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All the Single Mothers out there
If he's spending all his time playing Fortnite instead of being interested in being a father
Run like hell
If he keeps getting in trouble with the law
Run like hell
If he constantly brings over people you don't know in your house around your children
Run like hell
If he has you do all the work as he sits on his *** and smoke ****
Run like hell
If he shows signs of abuse towards you
RUN LIKE HELL
Single mothers are off the table for me in this time frame
Because I can't provide financial stability and know I am not ready to be a father
So baby if you're a Single mother and want to date me
Don't take it personal
I just want to give your kids the world and more since they are the most important thing in life
I'm not at that level yet
Don't be upset or think I dislike kids
Just know I want to be at my best
And don't want them to suffer because I still have my own issues to sort out
There's more capable men
Who can be standup father's
And those are the men I tip my hat to
Baby girl you deserve everything and more
God has a special man in store
For you and your kids
It's just not me
And its DEFINITELY not those lowlifes.

It's time we start respecting you and being what we're supposed to be.
Happy Mother's Day to all the Single mothers out there!
john May 2018
everything in life has symmetry.
your warm tender lips and the olive green oak tree
i can't tell you how much you mean to me
you render me completely helpless yet free
when i am with you i feel so complete
please, please never leave me.
you are my sweet symmetry.
Nice poem, but no one to share it with.
Shubham Solanki May 2018
Write about love i implore myself
Like a little boy's plea to his father
About the thrills of a plane journey
Neither of them ever had

But how could he **** that zeal
Or dull the shine of those curious eyes
So he spuns a tale with a heart so pale
Reliving his old fantasy as if it were real

Staying put sure is mundane
But not when she's right there
Eyes closed dreaming something insane
Her hair swaying all across her face

Sometimes she would smile
Clutching his pillow tight
Unaware that her Paramour
Is awake and yet asleep by her side

How a gentle kiss on the forehead
Did pacify all his overwhelming emotions
And just one warm hug
comforted her soul ousting fearful notions

When all her silly desires
Were met by words of praise
And all his fears turn into fire
As she whispers "I know you're brave"

How could love be so easy
When life is so **** hard
Truth be told it's selfless and scarred
But In the race for survival
Compadre it's a headstart

At the end of the day
It's up to you what to portray
I say love's like the sun in the snow
But then again how would I know
For I'm just a father doing what's told!
Özcan Sh May 2018
I saw many flowers on the field
many colorful and beautiful flowers
I know that I have never watered a flower
but among these great flowers i saw a special flower
a flower that has thorns
she has a beautiful color
a flower that looked beautiful open and closed
It was the wonderful single red rose on the field
I knew I had to take care of her
and I knew that you will always be my special rose.
It is better to have a single rose than to have hundreds
Nathan Apr 2018
My heart is stamped with an X
But nobody is looking
For this unknown treasure
sar Apr 2018
my hands have never moved
along the
l  e  n  g  t  h  (of his)
spine and i
don't know what it is to be kissed.

i don't dance in his arms
or write him letters with my lips  
we don't sit in heart-pounding silence
our tangled feet, tangled together.

i love him,
but i don't know who he is
(and i)
have never
been in l o v e.
where r u . darling?
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2018
I do not like being unfeeling
Hate that I'm always alone
But love does not dare find me
While I am stuck in my comfort zone

Happiness awaits my grasp
Just beyond hand's reach
I cannot get there by walking
Or by any form of speech

I need a road of hopes to come
Not a wish upon a distant star
Emotion will be my gasoline
My heart is my car

Still I stop to wonder
About promises bound to break
Pain and hurt so why should I
Make this gigantic mistake?

Once again I am safe
Unhappy, out of harm's way
Discontent but unbroken
In this place I will surely stay

Four cozy walls surround me
My prison and also my home
Scared, silent, and sound I still wait
Inside my little comfort zone
This was written long ago before i had experienced love and heartbreak
Umi Apr 2018
A bird, earthbound, disabled by birth.
Left out, deserted and even made fun of by the others, because it was not just different, it was also not capable to do what they ever did,
Taking off into the azure of the wonderful heaven, the sky far above,
A tasteless sight of a rainy day, brought from the drought of emotions
A fate, to never take off, unless he finds another to be his other half,
Broken loneliness, dancing in the loitering darkness of their life, infinite shades of punishment, fear and  envy embellished in his soul,
Looked down upon, yet determinded, hopeful of what the future may hold, two single winged herons might be able to melt within love,
Darling, blood flows through the veins of fate, are you my lovebird, the one I'll finally spread the one wing I have with and fly, far away?
Let us melt, like no others have until we are unable to feel alone, dear
So don't be shy, experience the grand beauty of the heavens above with me, after all we are two peas in a ***, crushed by the same fate.
Kiss me now, take off with me, so we may fly through the embrace of the sun which is shining, with every cloud and their silver lining,
It will be alright, Darling

~ Umi
I act like a wolf in sheep's clothing
I have a big bark
I act strong
I say how I will never let anyone walk all over me and the louder the voice my opinions, the more stronger and confident I am
But it is all an act.
Once I let people into my life, I let them use me
I never speak up for myself and stand up
I cry every night because I am unhappy with myself
I am a sheep in wolf's clothing.
the unspoken rule for some solemn

that if given the figure,
you can not yearn for the character
that if given the qualities,
you can not question the fantasy
that if provided with love,
you must forget of the love not given

suffocate with love, figures, it's fair
but allow the mourning, the crying, the upmost despair
because when a child experiences that character leave
they will believe what they don't want to believe

you've taught them they're unwanted,
that's how they'll grow up
they'll evolve and develop thinking they're not enough
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