Most Commented Family Poems (502)

To be willing
to put a crack
On solid foundations,
would I not be
Too dumb, too stupid,
too shallow
To hurt a loyal heart, proven
To be resolved, faithful, true;
Free spirited
yet long-suffering
Willingly facing
challenges with you?
Loyalty! Honesty!
Dedication!
Much too rare these days
While a few nice words and
Fleeting moments of glee
Floats everywhere
Like a hailstorm
Bombarding us daily
out here in cyberspace!

1. I remember walking past a high-school
there were a bunch of teenagers more males
then that of females.
As I walking past their school city bus stop,
I heard what they were talking about their parents
and grand parents.

2. Here's what I heard:
"My Mom and Dad and My Grand Mom and Grand Dad
"they are all Old-Fashion and Out dated!"

3. I don't know if your teenagers have said the same thing
in your nation?
Teenagers will come to a point where they think
they know more than their parents and grand parents,
when they come to that point where they think
they know-it-all,
that's when they close their ears to what parents and grand parents
are talking to them about.
When an argument breaks out between teenagers and parents
and grand parents,
I've noted one the first things parents and grand parents
will say to their teenagers.
"Many years ago I use to be a teenager."

4. I've heard teenagers call old people,
"old bag, old woman, old man,
bald headed pool ball,
those teenagers have a word
for every situation that happens."
In a certain place in the Middle-East
people that are almost up to
a hundred years old they're called "young people."
They don't believe in degrading people because of age.
In my book in the United States
I call youngsters!

5. On Pinterest I had seen a man at 91 years
he was exercising he was just quick as a teenager!

6. Adam brought in the gray hair and the wrinkles
took away our long life expectancy.
Just because we all different nations of men
have premature gray hair and wrinkles that
doesn't define us!
Just because you're a teenager
that doesn't automatically make you out
to 'Know-It-All!'

7. If good God had granted me a wish
here's what I would wish for.
"I wish you could give us all long life expectancy to all nations and don't permit
wrinkles and gray hair to happen to all nations."
"When we get laid into our casket that's when gray hair
and wrinkles are permitted to join with us."

Just because a man or a woman walks slow
that doesn't Define them!
They're not old!
They're Youngsters!

8. What's wrong here especially in the United States
you teenagers need to know,
your mom and dad and grand dad and grand mother
had raised you.
Why would you have the gall to call them
"Old Fashion and Out Dated?"

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

I got a call from my mom
Three of them
I was out trying to watch the sun set
I couldn't because clouds were near the horizon
I couldn't get a hold of her
I went the next day to see what she needed
Money
I knew where the money she had went
Her grandson had gobbled it all up
The drugs, the cigarettes, fast food every day, trips all over
She loves her grandson
Enough to exclude all the rest of her kids, grandchildren, and great grandchildren
I don't know how long she can keep it up
Are there loans against the house?
How far in debt is she really?
There are plenty like her in the same situation
I call it stealing
Others might call it elder abuse
Either way, it sucks, big time!

Who becomes you when you cant be?
Who becomes the order of your destiny?
Who were you when you were you?

What changed, what made you be,
the you thats now, someone took control,
left you isolated and all alone,

And life became, what you are,
and now you wish upon a star,
and you cry a tear, for what could have been,

But you let it fall apart, ended up
with a broken heart!

Last night I still took you to bed
Touched your little head
Your sad eyes stare
The sun is still shining today
You're already cold
Lay down well
Sleeping with eyes open
My Einstein
Tomorrow autumn rain will fall on your grave

And the world is always the world of yesterday
Rise from the winter chair
I'm still worried
disturb you curled up
Always touch your head
Say "Go back to sleep, Tantan"——
Big hairs with dirty
Dandy with graceful gait
Gifted singer knowing nothing
Pull down cactus
The burglar who buried the bun in the flowerpot
Only two seconds bloody battle in your life
Raising wounded paw for my inspection
As defeated General with the broken flag
Looking for the Medal of Comfort
Flying on to my bed, occupying my seat
Close tracking, Limit jumping
Quickly surrendering, always suspecting
Three turns around a tree, where to pee?
Playful and popular
A little skin-broken, thousand times grievances
Every time I go home
There's always you waiting behind the door
Just like the sun scatters the clouds
Happily reunited after the robbery
My Einstein

Still behind our glass
Little Tantan, I hold you
Look out of the window, the another world
The sky has colours you haven't seen before
Draw layers of white clouds and you
Draw the bleak four seasons fleeing at full speed
Look at the Yellow ginkgo tree
Osmanthus blooms
Holly bears green fruit
Creeping purple grass all over the ground
Neither you nor I know their name
Deep water and green riverbanks
Five wild flowers are sweet and empty
protecting and Washing and irrigating
Why do the blossoms last for many years?
With you on the side, the ceremony as usual
I'm busy, You're watching
Your nose is still sharp
All that disappears is the illusion world
Tantan
Remember which benevolent planet you came from
Remember the way home
And in the afternoon sun
What I told you in your ear

Einstein
Sometimes you are so arrogant
No calling your full name
No bothering to look back
The scenery that you missed
made me to burst into tears
You just lie down beside me calmly
Complying with the agreement since ancient times
Hide the biscuits under my pillow
Welcome me home
Vicissitudes of life
My treasure, your indifference
Constant world in your heart
Chaos and confusion in my eyes
Companion in my life, suddenly the distant stars
Without warmth or cold, is there any sunshine ?
I look at you so worried
You look back at me the same way
How can I comfort you?
Everything will be fleeting
You know I'm happy for birds
Sad for deciduous
Einstein
You're happy and you're sad
Needless to say, neither to hide
One day
Snowstorm will cover up all life
Take away our humble wishes
—— be concentric with no lonely
My breath is your life
You are between me and the moon

Under the broad shade of cedar trees
Behind the lush marigold bushes
At noon you are buried with the sun
Still night I wander under the moon
Take all the words
Tell you again
You're not there in three days.

If the only true mercy ever shown
to Man by the fates is
Woman
isn’t her “Otherness”
vital?

Or are our offspring to be
an amalgam of a sort of Me and
Me?
rather than
We?

Must she become another mere He
a dwarfed duplicate of
masculinity?
Can she not
be left free?

Mammy is talking in half whispers why won't she let me hear,

She tells me to go out and play ,go on be a dear,

Long grey faces standing still not a pin drop

Where is daddy to take my hand now I'm feeling fear.

Mammys Lips are smiling her eyes no longer the stars,

She been that way for some time now since the day of the black cars.

Mammy I am here for you my tears dried up ive cried for two,

Allow his memory to stay but his spirit to be on its way,

I know mammy you be okay now.

We only have One Mom, One Mommy,
One Mother in this World, One life.
Don't wait for the Tomorrow's
to tell Mom, you love her