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pinksdejavu

My Mom Is An Angel

My mom means the world to me and now she's very ill and is only allowed visits of two per family. She has not had an easy life. Became a widow twice after being a devoted wife. Her baby's she made the extreme decision to give away. There was no money to eat or toys for them to play.

Still she stays strong and has been an Angel to everyone she meets. She'll even invite you in to eat. She takes care of people everywhere. It is not only me, anyone will tell you she's an Angel a Blessing to her church community.

Now, my Mom, my Angel is very ill. In the hospital with her heart. It can't be true. Without my Angel I wouldn't know what to do. There is fluid in her lungs and heart. Her health is declining and I can't make it if we depart.

She has done so much to make the world a better place. She even has an Angel's face. Please, Keep my Mom in your thoughts and prayers. She's ready, but I'm not ready for her to meet the man upstairs.
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Posted: Mar 2016
About this poem:
Thank you. Blessings.
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Unknown

Momma

Momma it's your son I'm doing this once again. I'm trying to make a visit through my paper in my pen. The pen has to relay the words that I say. And the paper has to listen it can't turn and walk away. I hope you find some comfort in these words that I write. Maybe ease your mind and help you sleep through the night. These four walls hold me hostage like a dog guarding the bone. I'm on a lonely road trying to find my way back home. I know that I'm the reason you're sitting in that chair. And i claim all the stress that causes your silver hair. I wish I was there mama to show you that I care mama. The pain is in my heart I feel a change I swear mama. It's a struggle in this life that I chose for myself. But hustling is all I know it's a little taste of hell. When I'm doing what I do I don't think about your tears. When I'm locked inside these fences I try not to think about the years. What can I do when the streets is all I know. But stumble hit the ground get up and put on some more. I'm not naïve or death and I can hear the people scream. Get a job mother f**ker I wish they could step inside my dream. Take a little time to see the world through my eyes. Picture Perfect passion in these tears that I cry. Just tell me why I swear I try but a job is not in my reach it's all the little lie. You did the best you could you tried to raise me right. My childhood was good I wish I was your pride. But how can you be proud I'm in the penitentiary. When you think your thoughts do they ever think to mention me. It's a dirty little game, it's driving me insane mama. I'm down on my knees and I'm praying for a change mama. I can't do this anymore mama I don't even know the score mama. If you talk to God tonight tell him my spirits bruised and sore mama. My heart is waxing cold and my face is growing old. Tell him that I'm praying that he comes and saves my soul. You taught me to keep it real so I'll tell you how I feel. Once I touch the streets it's a different deal. I'm going to lay the hustle down and try to keep my head held high. Walking different way spread my wings and fly. Back when I was young and we struggled to survive. Living week-to-week scratching to get by. You taught me to be a man to take my own head. Take responsibility and that's the realest shit. You didn't raise a thug mama I fell victim to the drugs mama. The thing that pulled me through is the essence of your love Mama. So when you lay your head down at the end of every night. I know that I'm still trying and it's all going to be alright. One day I hope you see a different man in me. I hope that my mistakes don't Define who I long to be. I may not be free but to a certain degree. I'd rather die on my feet than live my life on my knees. Tell God I know I'm the victim of my stones. A coward dies a thousand deaths but a man dies but once.
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Posted: Mar 2016
About this poem:
I was sitting back thinking about my life and how I let my mother down and I just wrote a poem and let her know that you know I'm looking through her eyes 2
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fjamesj9701

Precious Life

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"Precious Life "

I've tried solving mathematical equations
but they all failed my hearts design
I then searched for absolution
but all I lost was time
I turned over every rock
and all I found was hurt
I then looked up to the stars
to find my place on earth
But no matter where I was
God was always near
He took me by my hand
and led me far away from fear
He brought me perfect a peace
when I didn't know what to do
Then He gave me precious life
and said that I love you

~ Jesse Okoroshi Masu James F ~
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Posted: Jan 2016
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A daughter is one of the most beautiful gifts this world has to give. I have two and for that I give all honor to God and life to them

Honor your daughters. They are honorable.
Malala Yousafzai
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flakemaster

SCARECROWS

Hi I am a scarecrow
I have been here for decades
Standing upright under sun
And without umbrella in heavy rain.

I work hard from dusk to dawn
They made me ugly as possible
So that every one can laugh at me
Then also I just smile at them.

At night I am free to move
As no crows will come to eat the grains
But I stand there in the cold
Guarding the land of my master.

Once I was young and handsome
The best scarecrow ever here been
Now I am old and uglier than ever
And no one looks at me nowadays.

One day I surely will die
My legs are almost eaten up
One day I will fall down
And will become a part of soil.

But I don’t know why
Why,I want to live some more
In this world of crazy humans
Where no one likes me now.

As I told you some time before
Once I was young and handsome
That time crows were scared of me
Now,even they are laughing at me.

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Posted: Jan 2016
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Fergalgg

we all have only one

Only 2 months did this gap get deeper,
The Inevitability came as I watched
To think about it, the voyage got steeper
Forgiveness now I want but in life I botched

They say I look like him
My mannerisms, my look, my logic, my whim
To place me on that pedestal ,
To place me there, a mockery, a sin

R.I.P pops
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Posted: Nov 2015
About this poem:
he deserves better than my shitty poem
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socrates44online today!

The Beat Of Life Goes On

Mom got up early and is in the kitchen
Preparing the breakfast for everyone
Dad's still in the bathroom and is shaving
And the beat of life goes on

The kids are busy getting set for school
One is still trying to get homework done
The others are taking things really cool
And the beat of life goes on

Now all sit around the breakfast table
To fuel themselves for the day's action
Each consumes what he or she is able
And the beat of life goes on

Dad leaves the home for his workplace early
Mom patiently checks the kids one by one
To ensure that for school each is ready
And the beat of life goes on

Dad is at work earning his salary
Kids are at school getting education
Mom is at home with some chores she's busy
And the beat of life goes on

It's suppertime now for the family
And it's filled with lively conversation
Each one partakes of the meal heartily
And the beat of life goes on

After supper, mom tidies the kitchen
Then joins the rest watching television
Later, for next day each starts preparing
And the beat of life goes on

The kids get busy with their assignment
Mom and Dad continue to linger on
They chat a bit about now the day went
And the beat of life goes on

Then finally they all head off to bed
For much needed sleep and relaxation
To refresh each for the new day ahead
And the beat of life goes on

Mom got up early and is in the kitchen
Preparing the breakfast for everyone
Dad's still in the bathroom and is shaving
And the beat of life goes on
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Posted: Oct 2015
About this poem:
Based on a traditional family setting
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rusticbink

THANKS MOM !

Moms give tender care;
Mom's smiles brightens;

Mom's hugs brings joy;
Mon's love brings comfort;

Mom's ways gives guidance;
Good moms teach values
And make good souls!

Thanks Mom ,
You showed me
How to love !

You enriched
My life!
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
Changes made today. Found in my notes'.
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Brandy420

The Alcoholics Phase

Growing up was hard, you had to do it fast.
Walking on eggshells, trying to keep quiet, just to please him.
Yelling and screaming back and forth is abuse of the worst kind.
It leaves no visible scars.
Driving you nuts, just waiting around for one last gulp.
Passed out anywhere, anyhow, i don't care.
Hush, hush. Be quiet. Please don't wake up the drunk.
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Posted: Apr 2015
About this poem:
I wrote this about my dad when I was a teenager. From the time I was 8 years old til I was 14 my mom worked 2nd shift and i had to take care of my younger brother and my dad because he was always drunk. When this was published my dad threw me out of the house and didn't speak to me for 4yrs. I forgave my dad and we are very close today.
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Nuwahri61

lost...........

through my eyes
i'll hope you'll understand
my vision is broad
but without demand
I seek only the joy
that comes from the hand
that has been nurtured
in a free land
if only you knew
or could appreciate
the sacrifices made
before it's too late
before time
has it's say
and makes my reasoning
not words of betray
but alas I feel
deaf ears prevail
and no ground is made
with a windless sail.........
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Posted: Sep 2015
About this poem:
my youngest son .......unemployed, uninterested in life ......every word falling on deaf ears
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niah9

FAMILY......

When earthly life is lost
do we go across
the rainbow bridge to wait
reunited, at later date.

Over great lengths of time
memories shared, yours-mine
That cannot be erased
warming moments, many days.

Over weeks-months-years
through smiles and many tears
Until the day we again join
another side, of the same coin.......
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Posted: Sep 2015
About this poem:
pure and simple......genealogy.....
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