#mother poems on Hello Poetry

Kaiden Jun 24

Away

As you float away,
Leaving years of your life behind,
Will you ever stop to think what it would be like
If that specific decision wasn't made?

As you take your final breath,
And look around the room,
Will you wonder about what else could happen to you?
About the life you could have had without him.

As you close your eyes
For one last time,
Will you forgive your child,
For trying to save you?
Or will you still love him after death?

i just hope she leaves him one day

#mother #abuse

Darlene K Liles Jun 24

Father's Day

To all the daughters with a father —
How does it feel to live my dream?
To wake up with both parents under one roof,
To know what it means to feel protected?

Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers —
And Happy Father’s Day to the mothers, too.
The ones who had to step up in a father’s place,
Who fought silent battles,
And carried the weight of both roles.

To those mothers —
Don’t forget: it’s not your fault.
It’s their loss, not yours.
Thank you —
For taking the place they abandoned,
For giving your all while grieving your own loss,
For standing tall when you weren’t sure you could.

I wrote this out of inspiration for my mother, sometimes the bravest people we know are the ones who fight silently while being by your side.

#father #mother

Chloe Jun 24

Lazy breast tissue

I look for my body
And find self inflicted pain
Buried behind new scars
The kind made with love

I look for my body
The one I gave away
The one that was taken
The one that was barely mine

I look for my body
The one that was wanted
Somehow the one I wear now
Still feels the torture from before

I look for my body
Inside my own
So that I may mourn
And atone

I look for my body
The one I once knew
No lazy breast tissue
Tortured skin, scars of love
The end

#body #self #image #grief #trauma #harm #mother #stretch #marks

alex Jun 23

The Womb

I hear things
that I can never quite discern.
I know there is a life beyond this
but is it better,
or worse?

What is that life like?
I wonder and marvel
at the things
my forming mind
conjures up.

I know I will see her face,
she has already told them about me.
I think she loves him-
but sometimes, late at night
I feel her tremble and sob…

I don’t know why
she does everything she does-
but she will be wonderful
because she is mine.
Although she cannot protect me from all.

So still I fear,
the coldness of the world
she shivers within-
that I know I shall fear,
so I lie still
and count my days.

#womb #baby #mother #life #world

eliana Jun 24

Dear Mom

Dear Mom,
Have you forgotten?

Sitting, waiting, hoping

Where did you go, Mom?
Did I do something wrong?

Lost, lonely, sad

Are you really gone, Mom?
I waited...
I'm with my grandparents now, Mom.
I have a room now.
Are you there, Mom?
Can you hear me?

Tired, crushed, defeated

Started school again.
It's my birthday, Mom!
It's okay, I don't need a birthday card.

Broken, lacking, sorrowful

Broke an ankle, Mom.
Got a school award.
Are you happy?

Undefined, sinking, heartbroken

Went to the school dance, Mom.
Had my first relationship!
Do you miss us, Mom?

Warped, torn, tangled

You're really gone now.
Why?
I'm moving on now, Mom.
I miss you.
I love you.
Goodbye.

i lied mom. i cant move on. i will look for you again one day mom but for now, its goodbye.

#abandoned #mentallyil #mother #children #miss #you #love

Cadmus Jun 22

The Hour We Are Needed Most

🖤

Like a child running to his mother in tears,
seeking warmth in her arms,
only to be silenced with a slap.

That is the ache of being let down,
right where you thought safety lived.

⛓️‍💥

Some wounds don’t bleed , they echo in places we thought were safe.

#letdown #emotional #pain #childhood #wounds #unmet #needs #mother #and #child

Kaiden Jun 21

Dear mother

Dear mother,
Is this what you wanted me to become?
With your lessons, abuse
Would you be proud of me if you saw what i turned into?

Dear mother,
Would you still love me
If i died as a foolish poet
At the age of 14?

Dear mother,
Would you look back at what you did,
And say it was right?
When you get a call that your child ended their life
Because of you,
Dear mother?

i wonder what my "dear mother" would think after seeing what i write ****, im a failure

#mother #abuse #neglect

Marisa Lu Makil Jun 17

Eight, Six, Three, Five.

I was not raised by my sister's mother
Though the same woman raised she and me
I did not live with the same older brothers
Though we lived with the same older three

I was not cared for by the same father
As my sister had caring for her
The same person, he was, but I guess that's different
She had softness and I felt his burns.

I did not live in the same home as she
Though we both grew up on Fallow Street
I guess we're all changed by the parents we have
And more by the parents we meet

I did not have my sister's childhood
Hers seemed very soft to my eyes
While mine was a horror, tragic and bleak,
I fought very hard for my prize

My sister was raised in a different house
Different parents had she
We both grew up with the same people
But both had different families

As I got older, it took long to learn
That though we grew in the same mud,
My blood shared with her is thinner than water
For water is thicker than our blood.

The same two people raised my sister and I–JK and BK. We have the same brothers, P, N, and J. But I was raised with a mother who didn't understand me and a Father who didn't want to. She got the parents who had learned from raising me and decided to try harder with her. I got the brothers who should have protected me and all three failed to do so. She got the brothers who would have done anything for her. I love my family. I love who they are today and I am learning to love myself as well. But some days, it's so easy to remember how things were–they should have protected me. The five of them should have been my protection, but instead I had to learn to hide who I was and what horror lay beneath my smiling exterior because I had to protect myself since no one else would.
I love my family. I am fortunate to have three brothers who love me, a sister who is trying to love me, and parents who are trying to learn who I am now. It's just hard to remember my fortune when it's stained with the memories of the people I shouldn't have needed to mistrust. I should have been able to rely on them, and it still hurts no matter how much or how often I have forgiven them. I still remember.

#mother #sister #brothers #father #damage #pain #blood #depression #growingup #water

The last Poet Jun 19

Mother

I am both
The best
And
The worst parts
Of you
I am you
And
You are me
There is no me
Without you
And
No you
Without me
We are one
And
the same.

Mother and daughter

#mother #daughter #family #relationship #difference #similarities