A crown of thorns it had to be
He cried out in anguish from that tree
No one would listen, no one cared
Then John said brother please be still
Your Father in heaven for you awaits
You mean the world and more to Him
God said for You, My Son, I'll wait
"He shouldn't be doing that."
"You're the only person he's around, so if he's angry it's probably because of you."
"You used to be strong, I told you you were strong. I told you that was good. I think that's gone now."
"He loves you tons, he'd be so sad if you left."
"I'd be so sad if you left."
"Don't lose yourself - if you don't feel like you, you should leave."
"I really hope you guys don't break up. He loves you."
"You guys remind me of his father and I - don't ever break up, you're going to regret it for life."
"He's gotta quit drinking. He wouldn't be like that if it wasn't for the booze."
"I don't know why he would be violent, he didn't grow up in an angry household..."
"Well he didn't learn it from ME."
To My Son, On His Birthday
Today you stand, a year more bold and bright,
A soul so full of wonder, joy, and grace.
Each dawn you chase with laughter and with light,
A universe of love shines in your face.
I’ve watched you grow through seasons vibrant hues,
From tiny hands to dreams too wide to hold.
The world feels kinder just because of you,
A heart so young, yet endlessly so bold.
May every wish you make take flight and soar,
And lead you on to lands both far and grand.
Through every trial, know I’m at your door,
With steady heart and ever-reaching hand.
So blow hard your candles, with all your might;
Entire world is yours, my star, my son, my light.
Dedicated to my son Kartikeya on his bday
Written May 30, 2025
(Sonnet - iambic pentameter
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To My Son, On Your Wedding Day
From the moment I first held you tight,
I knew you’d fill the world with light;
Through scraped-up knees and growing years,
We’ve shared laughter, defied fears.
Now here you stand, both proud and tall,
With love beside you, you’ve found it all;
A partner true, with heart so kind,
A bond so very deep, your souls aligned.
I’ve watched you grow, I’ve watched you strive,
And now you start a brand new life;
Though time has flown, one truth will stay,
My love for you, will never fade away.
Build your days on trust and grace,
Fill your home with warm embrace;
May laughter echo through your walls,
And joy be yours when evening falls.
So go, my son, walk hand in hand,
Together, strong, as love has planned;
And know, through every joy and test,
You’ve made your parents’ heart feel blessed.
Written May 12, 2025
I see you through a smoky haze,
A boy I knew in brighter days,
Your laughter once could light the room—
Now shadows wrap you in their gloom.
Your eyes, once clear, now lost and wide,
Like oceans caught in turning tide.
I reach, but you just slip away,
A ghost who walks in light of day.
You chase a high that leaves you low,
Through midnight streets and bitter snow.
And I, with hands that cannot mend,
Wait up for news I dread to send.
Each call, a breath I cannot take,
Each silence, more than I can fake.
I pray to gods I never knew,
Just for one day to break through.
But know this, son, through all your fall,
Through every broken, tear-stained call—
You are the child I still adore,
No less, not ever, never more.
This fight is yours, but I am near,
With every ache, with every fear.
Though I can’t drag you from this storm,
I’ll keep a light on, safe and warm.
Come home when you are tired and done,
You’ll always be my shining son.
I had a son twenty years
He wasn't like most teens his age
He didn't need many friends and girls
He's choosy though a bit introvert
My boy was born brave and joyful
Past that I know he was secretly sick
Alone, he made his way to heaven
In heaven, he watches over me
At night, I dream his voice and his face
Saying pa don't give up
Two kisses to the sky.
Don’t grow up my son
Because there is nothing in life to be won
The sparkle, wonder and innocence in your eyes
Make me wonder if that’s how the Almighty spies
You see the world as it is, all colourful and happy bright
Once you grow up, all the people including me will tint it with black and white
I don’t know if in life I will give you all
But I will make sure to pick you up whenever you fall
Sometimes when you are far away from my eyes
The pain is so overwhelming that’s the time when even the sky cries
But alas, I want to see you grown up all big and strong
So that I get to know as a father I did nothing wrong
MY SON
In the middle of the City stands a tall gum tree
With a trunk so bright reaching out to Yeah
Jacaranda nearby looking up at me
Yet I stand tall and proud for the world to see
Sun sets on my trunk at the end of the day
Trials Tribulations, I have a lot to say
Don’t mean no harm to come your way
So much to say at the end of the day
I aint no clone I aint no fool
I mean no harm to come to me nor you
Flesh and blood aint no excuse
I need your love not you’re abuse
So hang on tight for time is neigh
So so sad just a wasting away
On your response, I am but waiting
I’m a patient man but time is a fading
Love dad
Mr. Biden pledged his word
so solemn, sincere...
He's just reneged on his pledge
~ so insincere, cavalier
Times have changed
My son was small;
Asked many questions
Answered them all.
I had patience
His friend to be,
Counsellor, guide
Best of my ability.
He oft would say,
“Dad how is this done?
I don’t understand
I feel so dumb.”
“Not to worry my son
As long as dad is alive
I’ll show it to you
You must learn to survive.
Will help every time you fail
It doesn’t matter
You must learn to prevail.
I have patience, son
I love you so much
Mother’s busy in the kitchen
Preparing our lunch.”
Those were times
When deep in work lost,
My son would disturb
With a question he tossed.
I would make it a point
To show he meant more,
Had to give him time
His knowledge to score.
Years fleeted by
He grew up fast,
Now, done the level
To manhood was cast.
Times changed
Tech all advanced,
Phones became smart
With technology enhanced.
Google and AI
Now world ruled,
Answered questions
Which I was not schooled.
Once I asked my son
“How is this done?’
He said to me,
“I had shown it once.
I don’t have the patience
I don’t have the time,
Busy with my thesis
Will show you at nine.”
My son Kevin is a fine young man
With a positive attitude and the motto “yes I can”!
His energy is amazing and there’s no challenge too great
Results oriented like his mom, he’s a winner out the gate
Anything mechanical a piece of cake for gifted hands
Fast cars his passion as we watch from the stands
A Navy vet for which we are proud
Lots more to tell but there’s too big a crowd
This message should be perfectly clear
I will always hold my son Kevin dear!
To my baby,
If only words could convey
the ebb and flows I face each day.
Weak in strength, as emotions overflow,
Even through the struggle,
It’s a joy to watch you grow.
For you, my dear, I would bear twice the strife,
If it would spare you some trouble in this fickle life.
I want to be a safe place for you to rest,
Where you can always feel loved, happy, and blessed.
But if you can sense my moments of sadness
or physical pains,
I pray you can also feel the love that sustains.
I won’t be perfect, though I'll always try,
And even if every day I cry,
Know there is courage behind my tears,
Faith that surpasses all my fears.
The Lord is with us, our constant guide.
In Him, our trust and hope abide.
Please don’t hold on to my sorrow or temper.
Let it be resilience and grace you remember.
Take the best of me, and make it your own,
I pray above all else, my love for you is always felt and known.
A tiny, open face;
A smile so warm it melts my heart.
How could a child so small
Fill such a void, play such a part?
His laughter tinkles through my mind,
And sadness fades within his light.
He brings new meaning, new insight.
He shows me who and what I am,
And what I want to be.
He teaches me what I am not,
And what it will take for me to be free.
He prods me to make a better world;
To strive for peace, for hope, for light.
He brings new meaning, new insight.
He creates my joy, my pain, my fun.
I am not whole without my son.
Copyright Chula Fleming May 22, 1986
some laypersons deceive only
useless poetry prose.
I own him as my son who knows
rhyme in life he goes
who loves sis and bro and parent.
and before Him bows
who is always caring for those
who live like a rose
Dr Zik
Jhelum Pakistan
July 01, 2024
I like this rhyme written in Zikelite poetic form
Sweet
precious
beautiful
scion of mine;
feeling so humbled
seeing this miracle;
he is a pure gift that comes
from no less than heaven above
and it is no small thing that he who
has arrived fresh from God's glory loves me.
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