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Sometimes it’s hard to put into words
Or fully figure out exactly what to write about:
Today I want to write about something I’ve never felt
Something I most likely will never feel
Something I probably will never become...
I have never been pregnant
I most likely will never become pregnant
I probably will never become a mother
I have never felt you kick in my belly
I will never feel the anxiousness of being pregnant
I will never be able to hold you, love you or care for you
But I feel like I have already...
Is that weird to think or believe?
Am I strange for even writing or thinking about it?
What if at some point I was pregnant but never knew it?
Even though I never will know that feeling
Or experience that feeling of you growing inside of me and loving you the first time our eyes meet
I am writing this to you....
My never for seen child...
I would love you
Care for you
Explore with you
Even if you never have existed
I carry you with me always
I hope you are with me too
I would have been a great mother, and you would have had an amazing father...
Maybe one day in heaven
We’ll get our wish of being parents
But for now, I love with this depression of never knowing you...
                                    Love always,
                      A mother who will never be...
I found rbis poem
I wrote two years ago.
Wow. Hits home.
Kinda freaky.
Speechless.
Utterly no words.
Sometimes, you make my dreams
And why do you break them again?
Sometimes, you hide your face
from me, with shyness
Then why do you want me to stay close?

Today why is there so many tears
in your lovely eyes?
And why is there no happiness
in your smiley face?
Baby, don't worry, tell me your secrets.

You're in the bloom of your life now
and darker times will away
by the touches of you.
Who stopped you?
Who closed your dream doors?
You're suffering from ardor
and your broken heart pains always.

You are like a drop of dew at night
and not used to with the morning light
What is the fight with me?
and why do you ignore me?
Forget everything and come to me
to take pleasure in happiness.
BE
Shrewd enough to pick a purse
To feed a mouth sheltered under a rain of curse.

Empty bottles and opponent as partners
The fruit of a faint love
Now mine to pick.

Sleep and wake to the sour taste of poverty
Cure in the heart of men that walk the street

Too good to smile at the tartered shirt
Too quick to point our direction

Too heavy a baggage to carry
Too light the burden I offload

Ran back to my sheltered nest
Broken bottles and a red eyed woman
From whence I came
To this world of pain

Opponents as partners
The tattered shelter nature spared us

A smile on the little ones
My motivation to attract a pointing finger

My tatttered shelter - Opponents as partners.
There is pain on the street... a smile can save a soul
Im dying....
And
So Is my poetry
Depression  is slowly killing my art.....perhaps my last words.
Babe, why do you look so dull
on such this happy day?
Come, come on baby
I'd tell you all my words to say
and we'll be lost in the mall
nearby the blue bay.

Such this sweet summer breeze
will make everyone freeze
To hide in your heart today
The door of heaven is open
To make colorful my heart
I'll spend all this evening with you!

This lovely nature and flowers
filled our minds with good smells.
This summer forest levels smile to see us,
How do I control myself today?
Say something my beloved, say...
I'm slowly melting away, melting into you!
BE
Let Your name be safe
in my heart always
Let my eyes run down
with tears for You my God!

I'll always remember you
in my youth
I'll always bow down
to you on earth
Lord, let me hold the truth.

My sins will make an ocean
if I get them together,
Please be kind oh Creator
and forgive me forever!
Let me read Your Book
every morning, my Lord!

I want to be a good person
with full faith in You,
Let me stay on the right path
with peace and love, O My God!
BE
Sun
You we're my sunshine
But then I remembered that the sun doesn't just shine for one person.
That which is created and known
That which is unknown but created

The word created through Him
all that is ephemeral.

Our hearts and mind appreciate
that which our eyes behold.

The lost longs for the hidden but revealed.
The word created without Him all that is everlasting.

Visible through faith
that which is known before all but unknown after all.

Key to knowledge that surpasses is foolish to the wise
but
truth to the unshaken well within.
If my fate is to love you
From a distance
Then I'll burn for you
Like a star in your night sky
Bright, steady, reliable
Unwavering
Until the end of time.
If the Earth really was dying
and we took every microcosm,
every spore, every seed, every insect, reptile, animal.

Then we transported all to an
inhabitable planet far, far away.
Transplanting the old to the new.

Would it become second nature?
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