Tired yet not sleepy
busy with her daily kiosk .
not even sit for
to get her breathe back.
a beautiful smile
to make others feel
That she is alright .
That's a mother,
in everyone's house.
She will be tired
yet not sleepy as
She is in rush
everyone happy .
an unplanned expedition and too many mental agitations. nothing feels right because everything is no more. all i feel is not real. maybe taking those extra sleeping pills is keeping me in this unknown state. it is all a mystery. i can hear my mother telling me she's proud of me. what is she so proud of? i have always fucked up. i was hardly a good kid and still she smiles when she sees me. i think she sees someone that doesn't exist or maybe she thinks i still have a chance to change. i’m not an educated or successful person. i have always been a failure and i’ve accomplished nothing and still she smiles when she sees me. when we were kids, she would tell us that we could be anything we wan...
Dear Mother Nature,
I did it. I held back the tears as the blood stained my panties this month. I keep telling myself that each month it will get easier. This month that I won’t be upset as I receive your gift. Others rejoice over it, shouldn’t I? There has to be a reason behind it. It’s just not the right time, I have so much to accomplish. I don’t understand though. My arms and heart ache. Please just stop.
My black hole..
There’s a hole that sits within my chest
I cannot quite explain
for it’s just there and I’m not sure
exactly when it came.
Somedays it’s black and hollow
or it’s small and hard and tight
and others it’s not there at all
replaced by joy and light
I want to love each moment
as I watch you grow each day
but somedays I can’t find energy
to sit with you and play
From the moment you lift your lashes
to the time you fall asleep
I have to count each breath I take
so I don’t fall and weep
Each task becomes a struggle
and soon I fall behind
which only makes the guilt I feel
more present in my mind
But still I want the world to see
as I walk around with grace
For every woman in this world, I dedicate this poem.
Going through the darkness
Her bright heart cries.
But she tries to cover it up
With her small and little lies.
A smile on her face
Like the crescent moon.
A blessing and a grace
Every woman is a boon.
Use my pain again me, have your fun. I'm broken down with nothing left to lose. She fell down on the floor and looked up to her mother when....
Her mother opened a bottle of wine and said to her daughter lets celebrate your freedom with pizza and chocolates..Took her to Bar.. and booked her ticket to Europe trip...
Most coolest mom ever..
This little girl is my whole world.
She's the reason I'm alive.
She makes me smile.
Has taught me patience
She's the reason I love myself
I love to hear her sweet laugh and see
That smile she wears so happily.
I never will let her go
She is part of me, a greater better part
Of me. She has changed me for better.
She's my rider, my baby girl. She keeps me warm at night, the reason I wake up in the night checking to make sure that she has blankets covering her, keeping her warm.
She is the reason I've woke up happy and smiling, i kiss her goodnight every night. I love taking her on adventures and exploring new things. Making memories , taking pictures. Shes my blood, my other half, my...
Lost and mournful, yet
Comfortably numb in my
Memory of you.
#ComfortablyNumb #Apr19WEchallenge #SongTitlePoetry
To All My Guy Friends,
I know you love everything about her. I know you love that you can tell her things you've never told anyone. I know you love that you can be yourself with her. I know you love that she cares about you and tries to make you happy. I know you love that she tries to understand how hooked you are in your computer and mobile. I know you love the way she laughs. I know you love how her breath feels on your skin. I know how you love the way her touch is so calming. I know you love the way her arms feel around you. I know you love her smile and her eyes and every last inch of her body. I know you love the sound of her voice and the way she talks to you. I know you love her s...
A belly without curve, he touched.
A courage without nerve, he clutched.
A darkness, pierced
by a lamp, which smeared
the wall, which neared
the child, who feared
a darkness, pierced.
Not out loud, and soft as cloud
Fading calls, and hope falls
Eyes searched, and legs rehearsed
a walk back on his own, towards a woman unknown.
A question firm and answer vague
A childhood term and innocence plague.
Your pearls of wisdom
Draped around my neck remain
Forever with me.
Your teachings, your advice, and your wealth of knowledge will stay with me always like a strand of pearls I wear with priden #Mother
The first blood is a maelstrom of violence. I weep in to myself until my mother comes to hold me. She seems so happy to invite me in to her book club. Her errands become my errands so much that her children are my children.
I begin to shy away from my broad shoulders. I sink them behind my chest and start to cross my legs even when I am sleeping. My screams become quiet suggestions on curtain colors. I dip my wrists in lavender.
My daughter now is not my own. I did not birth her. She is bought with the work of my heart, paid for in lawyers’ fees. But still, I set a seat for her. I tell her of the book club, but I hope she learns—
The dramas are between the lines.
Always made her
To be stronger.
Wondering and hoping
I am half as
Her soul lives in me
And floods me with possibility
I can breathe again.
And know I am.
Tags: #10Word Story #elfchen #LastWordElfchen #here #4WordStory #soul
#broken #stronger antoher #10WordStory #her #MissingSomeone #flood
It's been 8 months and 16 days since you left us and it's getting close to Mothers Day.
I have an unexplainable ache in my chest, a desperate urge to just see your face one more time.
I want to hear you snort with laughter; I want to hear you getting ready in the morning; I want to hear the radio coming from your bedroom in the mornings and smell the perfume on your neck as j hug you goodnight.
Although I always knew a day like this would come, it doesn't feel like I'll ever be ready to let you go.
I miss you so much, sometimes I feel like I'm going to be sick and it makes me furious that I can never see you again.
I really just needed to vent and to tell myself that it's okay...
Why did you have to pick up?
Why didn't you just let it ring?
Or not accept the charges
Why didn't you ask them to wait
Until I could see you one more time?
Because I needed to see you
I need to see you
There are so many things
Left to say
So many things left unsaid
You had told me
That you weren't ready
But the look on your face
Told a different story
One of peace and serenity
You never pick up
If you don't know the number
That has to tell me something
And you answered
Now, you're gone
When you left,
It was sudden
Without so much
As a good-bye
Now, I can't
Shake the feeling
You didn't even know
That I loved you
And it cuts deep
Piercing rose petals
Or walking barefoot
Through shattered glass. JD
*Sliced Open* Mother Part V
#ShakeTheFeeling #MarchFalls #PoetryChallenge
#thorns #MarchMadness #WritingPrompts
I keep moving
I can't sit still
I get nervous
That I'll feel ill
A sudden flood
I cannot breathe
Will I survive
This painful loss
She gave me life
I must go on
Did she sit still?
Give into fear?
Why if she had
I wouldn't be
~ Lady Sativa
First word come from the mouth of an Organism is " Maa ". The first love of every living thing present in this universe is THE MOTHER ❤
:-- Maa denotes in hindi as MOTHER 💚
Sometimes the circles under her eyes glow.
But they are something her face will always show.
Pain is something that has been embedded in her soul.
Piece by piece her beauty they stole.
The beatings she took, you will never know, because she swore if she survived she'd never tell a soul.
The things she went through would have killed most, I swear I know.
Locking herself in the bathroom she would sit thinking she was alone.
I sat on the other side of the door praying this time she would let go.
Hours felt like days....
Years.... She lived life this way.
I'd catch a glimpse of her through the keyhole,
She took so much....
I thought blue was a skin tone.
I heard at least twice...