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Emonie Apr 9
She is the apple of my eye,
The reason that I live.
She is all that I could wish for.
My heart to her I give.

It is for that someone special
These words that I do pen,
To thank her for always being
My mom and my best friend.

She has the will to live until
The last breath she does take.
There is the love within her heart,
Such good memories to make.

She is the sunshine in my morning,
The star that's in my sky,
And if I should ever lose her,
Then I would surely die.

She stands always at my side,
No matter what comes our way.
She comforts me with steadfast love
Each and every day.

She carries many burdens,
And her heart is sometimes broken
By all the thanks she never gets
And all the words unspoken.

I know her life is not her own.
I always seem so needy,
And asking her to do one more thing,
I feel so really greedy.

How can I ever thank her
For all she has done for me?
I can only give her all my heart
And love her to eternity.

I hope that when the end comes,
And she meets God face to face,
He will tell her that in Heaven
She has a special place
Grey Poduska Jan 23
Hummingbirds can fly up to 65 miles per hour, faster than cheetahs can run. My momma says I can talk faster than that. She thinks my lips and tongue signed a deal with the devil to earn their speeds. She thinks I can say enough words to fill the empire state building and still have some left over just by telling her about my day at school.
My momma thinks I can do anything. She tells me every day “Baby, you are going to be the biggest star this world has ever seen.” So I puff my chest and put on a smile, ready to face whatever the universe has to offer me.
When I hold hands with her, my momma whispers softly to me. “Come closer, my dear.” She carefully lifts her hand, brings in to my ear, and pours her knowledge into my skull. Always giving, always pushing, always trying not to be forgotten.
When my head swims with too many memories, a mix of mine and hers, she holds me softly. Lets me weep in her lap, collects my tears and molds them into pearls, strings them on a necklace and places it delicately around my neck. Always giving.
The one who brought me down to earth
And held me close every day
The one who gave me birth
And loves me in every way
She taught me everything
Like how to crawl and walk
She guided me to sing
After learning how to talk
She is always  there for me
Just talking to her can make me happy
She tells me of the hard times she's been through
hoping that I won't go through them too
This poem is crafted for you, mom
Because I want this poem to be
My means of showing you
How much you mean to me
The love of a mother is unfathomable. So is my love for you mom.
rhionna Feb 2020
hearing it reminds me of home
the child in me smiles at the sound of it
a name that died a long time ago with her
bring it back for the happiness it inspires in me
for the memories it brings out of me
the name that has a place in my heart
even with its country drawl
I love it more than you can imagine
Mark Jan 2020
I thought you loved her  
As we all should do    
Loving ones mummy, comes automatically    
Go ahead, say I love you too  
Yeah, Yeah, the bond is so strong  
But, I blew up like an atomic bomb  
I lost my lovin’ mom  
I stayed away for years  
And my letters never arrived    
Rubber stamped, ‘Return to Sender’
I miss my mother  
because the bond was once so strong    
I now realise my faults  
as some of you would understand  
to reunite someday soon  
My love for my mama  
For our bond is still so strong  
The risk of exploding, it’s in everyone  
But never forget every lost soul  
Was once a lovin’ son.
newpoetica Dec 2019
people say that from up above you can hear,
but what if all i want and need is for you to be near.
so i can get angry and upset one last time,
so that i can hold onto you and write you one last rhyme.
if you're not around in my life anymore,
how can i heal from the pain that's in my heart at its core.
how can i talk to someone who isn't there,
if you won't answer and i only see those lifeless eyes stare.
you're in an abyss, a place unknown,
and god only knows if you're trying to find your way back home.
i know, i know, you won't be coming back,
but the feeling of having no mother is starting to make my heart crack.
i'm crying a lot tonight, ****.
faith Nov 2019
first adult therapy session went... well.
she gave me her personal phone number which i haven’t texted yet. my number one goal is getting my momma’s ashes mailed to me. she’s going to send me the link and instructions. i just gotta text her first. i also want to grieve her properly and find some closure. then the social phobia is another goal, the therapist said she could help me find things to control the panic attacks myself. then to go to the gym by myself is the last goal.
momma, you and i will be reunited soon. i love you, and feel you with me. i hope you’re proud of me. haven’t self harmed in like 2-4 months idk, but that’s good.
11 - 24 19
Floor Oct 2019
The truth is, I hate you
I hate you a lot
Because I love you the most
Every whole feeling is a threat to me
You have power without even knowing
The truth is, mom, that I despise you
I despise you a lot
Because I respect you the most
But every whole feeling is a threat to me
You are the strongest without even knowing, mom.
Can I love him like I love you? The men now want to be the child. Unfortunatelyourtunitly, the men are use to bring taken care of. It's just not what a real lady wants. I want a grown man..someone that makes sure that I know that they are there. Make sure that I'm okay..that I have what I need. Not that a man doesn't have feelings because we know that they do. But if I'm the weaker vessels why I'm I catering to you. It's your job to be the back bone. Sure there are some people that want to play reverse rolls. I'm not them not do I want to be. People speak about women's rights. I have the right to be respected and speak as I need and have my mans back. Yet, I need my man to be a man. Teach him all of the good that you are. That way I can love him like I love you❤.
Love never fails
wc Jun 2019
my mom is lovely
we argue and fight, but she
will always be there
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