While Trying To Be
Need I my dear son
Show you the light of sun
Or teach you how to croon
Under a half or a full moon..
You seem to learn and know
As you live, bond and grow
How to successful be
While trying to be..
Should I my dear son
Tell you how to be the one
Or for you life...
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Categories:
son, family, future, graduation, growth,
Form: Rhyme
Games and Life
Categories:
son, birth, childhood, games, life,
Form: Rhyme
She didn’t speak with me, she dreamed mewhen I was
too small for words,
my mother would dream me.
I’d say
“A”
and she understood I wanted eternity.
The next day,
she’d place it in my spoon....
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Categories:
mother son,
Form: Free verse
The Hands That Lit Eternityher hands
did not turn on light bulbs.
they were light bulbs,
they were clay vessels through which flowed
a light tired from too much godliness.
when she entered the room,
it wasn’t her who entered,
it was a silence that had lost its voice
in a burned temple,
and had come searching for it inside me.
the angel beneath the bed
came out like a...
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Categories:
meaningful, mother son,
Form: Free verse
The TalkSon, back when I was your age,
I wish I'd had "The Talk".
Sure, some folks might have tried
but they weren't convincing I guess.
I wish someone had made me see
that my life was my own to master ~
that I was the artist, mighty and accountable.
Instead at your age, with bated breath, I waited.
I waited to grow up,...
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Categories:
courage, dream, father son,
Form: Free verse
Lost Son
Sintered from the dust of dying stars
This vessel of mine was,
By hands that reached down
Through the veil above,
And together with one generous breath
Bestowed upon it
This uncanny spark—this soul—
That man so very hubristically
Dared to name so.
From the tenderest of age,
I felt a magnetic pull—
A silent tug upon my heart,
And upon that uncanny spark—
To cede way to...
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Categories:
son, introspection, philosophy, prayer, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
CarmenLet me tell you a story,
that took place on a night in Amsterdam,
where the hotel lights
seemed to flicker in my native tongue.
I was beside a lady,
not my mother, but something deeper
than all bloodlines combined.
The kind of woman who doesn’t ask what weighs on you,
but knows,
as if you had met in a dream
not yet deciphered.
A being...
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Categories:
mother son, wisdom,
Form: Free verse
The Table Next to MineAt a corner table in the morning haze,
Steam rose from cups in softened glaze.
A couple sat — greyed by time’s hand,
But something cracked beneath the bland.
He flipped the menu like a sacred test,
Each word a blur on a burdened chest.
But hunger wasn’t what he fought —
It was battles that the world forgot.
A waiter came, displaced...
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Categories:
analogy, beautiful, father son,
Form: Rhyme
Peace of Mind
In the mere blink of a nightmare, I found myself rechained
and trapped where my peace of mind had once before
collapsed.
The die has been cast, an old challenge from the past, one
I thought long ago smashed, has incited another battle and
painfully thrashed my peace of mind like collateral damage
to aloofly leave behind.
It’s...
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Categories:
son, anger, anxiety, endurance, faith,
Form: Free verse
PraisePraise God the father and our creator.
Praise God the son and our savior.
Praise God the holy spirit, our guide.
Praise the holy Trinity, our path to true unity.
...
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Categories:
son, devotion, god, i am,
Form: Free verse
HIS LAST WORDSThe world, my son
is one big market
people buying, people selling
some winning, some just walking through.
I was once a loud voice in it
Trading dreams, chasing deals
but today, I feel quiet
like the shop is closing.
Lying here, I hear something
a whisper, maybe a name
and I think it’s time
to pack my things.
Son, listen to me
life is trade and timing.
When...
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Categories:
son, 12th grade, dad, death,
Form: Free verse
W S Rendra translation of 'Hai Ma' or 'Hi Mom'My English translation of "Hai Ma" by W. S. Rendra, a son to his mother and soulmate.
HAI MA ("HI MOM")
by W. S. Rendra
translation by Michael R. Burch
for Zeelhan Zahraa
Mom,
It's not death that disheartens my heart
but a lifeless life, a life unlived
because life loses its power and nature.
There are nights when I walk these corridors
with nowhere...
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Categories:
son, death, heart, life, mother,
Form: Free verse
At Least One Screw Loose
George was a prankster, at least one screw loose
Peed in a bottle, tagged it orange juice
His mom drank it all down
...
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Categories:
son, change, color, humor, mother
Form: Limerick
Son, Stay Home For ChristmasSon, please stay home for Christmas day,
You are often out in trouble and out at play;
Let's celebrate with our kith and kin
Sharing some cookies and hot tea
Sitting by the fire or near the tree;
Stay home for Christmas, son
Set aside your plans of running away
Stick around with us, remain with me....
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Categories:
christmas, home, son,
Form: Rhyme
THE MISSING PIECEI FEEL SHATTERED INTO PIECES LIKE A BROKEN MIRROR.
I CAN'T SEE MY REFLECTION ANYMORE.
THERE'S A PIECE OF MY HEART MISSING THAT CAN'T BE REPLACED BY ANYTHING BUT MY SON.
I HUG MYSELF TO FEEL COMFORT AND ACT LIKE IT'S MY SON HUGGING ME.
WE WILL BE TOGETHER AGAIN I PROMISE.........
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Categories:
father son,
Form: Bio
Specific Types of Son Poems
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birthday, daughter, forgive me, growing up, father to, inspirational, missing my, mother to
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