Conflict Mother Daughter Poems | Examples
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Born on the islands that gleam in the sea,
Born in contentment and born to be free,
Raised in your midst with your faults as they be,
Gone is my daughter, sweet Persephone.
And any flower that blooms in any part,
Has bloomed before that in my aching heart.
And she had taught me - what the summer meant;
And in her passing, is my summer spent.
And every tree shall weep its leaves for her;
Nor shall a single petal raise or stir;
Nor shall my barren heart give any ease;
And worthless gods with worthless men shall freeze!
And you who lived so long upon my smile,
Have stole its source, and shall now face my bile!
Killing me will not save you
Saving me will not kill you
Without a choice we’ll be stagnate forever.
We will never get out of this hell by just sitting there.
Now tap on the wall
Scream at me, just once, it's okay I promise.
But you don't save me and you only almost kill me.
Could we just be normal?
Do something to let me know you're not dead inside.
Your silence is deafening
My screaming doesn't make you move
Not even a twitch
Please say something
I don’t care if you hit me
Just let me know you're still in there.
Please mom, just let me know you're still there.
I can’t hold on much longer.
In the moment
When she felt utterly hopeless
When there was no other way out
In the moment of distress
she couldn't keep her wits about
When she tried to do her best
By remembering her loved ones
In the moment of life's biggest test
She finally decided to get her guns
When she planned every detail
to make sure she wouldn't fail
In the moment of heaven or hell
Fate found a way to prevail
When she heard the voices
Tearing her down
In the moment of choices
A saving Grace she had found
She saw her daughter's loving words
She didn't want to disappoint
In the moment a miracle occurred
Life saved, love had made its point
To My Moma Who Always Has My Love
The way you now treat me
sadly composed my plea
for shared love to guide us
with hearts that silence fuss.
I miss the you I knew
and you must miss me, too.
I have loved you since birth -
Mom, must we harm our worth?
You are the longest true love of my life.
You always gave selfless love even through strife.
Somewhere along the way we lost it
and I cry wondering if I could have stopped it.
Just my hindsight saw it all unfold.
For years now it has been more than my heart can hold.
Mentally, your voiced views battered me.
Emotionally, your behaviors shattered me.
We have completely turned from love’s way
so, I dwell sad in past days laid tainted and frayed.
Though no final death scythe ended us,
separation bereavement exists between us.
I search for moves holding love’s right stuff
‘cause I need to show you, Mama, I hurt enough.
i have my mother's eyes
they're on my darker side
when a lover says
you're just like your mother
i can hear them roll
***
Mother to me
is a bittersweet deed
signed in blood
from which
I will never be freed
circa 2007
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For so many years I’ve lived with the shame
Kept it locked in the sullen depths of my soul
He took my virginity; I can’t be held to blame
I was so very young, just an innocent child
when he babysat at night and my body defiled.
He stole my childhood; I can never be whole
You've accused me of lies, bitter vitriolic lies
when I first told you of my uncle’s abuse
I’ll never forget the haunted look in your eyes
when the police officer confirmed it was true.
He confessed there’d been other children too,
you sobbed for not protecting me. It’s of no use
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Meets Nanny
Named Annie
Given treat –
Candy sweet
Mummy cross …
Candy dross!
Happy child
Mummy riled!
Lolly falls
Tommy bawls!
Tacky pants
Mummy rants
Tommy cries
Daddy sighs
Fresh lolly
Tommy jolly
Happy smile
Short while
Chews lolly
Great folly
Awful truth
hurts tooth
Blood pours
Tommy roars
Tears spill
Mouth swill
Tommy yelps
Annie helps
Hides candy
Nanny handy!
Annie sorry
Gives lorry
Tommy plays
Happy phase!
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18/12/17
Sometimes life is like going on burning coal
All your thoughts are about caring for your open wounds
The fire burns, no water to find, not even tears
Fire determines its own direction, it follows the wind
You are lost for words because of betrayal and lies
Piercing in heart as no one can see
And yet you bring your swords and knives
It's not about who win or lose
The coal will one day burn out and the wounds heal
20.10.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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