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Details | Senryu | Not To Be long haired blue eyed doll in a shop window displayed the child yearned for it the mother noticed her face showed melancholy not enough money the big doll stays put she took her sad child by hand looking back crying at home she daydreamed the mother baked her a cake the girl smiled and ate

Details | Free verse | Remembering Mom Mom is one who first understood the reason of your cry Mom is one who first knew how to calm you after cry Mom now that you are no more I have stopped crying Tears other construe as weakness I have stopped correcting them Tears now I direct inwards as in soul you reside Mom you still calm me when drop touches you inside Mom with you in me how can I ever be weak? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (c) Dr Hitendra Mehta, India

Details | Lyric | For Mom MOM Mom, I'm crying tears for you, for you Not a day goes by, I'm lonely and blue I know I can feel you are my guiding angel As years go by I can still hear you sing, Now I'm also singing how far is heaven These tears are flowing so freely, freely I want to see my momma so she can; hold me forever till we are singing As we're both wrapped in God's blessed wings, As we're both wrapped in God's blessed wings Now I'm singing how far is heaven How far is heaven, mom I need you too. 04/24/2016

Details | I do not know? | A Woman Called Mother What is there to say about a woman, who takes care of you when you are sick? Who cries with you when you are kicked from little league? A woman who can balance the world on her shoulders and still have time; to take you to football practices. Mother is there. Mother is there when you receive your first real kiss. Mother is around when you are heartbroken when the love of your life breaks your heart. Mother is there crying at your wedding; Mother is around when she becomes a grandmother. Mother is here when you need here the most.

Details | Sonnet | Temporary Home They’ve traveled from one house to another. Some may say they’re strong enough to go on Without a woman to call their mother. Attachment is pointless, soon to be gone. Another house that will never be home. Little children crying themselves to sleep, wondering where they will be next to roam. All they can do is to hope and to weep. Will they love me enough now, I wonder. Shall I go away or shall I stay here? At night, I can still hear the loud thunder of his footsteps drawing so very near. Though I may never find my one true home, For love, I’ve found- I’m no longer alone.

Details | Lyric | Hurting Once Again Lord, you know that I've been hurting. Momma says it's growing pains. Oh, you know that I've been hurting Momma says it's growing pains. Here I am a hurting, yes I'm hurting once again. Well, I've been down to the river; Lord, I went down there feeling fine. Yes, I went down to the river; Lawd, I went down there feeling fine. But before I knew it, I was sitting there a crying. Momma. said,"It just ain't easy. Life's not always what it seems. Momma said, "It just ain't easy. Life's not always what it seems. She said, 'You're just a poor girl with some crazy, mixed-up dreams'.'

Details | Rhyme | I'm just like my mum How can I thank my mum enough? Mym mum she made me whole, The one who carried me gave me life, the forming of y soul. My mum she tucked me in at night, wiped tears when I was crying, Mum made such sacrifices, never gave up and kept on trying. How can I ever thank my mum her heart her sweat and tears, always there to comfort me taking away my fears. Mum if you stand before me now and see what I've become, it's like looking in the mirror because I'm just like my mum. You gave me courage you gave me strength and reasons to go on, the reason I am who I am today is thanks to my precious mum.

Details | Light Verse | My Greatest Blessing My life my daughter The most cherished moment is, when I first saw you crying, with a chubby pinkish face Now you are just four year old Still remember when , you first kicked your first crying your first rolling over you sitting up first time standing up for the first time your first walk you first called me ‘Amma’ your constant learning, achieving every milestone Everyday spend with you , will be in my heart forever As a mother I’ll watch you grow, chasing your dream I believe you Fly high my child Always Mom is with you You are my strength,my pillar & my greatest blessing !

Details | Rhyme | Jasmine JASMINE We have had our ups, we have had our downs Back and forths and all arounds. We yelled at each other, both thought we were right Once we even had a fist fight Both made mistakes, but thats in the past. You've grown up so beautiful, seems way too fast. You deserve a man that has more respect. I am your mother, your mine to protect. When you called and I answered the phone, I was worried when I heard your tone. Sounded like you had been crying I asked if he hit you...I knew you were lying. You got so defensive and ended the call. I threw the phone and started to bawl. I taught you to always be strong Even when others think that your wrong I will stand by your side with decisions you make. Because I love you, even after the last breath I take.

Details | Free verse | Jesus Lessons JESUS LESSONS When I was little I would cry out to my mama ‘Bout skinned up knees things unfair Up on her lap I’d find my comfort, Learned my first Jesus lessons there. She would tell me Remember that your Father loves you, He walks beside you every day. Turn your face to His glory When everything’s not going your way. The enemy is out to get you, The enemy, he wants your soul Listen Baby, to your mama’s warning Don’t forget who’s in control. Jesus is in control. A little older, I still cried out to my mama ‘Bout fights with friends who done me wrong She’d hold me tight, listen to my drama And remind me that only with Him am I strong. All grown up, still crying to my mama ‘Bout broken hearts and bygone dreams, She’d listen kindly, with eyes full of love Gently reminding me that only Jesus redeems.

Details | Couplet | I Have Missed Them When Jack, my loving dog was killed, I was eleven. Thirteen at my father's demise; So much changed after that When I was twenty four, grandma died, leaving me crying. And twenty five years later, my mother departed this world. 11042017 PS Contest, 8-Line Poem, Rick Parise 5-worded lines

Details | Prose | A Really Big Day It was a really big day; all was going smoothly. Until the mommy brought her six year old daughter to me. The child was inconsolable, crying hysterically, hiccup-crying. "We saw my brother's car beside the interstate on the way in," the woman said. I said to my daughter, "That's your uncle Gary's car!" There were onlookers, but no police yet. "We got out to see," she said. "Gary was lying in the grass, dead." The child's crying got louder. "You'll have to calm her down," she told me. "I've got lots to do." I suggested maybe they should spend the day together. Received an exasperated sigh. "You're the counselor," she said. "That's your job!" The child held on tightly, wailing. The principal came to help. She made the same suggestion I had made. "This is your job!" she told us as she pried herself away from the keening child. It was a really big day.

Details | Dramatic Verse | I Love a Lesbian I've loved her, Since the beginning of time. Whether we're laughing or crying, happy with each other, or MAD, but still trying. It changes NOTHING! I am her's, and she... She is mine. And, I guess that means, that at this very moment, I can finally admit, that I love a lesbian. From the tip top, of a cut that's cropped, to the bottoms of her booted feet. Whether this is a phase, or a fait en complete... It...Changes...NOTHING! I am her's, and she... She is mine. Our blood intertwined... Our spirits aligned... Our hearts refined... Our destinies designed... And, no matter, if she chose this, or if it was chosen for her, I...AM...HER'S. And, she... SHE...IS...MINE! Our bond, can never be maligned. And, I guess that means... Yes! That's what it means! It means that I love my daughter, Sooooooo, that means...that I love a lesbian.

Details | Blank verse | They Call Me Baby Here I am just new here Everything looks strange Even the language unfamiliar I can't even keep my steps I have been in dark world It had been years I guess Not sure arithmetic not yet gained All I know it had been long I don't really understand I received a heavy pat on my back At my very arrival I don't know what for I guess an welcoming gesture When i was crying Everybody was laughing I can't comprehend though What was funny about my pain? She put me in her arms It was so warm She gave me food It was so delicious Others are coming to see me With excitement on their faces They seems to be showering gifts I don't know what is big deal about me I don't like some gazes though I am so afraid of them In their arms not feeling safe Am I just being naive? But her she is the only person I can truly trust She gives me food she keeps me warm It is rare to cry in her arms

Details | Blank verse | Hinged Hinged I flew across the border, with my wings spread wide Fear, tear and blood - was all I saw. A little one of four clenched her fist, she held a flower her mother kissed. There was anger in her eyes, said she hated how her mother lies. She hated how they have to hide - hide from them I saw them - fighting - again. A war that caused so much of pain! There were screams - of people dying, and of many new born crying. Thunderous sounds of swords swinging in the air cutting through peoples' neck, head and elsewhere. With her clenched hands she toddled towards safety, asking me to come. I was disguised, and appeared glum. The little girl was shot - right through her heart - right in front of my motherly eyes. I was impuissant, I could not even touch her. I heavily watched her bite the dust. I was hinged to my illusory grave on the battleground - where now, my little one will also be found.

Details | Rhyme | Diamonds In Your Eyes "There's a diamond in the sky, there's a distant falling star, And a diamond's remnants fly o'er the silent land afar. All the world is softly sleeping and I find you here alone, Tell me, child, why you're weeping, why you're out here on your own. "I see diamonds in your eyes slipping down a silver trace, And a diamond's remnants lie, making sparkles on your face; All these diamonds formed of sadness I will gently brush away, Hoping diamonds formed of gladness in your eyes will come to stay." "When the wind is sobbing by and it's crying in the night, When I hear its mournful sigh then I close my eyelids tight, For I hear the distant voices of my sister and my dad, And I think of all the places we have gone and times we had." "Little girl, I cannot say why it was that things were so, But whatever comes our way, I hope you will always know That I too am softly weeping, and my heart is torn in two; Come, if I'm awake or sleeping, I will love and comfort you." {Written by Isaiah Zerbst}

Details | Ballad | Mother's Tea Slowly, methodically she sipped the piping hot tea from the delicate, china cup Looking around the table, at the smiling faces, so full of love, and wisdom, drinking it up. Every age of life represented in those smiles Some new, some wizened, others starting to show the lifetime miles. Looking into eyes so much like her own She knew she would never be alone. Years may pass quickly as time flies But she will always have those beloved memories to guide her by. Allowed to join that sacred club and wear its tear-soaked badges with pride Not even close to being prepared for that terrifying, yet joy-filled ride. Motherhood: With nothing but words to live by and mother’s intuition, Old wives tales and superstition These women have raised generations. Loving, guiding, Sharing, abiding Living, laughing, crying, screaming Sighing, fighting Cooking, dreaming. Blessed child brings them together, Three generations bound by love and tea Three separate women bound by the ties of family.

Details | I do not know? | Baby Girl Your crying, While im frustrated, Its not you that I'm mad at, Its not the movie I'm mad at.. Honestly its nothing, But its something to work me up. Its been a long day, Work wasn't great, My boss isn't the brightest, Money seems never enough, Your dad walked out.. That's something I'll tell you in the future... I'm sorry baby don't cry, I didn't mean to get mad, I pay for things and then have nothing left, I have a job but no energy to do it, I miss being with you all day everyday, My schooling isn't fast enough, Mommy's car is making me worry, I need a new job, car and a new place for us...oh many struggles that you don't know, I smile because I don't want you see me broken, I love you more so you don't see my loneliness, I stay calm so you don't know my stress... I didn't mean for you to see my breaking point, I didn't mean for you to see my tears, I didn't mean for you to see how weak I can get... Baby girl I love you more then anything, I promise one day all our dreams will come true.

Details | Rhyme | Darcy Eyes wide, beady blue. With skin of silk, pink and new. A pea-sized gift, oh how you grew. You know me, and I know You. Dimpled cheeks and Puckered lips, Glossy hair so dark and thick. The littlest chin curved into a dip. The Lobes of your ears sit neat and dinky, I inhale your scent, so fresh and pure, I watch as you sleep and so peacefully snore. I know now for sure; that motherhood is what I was made for. Finding my purpose to take care of you, A life fulfilled to my core. Hello, Daughter whose name is Darcy. Welcome to our family, we all will treasure, You will be loved endlessly, such a love without measure. It will almost be time we head home. Two sisters await and sit excitedly together. Meeting each other for the first time ever is a moment I will cherish and remember forever. Looking up at your mum, please feel no fear, as the sniffling tears you see and the crying you hear, are simply ones of joy that you are finally here.

Details | Free verse | Welcome On October 14th, 2002 At 6:34 in South Hampton, New York A tiny baby girl Brand new and alive Enters the world For the very first time Her little face pure and sweet Curious eyes wander Searching for answers Soon to be revealed The mother Crying tears of joy Looks at her baby Her child Her creation The love of her life The father Anxious and excited Waits for his wife and child Unaware of what is in store Tick! Tock! Of the clock on the wall Waiting to see her face At long last the reunion begins A mother and daughter lock eyes Love sparks A shimmer glistens in the baby’s eyes Years have been taken Hours have been waited And finally Their baby is born After months of medicine Of Canadian and American family Youngest in one Oldest in another A new baby is born Another branch in the endless tree Soon to blossom In the years to come Isabella Grace Greenberg Belle for short Jewish and Christian American and Canadian Absolutely original And everything in between

Details | Free verse | No Other Call No other call, could bring in more love, Through a baby’s crying tears, than a mother. No other call, could erase with ease, A child’s first manifesting fears. No other call, could give confidence, To the growing young, as a righteous mother, For she is a special breed, endowed by God, to fill all needs. She loves the call she’s been given. Mothers are given special wisdom in love. It comes to them, in lieu of who they really are. Daughters, who are the balance of God’s nurturing glory, Fulfilling His eternal works of art. No other call could be so great, As to give life for another. And yet, the closest I know of, Is the sacred call of mother. They stand fast and strong, Against the cowardly wrong. Living what they know brings, Love and peace, to divine beings. When the stakes are high, And the road so long, They hold on faithful, Until the family’s wolf is gone. I give credit, love and gratitude, To my mother, who’s lived her life like Christ. She did as was asked of her, And is still our shining pillar.

Details | Free verse | The Marvel Legacy I don't know when it happened, But on that day it changed everything. I realized I had hours missing. I woke up in the morning and, I have bruise's and cuts over my body. I don't remember anything that happened. I went into spy alert. I had to find out what was happened. I had strange thoughts and ideas, That didn't make sense, Nothing seem to fit. So I set the alarm and went to bed. I awake in the morning, Relieved the alarm is still set, Yet, more bruises and a deep cut. I rewind the camera. I just stare into the camera, Not believing anything that I'm seeing. Then in a lightning flash, I am in a shiny suit as I see a man, Who stands before me. Sergeant Marvel, Are you ready? Your mother is waiting. I fall on the bed sitting unable to speak. I continue staring as I see, Myself and this man disappear. I start yelling " Was someone, Gonna tell me, I have a Mother and, I'm the daughter of Captain Marvel." She appears in front of me, With tears in her eyes, She tells me I wanted to protect. This is why we're training you. I could not lose you, Cassie. I run into my Mom's arms , crying. I'll never let you go, Cassie. I will protect you until your ready.

Details | Narrative | Red Little Red was riding all alone but she lost her way back home Sweet Mommy, ready with her jam and pancakes waited for her dear Little Red all day but where did she go? where did she go? that night was starless and the wind was blowing so cold Sweet mommy got so worried so she called up Little Red on the phone and asked the little brat where did she go "mommy dont worry, please be calm", she answered "i'm here at the city to hang out. got a new baby, and by the way, grandma's ok, the wolf is dead I'll be fine. i promise... I'll be home at ten" So Sweet mommy stayed awake waiting for her dear Little Red But no Little Red came at ten "that stubborn brat...", sweet mommy said Again she called up Little Red but the daughter's phone was unattended It was already past eleven "tomorrow, she'll have a good beating..." the mother said It was past twelve already when Sweet Mommy's phone rang It was Little Red with a trembling voice crying to her out loud "Mommy, mommy...i'm so scared...please pray! My baby's drunk and our car lost its brake Mommy, i'm so sorry for what i've done and said Mommy, mommy...I Love you...Oh shit!!!"..then the phone was dead That night was starless The wind was so cold Where's Little Red now? Nobody knows.

Details | Free verse | My Name You call me everything but my name. Ungrateful because I asked for you to fix my phone after you had just finished paying for the shattered screen of my old phone. Aggressive due to that one time that I shattered the whole entire mirror wall of the bathroom and broke the sink. Inconsiderate whenever I turn on the shower, not to shower but to soak in the heat through my skin. Bone-idle for all the times that I have woken up and went back to sleep for the whole day. Callous because I do not like hugs and I am uncomfortable with the phrase "I love you." Cantankerous due to all the times in which I have exploded on people for no reason. You called me a piece of trash. Within a few years you found out that I as crying myself to sleep while blood seeped through my sweater sleeves. In that same year, we both found out that I am bipolar, depressed, and filled to the brim with anxiety. You called me a disappointment. Since I did not have a voice then, I took pen and paper. I have finally found my voice. I am not ungrateful, aggressive, inconsiderate, bone-idle, cantankerous, or a piece of trash. In fact I am far from any of those words. I am bright, creative, determined, friendly, independent, and reliable. But best of all, I am not a disappointment. I am Megan.

Details | Free verse | Love I hate packing suitcases It reminds me of when mama left She hastily packed her suitcase Just before she quit the door, she looked at me As though she was going to grasp me with her My watery eyes, trembling to fall down My throat burned with anger Longing for her sanctified adoration "You are going to be well, love," said she Turned the other way Banging the door behind her I must have made her that angry Destructive than the door she bunged I slept in my bed for days long, nights long Crying for my dear mother, I was sorry that she bore me torment Or did I? She returned not after long years but grey and fray She met the woman that the child girl raised A powerful mind, an alluring woman. They talk of thousand safaris Souvenir tourists must have bliss Mine was an expedition off hell Of a broken child and relic battling to birth the woman. "Hello, love," said she broking down I looked at her, a rugged person in need of love Since my mother died on that day, she left recklessly I sheltered her in care; she deserved nought Universal bidding, pine and call on my palms The rest of her regretful life was bitter herb to swallow I taught her to be grateful, not regretful I watch her die for the second time This time, I have been so full.