Illegitimate ChildI was born in absence—
not just of a father,
but of the myth of one.
Raised by silence,
I searched for manhood
in shadows and wounds.
My name is Oedipus rewritten—
not in fate,
but in affection never given.
My sister wears men like seasons,
because no one taught her
what protection felt like.
A home is soul-architecture:
a mother to nurture,
a father to protect.
Remove one—
the child...
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Categories:
my child, character, child, childhood, children,
Form: Free verse
Shirley Temple RoundelComeback-Shirley, starting early,
I'm the sparkle that teases night.
Worship, the Madonna baby!
Comeback-Shirley
Foam hair curlers set loose coils tight.
Strawberry cheeks, fans wish to see.
Appearances, tilt the glass right.
Put your sugar bowl out, missy.
The world shall call you its sunlight.
Stolen cradle, aren't you in glee?
Comeback-Shirley...
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Categories:
my child, celebrity, child, childhood, history,
Form: Roundel
VioletI'm learning to have the nurture of a woman because of you
I thank my sister for bringing a vibrant flower into this world
I see more color start to hue.
Having a little sidekick, another little sister
You're silly and ready to go
You act like you can take over the world
Violet, I hope you see...
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Categories:
my child, angel, appreciation, best friend,
Form: Free verse
Bipolar 2I'm secretly
a genius, trouble
is, I'm the only
one who knows
about it.
I'm much too
shy to show it,
and I'm much
too mad to keep
it constant.
I'm either busy
laying in my bed,
missing out.
Or overworking
myself to the point
of exhaustion.
There's no
in-between.
And that,
my friends,
is...
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Categories:
my child, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
The Child Won't Paint"He won’t paint", cried out the Father
suspecting a flame of genius
in the toddler’s eyes.
The painterly parent bought paper, acrylics,
oils, brushes, chalks, and crayons,
not even a finger painting emerged.
The child steadfastly refused to paint.
The father pleaded:
“For the glory of God why not paint!”
His offspring only turned away
to suck a thumb.
Months past…years.
The child grew to be a...
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Categories:
my child, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Folded PromiseShe wears rainbows in her almond curls
and paints her eyelids with green swirls.
Her cheeks blush with innocent pearls
Soft as her favourite fruit- strawberries.
Mascara wand in her fingers casts spells on me
her gaze a flicker between play and mystery.
She tangles the bedsheets,
Spills glitter on pillows,
pouts for the mirror,
practices smiles and chuckles
All a rehearsal for...
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Categories:
my child, child, daughter, dream,
Form: Free verse
The Gaza’s Stolen ChildhoodEvery forty-five minutes, thirty children vanish—
not into memory, but into blood and rubble.
The soil of Gaza drinks the tears of mothers,
while those in power sip wine behind closed doors.
This is not war.
It is business—
and crime is its most profitable currency.
Why should we entrust justice to those who profit from injustice?
Why should we plead with architects...
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Categories:
my child, betrayal, child, child abuse,
Form: Free verse
The Family TreeA tree’s roots are meant to keep it nurtured,?
resilient.?
But mine only malnourished
and betrayed me.
They say family is everything:?
the blood in your veins,?
the roots of your DNA,?
the people who make you who you are.?
But mine only neglected me?
emotionally,?
physically,?
and mentally.?
Some even manipulated me?
in ways no child should ever understand.
Instead of feeding and caring for me,?
my family...
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Categories:
my child, abuse, child, deep,
Form: Free verse
Dear God - I'm HeartbrokenI remember when I got them
They were only five days old
Their lips were big, and their eyes were small
And their tails were Orangie/gold
I used to feed them twice a day
Once in the morning and once at night
And when it was time for them to go to bed
I would turn...
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Categories:
my child, child, fish, girl,
Form: Rhyme
Kaleidoscopic ChildLet a child’s gleaming face
be that kaleidoscope,
of blue sea pearl ripples,
spreading green tides of hope,
to dry land hearts in drought
needing tot’s tears to cope...
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Categories:
my child, care, child, emotions, environment,
Form: Verse
Not So SupermanYou left your seed
You just walked away from your child
To climb to the mountain top
Is your head stuck in the clouds
You left your gift from GOD
And you never turned back around
To check for a pulse
Or to see if a heartbeat could be found
...
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Categories:
my child, child,
Form: Rhyme
No Gentle HandsThe master cracks his whip
across the horse’s trembling flank,
pushing the beast to its limits
until the wildness snaps and the horse reacts,
a flurry of chaos beneath the sting.
When silence falls, the master
believes the animal has learned,
believes the wounds are healed.
He reaches out with clean hands,
petting the horse's weary muzzle,
his fingers gentle, but not soft enough.
The horse,...
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Categories:
my child, abuse, analogy, animal, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
Betrayal of The SunThere was a time
when you stood at the center of my sky,
and I, small, humble,
gazed upward in awe,
letting your brilliance shape my world.
Every word you spoke carved meaning into silence,
every gesture gave weight to the air.
I was nothing
but a shadow you cast,
grateful for the light.
But I see now
what I could not see then—
the sun blinds...
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Categories:
my child, absence, anger, betrayal, child
Form: Free verse
poof and the pain is goneWho takes brain hits diabolic?
The child of an alcoholic!
With the mind’s botox
Pain’s now in a box
Not flummoxed the kid can frolic
...
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Categories:
my child, addiction, child abuse, children,
Form: Limerick
TrustHow can True trust Faith when lies begin to escape,
You are the reason why I hide my face with a Smile or a Cape,
Because I can't forget what you Took and what you keep Taking,
My Heart keeps on breaking daily, that is why I am Inhaling,
These Drugs I Breath,
I just can't Believe,
Life is full of...
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Categories:
my child, abuse, addiction, butterfly, child
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Specific Types of My Child Poems
Definition | What is My Child in Poetry?