#mother poems on Hello Poetry

Shley Apr 2021

To the mom who can't afford nice makeup to cover the dark circles,
To the mom who can't afford to "fix" the ******* that now hang loose,
To the mom who can't afford to remove the belly that remains,
To the mom who can't afford to remove the wrinkles of worry from her face,

Your beauty is in the nights you've stayed awake holding a crying baby.
Your beauty is how your strength has been drained so a child may thrive.
Your beauty is shown in the belly split apart to grow a new life.
Your beauty is in your heart that yearns to protect your child.

Your glory is the brightest in your scars.

As i see fellow mothers sacrifice their youth for their children, i think of this. The strength it takes to raise a child makes us beautiful. =)

#mother #motherhood #bodyimage #child

Mystic Ink Plus Apr 2021

Her Allure

Unlike
A painted distraction
Like the lady in the magazine
Or someone you see in the TV screen
She is beautiful

She is beautiful like a rose
She can
Touch you with her glance
Heal you with the smile
Make you feel delighted
With her grounding simplicity
She is beautiful

She is beautiful like the Moon
She is the reason, you believe in love
She is different, she gives you hope

Mother
That, She is

Genre: Inspirational
Theme: Essence

#nepal #herallure #harmony #essence #beautiful #love #bond #mother

Persephone Apr 2021

A Mother’s Silent Love

Though she may be frolicking, in fields forever in bloom
No longer the guiding hand you always used to follow
I can see how you may be left in shambles, with acceptance long to be withheld
Your late night questions now go unanswered, even when you call or scream for her
You cease to believe she’s with you, since she laid her head to rest
And you do not know how she can love you, when those heartfelt words can never be spoken
But please know this to be untrue
For every time the wind blows, she is sending warm embraces to soothe your aching heart
For every time that the songbirds sing, she is bringing you the answers that you seek
And for every time the flowers bloom, after the harsh caress of winter, she is showing you the strength that life possesses that no death can truly **** it
For a mother’s love is eternal, even if it’s rendered silent.

#love #lost #beyond #death #mother

Lost Soul Apr 2021

When you are a mother

When you are a mother..

You talk but don't listen
You spew hate and but dislike haters
You want to be loved but don't love
You listen to sermons on compassion then you scream at your kid when they tell you they're depressed
....or is that just my mother?

My mother loves to cry but lacks empathy
She quotes this book of life and almost let me take mine.....

She mocks happy couples but is clinging to her broken marriage
She wants respect but doesn't respect others
She hates judgy people but calls women ******
She hates a messy house but is a hoarder
She thinks she's dying but is in perfect physical health
My mother......
Drives down a one way road and think everyone else is going the wrong way

One day her mental illness will run everyone away...
leaving her not be able to make excuses for her actions.

#mother #depression #abusiveparents

Carson Alexander Defelice Mar 2021

A Dying Flame, Long Forgotten

I tried to grow, but held on so steadily,
That I burnt my pain in a form of ecstasy.
A drug I took, to release my anger,
Went up in smoke, causing me danger.
And this smoke blurred my vision, got caught in my eyes,
I was incessantly nervous, trying to survive,
Throughout sixteen years worth of trauma, and despise
I reach eighteen, to finally realize,
It wasn’t my fault, and sadly none knew,
What I experienced, and tried to subdue,
And I blamed and blamed myself for it all,
Taking the guilt, and taking the fall,
To find a point in life where I,
Accept in growth, things must die
So the memories had to, despite the pain,
Of walking through a burning flame,
And trying to fight the agonizing burn,
That one must feel, in order to learn.

#msk #pain #manipulation #hurting #anxiety #depression #mother #leaving #parent #trauma

Levita Mar 2021

Divinity

She walks among the slits of light that pass between the horizon and the sky,
She paints their colors with her laughter and delight in the smallest things.
She kneads the storm clouds slowly adding her tears,
Her voice, the thunder and her wrath, the bolt.

She the builder of worlds, of hearth, of home, of love,
The lioness and She Bear in one,
The thread of strength that holds so many lives together.

Yet, we must remind her she is not Atlas bound to the world,
She is like the seasons or tide steady and rhythmic,
She is all things ,
She is the title but she is more that , Mother.

She is divinity that walks the earth.
Like the goddesses warriors of old,
She shall forever battle knowing that those who stand with her shoulder to shoulder follow her unwavering into the fray.
With loyalty untold , beside this marvel of divinity,
This the holy feminine trinity that graces the world with her smile.

I wrote this for a friend. She is wild and so much more than I can ever put into words.

#mother #singlemother #fem