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Dawn Treader Jan 2017
Joyful boy bundled in blue,
Nine months and a day mommy carried you,
Nine months and a day when I was due,
Out you came with a purplish hue.

Your twin sister soon followed suit,
However, she came out, pink, plump, and cute.
Beautiful you were, a work of art,
You had my love right from the start.

Perfect little eyes, fingers, nose, and toes,
My heart full of both sadness and excitement,
Thought I might implode.

A few months before,
In two my heart tore,
When the doctor informed me,
A stillborn you'd be,
Your little heart didn't function at full capacity.

But even with your purple hue,
Here, with me just for a few,
Precious Earth angel, mine you were,
I'm sure the Lord God would concur.

Just for me, I felt you held out,
Your tiny little heart beat so rapidly,
The cry let out was quite lively ,
In mommy's arms right where you belonged,
For nine months and a day to hold you I had longed.

Momentarily, the nurses and doctors had fawned over you
Then quickly they whisked my love away to the NICU.
Bundle of blue, your outlook was bleak,
Surprised I was you even let out a squeak,
For you were so very tiny and weak.

So daddy and I packed you up and took you home,
To steal every moment of this precious time alone,
No breathing machines, painful needles, or drugs,
Just you, me, daddy, little sister, and a sea of endless hugs.

My little boy, bundled in blue,
You stayed with us 48 hours plus two.
I listened to every rapid heartbeat, right until your last,
I imagined you'd return to a sea of stars so vast.

We captured every moment in photos and on film,
The entire two days death was at the helm,
My little joy, bundled in blue,
For Nine months, a day, and forever, mommy will carry you.
To all the mothers who have lost a child, I cannot imagine the pain.
Marty T Ottman Dec 2016
Man I think I've seen enough of staring death in the eyes, cause couldn't disguise or even come to terms to emphasize  what was before my eyes, I've uncover the lies, made a paved pathway for the condemned to walk upon.
Depraved to stand aside, when we confide what left of us, words of this sort..to some wont comprehend.
unlisted.  Missed it.    Before your eyes.
          Harmonize the thought                           To later dismiss it.
     But we all know I'll reminisce it later.
To my twin, or wrath.
No difference of how thick the blood runs if my math is right I step foot right into your path.
PaperclipPoems Nov 2016
Tiny fingers and wobbly toes
Boy meets girl with his eyes closed.
As tiny peanuts in shells, inside a glass bubble
So fragile and gentle they grew as a double.
True miracles on earth have been born
Loyal to each other they are sworn.
Children, we welcome you to a bright new world
Mother and father, meet your little boy and girl.
Sobriquet Sep 2016
You were taken from me before we were born
and so I floated and grew alone in a room for two dreaming of moons and sunlight

What are you if you are a twin,
but never had the chance to be one?

I'm half of a whole made up of two people
but now I am  all of what is left,
with a ghost
hidden in my peripherals  

Sometimes I feel I am the moon,
the moon and lunar tides
which means you must've been the sun and shores
to tie me to the earth

Because when I am alone, you are the phantom beside me reminding me of warmth,
and you are the unexplained loss I feel
standing in the sun
I had a twin brother who died in the womb.
GABRIELLE Aug 2016
Comparing her
With the other girl
Same face
Same taste

She's funny
And nice
The other one is cold
And fierce

They have the same voice
Same voice but different tones
Kind of similar
But will always differ

Once upon a time
This little girl was so nice
The other one is cold as ice
Suddenly, everything changed in a blink of an eye

She disappeared
Drifted away, faded
Left them behind
Left him behind

She left just before the spring came
She left just before the winter vanished
She left the night before
She left the night after a precious day

She left without saying a word
She left without saying goodbye
She left at midnight
Cold, but has a heart of fire

Snow, Snow
Please come out
Snow, Snow
Please stop hiding

Winter, Winter
Stop trying
Winter, Winter
You don't deserve him

Suddenly, Spring came
And everything changed
Everyone changed
Just like how the season changed

Let it snow, let it snow, let it sno- Wait
Was it still Snow I see?
Or Spring
Who creeps the hell out of me?

4 years had passed
But the feeling
It's always there
They won't just go away

Hey King
What would you choose?
Winter Wonderland
Or Let it Snow?
Rebel Heart Jul 2016
Brother where are you now
Where is the shadow I long for
Please let me put my hands around you once more
If I just could keep you from fading
For this is our end brother
All your love inside of me faded
For burning your dreams or worse I couldn’t bother
I failed
You got swept away

While I got left behind crying myself to sleep
These burning dreams are here to stay
Because of the promises I didn’t keep
When everything crumbles around me
I’m walking alone and no one seems to care
I look into the mirror and see everything faded
Brother why don’t you say nothing at all
now I know I truly failed

I let you fall into the blades
When it all becomes reality
My sadness will reign until everything fades
It wasn’t just my fantasy
I’m about to lose my mind
Please I want to hold you once more
But when I search for you it is only pain I find
All by myself since you have faded
And all this hatred that I deserve
I have broken the promise and failed

While is it that I’m still breathing
Is it true that I walk this pitiful life being unnoticed
Just when these feelings of mine betrayed me
He found me and noticed
That his shadow would complete me
Even if you are faded
And even when I terrible failed

Lingering hope is reaching out to me
Saying it isn’t over till it’s over
Brother this is where it ends for you and me
I now know we both have made mistakes
It is time for me to move on and let it be
Even when you faded
And even when I failed
He was the one for me
and the only one who stayed
Poem I have written for an fan fiction
kristina Feb 2016
When I look at you
I see myself.
Like I’m staring at my own reflection.
When you speak,
I hear my voice.
Like it was taped to be heard.
When you dance,
I see my own movements.
Like it was rehearsed from the beginning.
The difference;
When you talk,
People listen.
When I smile,
People go away.
We are the same
In almost every angle.
But different
In any aspect possible.
i'm about to pass this poem to my professor  and i'm not quite sure if it's any good though. lol. it's kinda related to rainbow rowell's fangirl. just so it's clear, i have no twin.
Estherzz21 Nov 2015
I know a story, sentimental or not,
a story of a pair of twin, in love with all they got,
may it be an assumption, but one seemed to rot,
and in all obviousness, his being was soon to be caught.
And so it began with mother filled with love,
she gave her all for the two lil monster like a dove,
but yet in sudden out of their life she was shoved,
and feelings of them both were soon to be disposed off.
Details of most honestly can't be told,
but soon they were apart yet their heart were still the same old,
the one which was violated had his room filled with mirrors,
which was assumed as narcissistic but the truth wasn't any nearer.
Till the end was it only known,
but it was too late for all feelings to be shown;
*because the reflection wasn't of himself, but of his twin that he deeply love,
for a protection, for a safety, that he never ever did felt of.
I love them.
Alan S Bailey Jul 2015
I couldn't wait to find you,
I would like to stare into your eyes,
Dark and mysterious, your lips
Smooth and colorless, no need for lipstick,
Holding fast to you as we ride off,
Your mane whipping me in the face
And your freckled nose and cheeks,
Reminding me of all of the things
I  could never fill but am the opposite,
My dream mate, wherever you are,
I would only for this adventure to begin,
The hidden truths behind my long eyelashes
And ghost golden brown eyes, my eternal
Other half,  my boyish childlike siamese twin.*

I...
Skaidrum Jun 2015
Twin  vipers on
the windowsill
chasing  young
******  moons
send a  shadow
       off  to fetch  me      
gnashing  gears
'tween ink  skin
  skewing   snake
  tales  so that the
  venom      won't
   kiss   my   cheek
  g o o d n i g h t .
For the twins,
and Lycan.
And Jack Addison...
"Written in my Willow Language for you."

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