mama
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looking into a tilted half filled cup in the dark,
with your thumb and the index around the brim
qualifies so much for an eye from hades, I know
it tastes like sting, but something dreadful is staring
mama said to eat well and study well
and be well,
so i never told her when i fell
down the stairs
tumbling and tumbling down the bottom
until my bottom was on the floor.
She wakes up in the morning with you on the brain,
She washes your clothing and plays with your toy train.
In the evening she kisses your head,
She tells you a story and tucks you in bed.
She wakes up in the early morning,
ready to face the day.
She takes up the mantle of momma bird,
something she does everyday.
She loves me most when I’m
Not too close.
How bizarre
How I was once innermost
Far,
Below
Her navel- a scar,
Behold!
Behold a place that’s home to those
whose found themselves quite comfortable
losing hope within their own
self…
Querida Mama,
I hope one day I will be brave enough.
Enough to tell you that I see your pain
and although at times I have been
ungrateful
to you.
You who have know me my whole life
Dear Mama, Dear Mother, Dear Giver of Life,
I was your first, your experiment, and your accident.
I was your trying to figure it out, your make sure we don’t screw up the baby.
Hear my screams, watch me cry
Feed me, Mama
See my truth, I tell no lie
Believe me, Mama
See my struggles, help me strive
Relieve me, Mama
Give me space, let me try
Free me, Mama
This past year has had its share of drama
Not to mention emotional trauma
But the one thing I’ll remember
At the end of December
Was the love we received from our mama
At times things seemed so bleak
Taking in each deep breath in slowly without a miss,
Letting my stress dance away in an espresso bliss.
Forgetting all the negatives that turn skies melancholy,
Watching as my sorrows melt in a mocha swirl's melody.
He bangs the door in my face in protest.
Why do I hurt them that I’m meant to protect?
All I see in his eyes is detest.
No love left to detect.
Usiku mnene
Mwenyewe kwenye kichochoro
Tochi haina mawe- giza totoro
Mvua,Radi hadi malinzi washadoro
Hatari Mbwa Wakali Wamekata Minyororo
Chocho Ngalimi -Si chocho Ngarenaro
You loved me before you even met me
How you care for me is like no other
All my decisions, you'll always agree
Always be my best friend and my mother
My life without you will have no meaning
Or just Mom, Mama
Come in different shapes
But all have one thing in common
They all invested nine plus months
Of their life to bring a life into their life.
she brought me into this world, 19 and unsure. she is a queen among royals.
now I am 19 and unsure, and if I had a child of my own i would be stuck in a much deeper hole than I am right now.
Mama I love you
more than any other on Earth.
No matter who came
I always felt first.
To you, I am a blessing
and never will be a curse.
No matter how wrong,
You never changed my worth.
I could say,
"Mama, Mama, Mama, come help me"
but you are so busy living out a Colorado fantasy
Mama, mama, mama
Can you hear me call your name
I have grown mama, I’m really not the same
Right when Im feeling high,
and im lifting off the ground,
you look up into the sky,
and you reach and pull me down,
Youre like a tick without a feeling,
youre a parasite I swear,
My Mama always told me somethin':
"Don't be goin' makin' people's heart rip."
Now that she's gone, left me alone
Oh, mama
End me because when you sent me to ground, my lungs caved in
I dug my own hole, shovel in hand, but when I looked back at you, mama, you threw me in, and the door slammed shut
Mama, where are you?
I need you
to tie my shoes,
to help with homework,
to shop for clothes.
Mama, where are you?
I love you
because you hold me tight,
because you smile and laugh,
Daddy left the other day,
Left me a rocking horse,
Left mama sad and crying,
Left me with no remorse,
Mama's stuck in bed now,
I'm doing all the chores,
Though left without a penny,
Who's your mama? Does she have glowing brown skin and dark brown eyes? Is her waist a little thin and her hips a bit wide? Do you get warmth from her hugs and see love seep through her eyes?
I witnessed in a root
that stood in my mother’s garden
Brown burning water to mud
then dust,
Polluting veins required for breath,
for leaves hanging like clipped
