Teen Poetry #5 |
Little mother |
paladin
since 2001-08-05
Posts 930Pensacola,Fl. |
Her mother never gave her the love she craved Pushed her away when she asked for kisses All through her childhood her dolls were saved Tea parties with tiny dishes Too soon she grew up to be a teen She wanted love never knowing what it meant She flirted with a boy He was heven sent He said that he loved her This shallow teen In her desparation she hatched a plan To show him she loved him by giving in It was not beautiful She did not understand It hurt her and she felt full of sin She never let him touch her again The months went by and her body acted odd She got sick in the morning and her clothes would not fit Putting on weight?Asked her mother She lowered her head with a nod Soon she could no longer hid it Her mother had a wild screaming fit Abortion never She will have the child Send her to her aunt to hid her shame She pats her tummy My baby she smiled Tiny garments just like her doll's things Making list after lists of baby's names The first labor pains made her head ring She was not ready to end childhood games Cold rooms,bright lights and muffled voices Why can't I hold my new baby son? Her mother stood at the end of her bed A woman in a suit said It is not yours to keep Nooooo! she screamed and cried her eyes red They gave her a shot to make her sleep Alone in her bed room There in the dark Crying and hugging her favorate doll Her face some how older With life's cruel mark To think seeking love was her only down fall paladin [This message has been edited by paladin (edited 08-29-2001).] |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
my God, I'd have to kill someone if they even tried to take one of my kids away. Man, this went right to this mother's heart. grrrrrrr. very well done. |
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Jenn Cirrincione
since 2000-07-02
Posts 2107Fl |
This is so terribly sad. Very well written tho. Good work. Jenn "Baby I've been drifting away, dreaming all day, of holding you, touching you, the only thing that I wanna do is be with you..."Faith Hill |
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cherish Senior Member
since 2001-03-25
Posts 1639swimming in fairy floss........... |
wow robert!...i know that the situation was pretty cliched but in all honesty you did a mighty fine job of this one i have to say! i enjoyed this one heaps thanks for sharing im looking forward to more from you! WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHY!?!?! |
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RoseThorn New Member
since 2001-08-28
Posts 5US - NY |
Dear Paladin, you're poem is very touching. it goes straight home and reaches the heart. very well written! |
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Barelybreathing Junior Member
since 2000-04-26
Posts 46 |
you described this so well..a very good poem that touched my heart cos my best friend has just gone through all that and its so sad that society can be so cruel.... 'The greatest thing in the world is to know how to be one's own.' |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
Very well written paladin. I truly did appreciate but it's nothing i can relate to for I am a man.....anyhow, I liked this one immensely. I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. |
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Spice Senior Member
since 2001-04-13
Posts 1266Resting in my cardboard box. |
I loved the way she "hatched a plan to show her love" and how it wasn't what she thought it would...it wasn't "beautiful." That was awesome. The whole poem was awesome. I feel so bad for the girl.Throught the poem though, she didn't seem upset or angry about having the baby. She was looking at baby clothes and choosing names...so for her to not be able to keep the baby in the end really bummed me out. THat must be horrible for a mother. Anyway, awesome write her. You told the story VERY well. And to think, If only her mother showed her love for her in the beginning... You wouldn't worry about what people thought about you if you knew how seldom they did. |
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