died
i cursed my soul

To the mother they stole

To my mama they stole,

I dont blame you for what was done
You sacrificed your life for my childhood
You fought for my right of innocence 
You spoke so I could have freedom

It's not your fault
You were just born black
I'm not old enough to understand why
But i do understand your love
I feel it even in your absence

The Knife Behind My Back

Everything I do is for you forever and always not because I love you but because I'm constantly walking on eggshells waiting for the other shoe to drop just for you.

A Busy Mom

Every day is Mother’s Day
we clean, we cook, we sew,
costumes, for kids dress up play
then out to sport we go.
Cricket, swimming, basketball,
gymnastics, ballet too,
soothe away their tummy aches
as mums, that’s what we do.
Get up early, pack their lunch
then send them to their schools,
spick and span with polished shoes
to ensure they learn the rules.
Make their beds,

Mom

You say you hate him but you won’t escape him. You give me anxiety that I can not flee, you create toxicity and you let it capture me all so he can thrive.

calling all moms

vomit on the stairs
a qualmish situation
where is a mother

Happy Birthday, Mom - Part XIII

When I learned how sick you became, I knew I had to pray.
If you hadn't died, we'd be celebrating your 77th birthday.
You are the reason why I exist.
You certainly have been missed.

You were born on the side of the road because the ambulance broke down.
You were my mother and I would be happier if you

The Precious Jewels

By Poet "Great memories are the best kind to have but some memories bring a waterfall of tears." 

all little girls like to play dress up
mom had great hats, bags and pearls
her pretty white pearl necklace was long
    around my neck
    hitting my knees
her floppy hats were very colorful
the

Was it tuna?

The world in black and blue,
no visible outline, the colors 
blur. Headlights bright red,
and the people covered
in smoke as I stand in the back-
alley surrounded by old graffiti  
stains and a half eaten tuna fish
sandwich. The alley cats
devour the carcass leaving
the bones and eyes behind.
I look at the eyes and I see  
my

W S Rendra translation of 'Hai Ma' or 'Hi Mom'

My English translation of "Hai Ma" by W. S. Rendra, a son to his mother and soulmate.

HAI MA ("HI MOM")
by W. S. Rendra
translation by Michael R. Burch

for Zeelhan Zahraa

Mom,
It's not death that disheartens my heart
but a lifeless life, a life unlived
because life loses its power and nature.
There are nights when I walk these corridors
with nowhere

Before my mom gave me birth

I’ve known my mother 
since before I had a shape,
when my soul — a seed of silent stars,
was still searching for its furrow.

I was an imperceptible vibration,
a faint flicker in the chasm 
between being and not-being,
and she — the only soil
where I could take root.

She never promised 
time would be gentle,
but 
she gave me her

silencio

When I’m not tapped into a music stream.

I like quiet
no - let’s be exact,
I like silence
ear plugs in - deafening quiet
or better yet, noise cancelled anti-sound
That’s relatively new technology
My mom mentioned new studies suggest it may rewire things
gray matter wise, you know, behind the eyes
like the patterns sound forms in sand.

But if you’re going to

Those We Love

"Those we love don't go away they walk beside us every day" 

Years may come and years may go 
still the memory of her scent still flows  
"I'm praying in an angel, just for you" 
she'd say then whisper, "I love you" 

Echoes of her love still stir in me  
beneath the silent

Why Is Child Heartbroken

"The pen must go where the pen wants to go. Today it went down Heartbroken Lane." By Poet

The day came in with a great start
but is going out with a broken part.
With a child's loving and young heart,
it must take a very painful dart.
today I lost my furry best friend,
in life guess some things have

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