#dad poems on Hello Poetry

Donna Mar 2018

Letters on a mat
Not for me nor for my love
Our children have aged

Working today decorating a three bed house and saw pile of letters which made me think of this as our grown up kids now get letters too .)
Wow how time as flew x

#senryu #mum #dad #kids #family #age #older #adults #responsibilityies

mikumiku Mar 2018

Fatgirl

She’s a fatgirl and she’s sad
‘Cause she knows she’s doing bad
Eating chocolate makes her nauseous
Ain’t no time for being cautious
She don’t give a ‘bout her body
She could eat up anybody
She’s a daughter of her dad
Dad who’s born in Trinidad
They hit KFCs with cash
Empty buckets ‘till they crash
Then she wakes up from this frenzy
Spinnin’ round in burger Benzie
Now she’s puking diamond tears
Meaning that she really cares
She is done with being sad
“I’m a woman here, my dad!”

#fat #sad #bad #woman #nauseous #cautious #body #daughter #dad #tears

zero Mar 2018

Mama and Papa

I knew that they would break;
the wax sun and paper moon
that stood like clouds above the bed.
The ones that spoke like absent dreams,
when the teddy in my arms wasn't
enough.

Mama n Papa

-Z.xo

#love #romance #family #mum #dad #mother #father #death #loss #suicide

Kartinee Mageswaran Mar 2018

Note to Mum:

This is to tell my mother
that her husband has died,
but he is not gone;

For I am here
and I am the last
breathing, bleeding &
living fragment of my father.
If he has left anything behind,
it is himself,
& that- is me.

In loving memory of my late father

#farewell #grief #dad #daughter #mother #sadness

Cassian Mar 2018

Dad

You always point out every flaw dad
Always reminding me of everything I do wrong
You never cared how I felt dad
Always comparing me to someone else
I already know how stupid I am dad
Believe me I’ve been told thousands of times
That’s why I want to move away from you
You’ve made me feel alone dad
While still saying you’re my friend
I cared but you didn’t
That was my problem I accept responsibility for that
But the hardest part about letting go is that
I’ll never hear you running after me
Deep into the cold

#dad #cold #winter #poem #poetry #love #hate

c Mar 2018

a purple schwinn

white pink skechers follow brown-leather feet
padding down the stairs, nothing but fall leaves and
a generation between us

the older man glides the purple beauty into our front yard and
onto the sidewalk
gramps is a dedicated biker and will be years from now

polished aluminum gives way to the sun and
his eyes gleam along with it

he guides me down the pavement, conserving my speed with a trembling palm

on the handlebar

holds me tight and shows me how not to ride,
when to push through an upcoming hill and
when to brake

--
c

Wrote this about 7 years ago. Grew up with my grandparents, and my grandpa used to live on his bike. Naturally, he taught me how to ride. He's been teaching me to ride till this day.

#family #dad #grandfather #bicycling #learning #childhood #youth #together #life

Annie McLaughlin Mar 2018

you don't like me / i love you

Dear Dad,
I'm writing to you because I don't know if you love me anymore.
Well, how could you love me when you're gone?
I just mean that if you were still here,
I don't think you'd be proud of me.
I didn't get to know you well enough
To learn your views on
atheism,
*** before marriage,
Speeding,
Marijuana,
Underage drinking,
Traspessing,
Self harm,
Stealing,
Lying,
Sleeping around,
Or cursing
...
But from what I gathered from those less than 13 years I had with you,
I don't think you'd be proud.

I just want you to know that even if you would hate me now,
I still love you.
I'm still your little girl
I'm still me, daddy.

I hope you don't get mad if I carry your picture with me
While walking down the aisle
Because you always told me how you couldn't wait
To walk with me.
I hope you don't get mad
If I post a picture of you
Every year or so
Just saying that I miss you.
Because I do, I really do.
I hope you don't get mad that I still talk about you, and cry about you.
I hope you don't get mad that I pretend that you would accept me if you were here.

Even if you don't like me now,
I love you.

#dad #death #heaven #proud #parent #father #life #love #sad #depressing

Wicked Mar 2018

Colors

As an artist I should love all colors.
As a boy I cannot love them all.
Browns
Blues
Purples
are colors I know too well.
They're the colors of bad days
And long nights.
They lead to tear stained pillows
and sleepless nights.
They’re the imprints of his rings against my skin
and his slurred words in my ears.
They’re a reminder that my father
isn’t a dad.

#colors #abuse #beating #bruising #sadness #depression #drunk #father #dad #brown