My Children Poems | Examples of My Children Poetry

On a sunny day Right in my parlour Laying on the couch I was going through my phone Then I paused for a moment Because of the sound of our wall clock. The time keeps ticking Every second You see how busy nature is Why sitting without labouring? Don't choose comfort At the age of labour Then you...

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Been around the world seen some strange sights in my time and looking back my favourite is a roadway sign of yellow and black viewed in the U.S.A. which read (intellectually challenged?) 'SLOW CHILDREN AT PLAY' ...

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i remember being a child longing for someone to hear my scream a scream i never screamed a cry i never cried feeling like i was the only one with eyes wishing someone was wise enough to see what was happening begging someone to realize how broken my lonely heart really was...

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A tree birthed in girl's heart behind the window Wherever, however, old Aspens are made — And God was in green's time, Christ coming in gold. The solo leaf that before my look just swayed — She dropped in the dark, though would her lost life grow. While at Autumn's end, I remember her shade — Tree limbs...

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It was a funeral for myself And I still haven't buried her yet The sky opened up and released its anger Rained down in grief and sadness The only other witness to her multiple deaths The world built her to break It was too late to save her For she was now unrecognisable In a casket crafted from pain...

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When you're hot I mean when you start Glowing or winning Instead of them to flow They start looking for faults Bringing the past you've outgrown to shine Just to bring you down Stay strong, so they won't think their plots or plans have been manifested. When you're happy They'll do anything To make you bored Just to see you...

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Be Told What worth a thousand Can't be attained with hundreds To know the degree You must measure To get to the top of a tree You have to climb it. Stay bold If you're working on it It will surely work out When you give it your all There must be an outcome Even if not immediately but it's certain. Take...

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I've seen it all Very crystal clear How people Judge and condemn What they don't understand or can't control. I've seen it all Without a blurry vision How people spit at you When you hit the rock bottom. I've seen it all The support is small When you're building But very massive When you start winning. I've seen it all I keep contemplating...

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I 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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If you want to go far in life Reduce your circle The people you share your dreams with It's not about numbers, but loyalty Make a long table, helping others So you can be stable When ever you're not capable So you'll be able, to get where you want to be. If you want to be Liked by people Start...

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There are two vital gifts we can give our children… two important things…. The first would be to give them roots… the second would be wings. The roots we give them grow out of love and acceptance… and knowing, when needed, you will always be nearby… Their wings they get when we help them believe in themselves and give them confidence to...

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Every tribe, a savior That's why we have Different religion Every person, a choice That's why everyone Has who they endowed. Every time or season Someone is risen Base on some reasons To liberate his or her people So they don't live in bondages Suffering from past ancestral mistakes. If you don't wake up You'll always initiate Break ups Because...

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Autumn leaves fall slow a child's questions left hanging in digital silence. My fingers trace letters that will not hold still b becomes d was becomes saw help becomes nothing. The maple outside my bedroom window drops one red leaf, then another, marking time the old way. Mom's phone buzzes: Car arriving in 3 minutes Pizza en route Package delivered. But no alert sounds for the moment understanding slips away from me. No GPS tracks the distance between what I know and what I need to...

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There used to be a time I can still remember when but times have changed they're not the same we have to roll the rock turn back the clock things are going wrong something's gone astray the streets are yours and mine let's make them safe for kids to play the good old days do you still remember then those days are...

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Every 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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