Orphaned Poems - Poems about Orphaned

Abandoning yesterday haunts me today Interring reminder of what’s not in play Bypassing my choosing evading my will Each sight unenvisioned in blindness — distilled (The New Room: February, 2025) ...

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She Felt some Emotion Because she had been Left orphaned, at age five Her father died from rabies Leaving five children alone To fend for themselves,'til on their own ...

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We said goodbye the night we met fate our child to bear Star crossed love in orphaned time betrothed stillborn —affair (Dreamsleep: May, 2023)...

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Sought by the Lord to nestle in His grace My soul now finds belongingness serene Secured around warmth of divine embrace Orphaned no more against abandoned scene. Midst God’s compassion assuring my heart I rejoice to receive pardon divine Settling me from sins by mercy’s rampart As confession prevails over pride-whine. Grateful to the Father’s adoption seal Making me blessed heir through trust earnest My...

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The boy's eyes were like his mother's, His persona was as cool as his father's, He was lucky enough to conquer the killing spell, That daunting night that eventually was his personal hell. Swathed by Hagrid, the "little tyke" was in a dreamless sleep, Marked by the lightening scar, sealing the ancient magic in his blood. To strengthen this love, he...

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There was a wee orphaned lad named Kerplunk Poor kid wore clothes to school that always stunk The principal despaired Asked, 'Kerplunk, don't you care?' Said Plunk: 'What if your new parents were skunks?'...

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Youth, the perception —of what time throws away (Dreamsleep: April, 2020)...

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Do your lies hold as hostage, every truth you never told Has your heart become a stranger, to the wishes it unfolds Is your past if then forsaken, free at last of its own self Orphaned memories never spoken —orphaned moments never felt (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)...

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The subconscious mind exists behind thought, where reality's not always real. Imbued with skills imagination wrought, it ventures beyond reason to reveal innate impulses thought cannot conceal. Curiosity ponders what could be; contemplating all the what-ifs and maybes. And sleep creates an actuality, whereas there is no cancer, no scabies, no wars, no dying, no starving babies. Orphaned wishes, tethered to dying dreams, can only come...

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Are you attached to some of your poems? Or is it only me? I see my best ones as living trees. Standing alone with no comments And, it makes me tragically sad as can be. The short poems of mine get some comments and that's all they deserve. But the ones that grow from the root and elegance of my heart? No chance. You get...

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. for public domain Happiness was far too much to hope for in a world of abuse and misery, and more sadness not worth the talking, but we could strike back with our tiny fists, and smiling falsehoods never ending. We refused to go down without a battle. If we were fated to be put down so young, then we chose to go...

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Half-Orphaned - A letter to a son from a father in heaven Dear Son, Sorry! to leave you half-orphaned to abandon you with my death Sorry! for not picking you from school for missing out on your football matches Sorry! to dump you and your mother with a financial crisis to have you to see your mother cry every day Sorry! for not wearing a helmet that...

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You hear the words calling, but what if they stop What if the voice changes to cold what was hot And it’s not yours at all but a squatter that hides D.N.A. of its own new agenda of lies Those messages before, were they gifts or on loan Is the feast yours to eat, ...

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An eagle hovers A hen covers its chics ...

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No parents, no brothers, no sister, no thing, He’s alone with no place and no home, Walking along the path to nowhere, Abandoned to wander and roam, Longing for the things the other folks say, To the words of love they each share, To the sounds of belonging that eludes his whole life, Leaving him full of despair, So, he...

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