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 Jul 2020 Laiba
Eshwara Prasad
Ashes
 Jul 2020 Laiba
Eshwara Prasad
Carry some cremated human ashes

with you, always.

It will remind you that life

however gloriously or ingloriously

lived will end in ashes.
lean over
just say
whatever it is
get it out of the way
i'd rather know the truth
than keep being played
is the validation
worth my pain
 Jul 2020 Laiba
Ashly Kocher
Sometimes it’s hard to put into words
Or fully figure out exactly what to write about:
Today I want to write about something I’ve never felt
Something I most likely will never feel
Something I probably will never become...
I have never been pregnant
I most likely will never become pregnant
I probably will never become a mother
I have never felt you kick in my belly
I will never feel the anxiousness of being pregnant
I will never be able to hold you, love you or care for you
But I feel like I have already...
Is that weird to think or believe?
Am I strange for even writing or thinking about it?
What if at some point I was pregnant but never knew it?
Even though I never will know that feeling
Or experience that feeling of you growing inside of me and loving you the first time our eyes meet
I am writing this to you....
My never for seen child...
I would love you
Care for you
Explore with you
Even if you never have existed
I carry you with me always
I hope you are with me too
I would have been a great mother, and you would have had an amazing father...
Maybe one day in heaven
We’ll get our wish of being parents
But for now, I love with this depression of never knowing you...
                                    Love always,
                      A mother who will never be...
I found rbis poem
I wrote two years ago.
Wow. Hits home.
Kinda freaky.
Speechless.
Utterly no words.
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