For All Mothers
any other presence
in the kitchen is a threat
to her empire...
none knows her pots and pans
and the purpose they're for
except herself...
cooking is her forte,
she believes; none can be
as good at it as her
she can't relish what others cook
to her, she is the ultimate!
pain she gulps
smiles she shares
doctor, she never needs
for nothing can touch her
is her belief...
slightest bruise
mildest pain
on others is
what she can't tolerate!
condemned to glorification
trapped in stereotype
motherhood, she is a victim
of utopian motherhood!
ode to one's mother
is ode to every mother
nurtured and reared
on the fact that women
cease to be human
once they're mothers!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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My 3 J's
My oldest son
Motherhood so new
I learn as he grows
My middle son
Motherhood a little easier
I learn as he grows
My youngest son
Motherhood a breeze
I learn as he grows
My 3 J's have made me a mother, mother - in - law and grandmother
With love and forgivness I have learned
Everything is new
Never a little eaiser
Not always a breeze
With my 3 J's
I continue to learn as they grow
poem by Sheila Cooper
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Sweet Sixteen, Welcome to Motherhood
The little boys of the hood
Introduced her to Motherhood
Is that good?
Sweet Sixteen, Sweet Sixteen
Welcome to Motherhood
Put on the tape and press rewind
Can you see what was on their minds?
Their quick fun release
Became your infectious disease
Sweet Sixteen, Sweet Sixteen
Welcome to Motherhood
Now is about money and food
Keeping warm with firewood
A young mother in a daughter
She’s got no more time to be rude
The little boys of the hood
Introduced her to Motherhood
If only she understood
They still go to school
She doesn’t!
Who's the fool?
2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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I Like My Mother
There's candy
Icecream
Chocalate
Good dreams
And I like my Mother!
Mothers are sweet
Mothers are nice
They help you
Give you good advice
And they make you cookies!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I Like my Mother!
I really
Like
My Mother!
Theres Uncles
Cousins
Sisters
Brothers
Fathe rs
And I like my Mother!
And I pray God
You'll let my Mother live a thousand years
So I don't have to get a job or do anything
And I can just live with my mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I really
Like
My Mother!
poem by Art Paul Schlosser
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There is no theoretical study of motherhood. You know, before I became a mother, I did play a mother, but I was like - I was more thinking of my own mother. I was doing my mother.
quote by Joan Chen
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A Nurse
When all of your loved ones are gone
And you're waiting for the doctor to come,
I'm the one that you're getting angry at
'Cause you see me coming around.
Instead of hating you or getting mad,
I try to show you how to understand.
Though I'm not a doctor to save someone's life,
I 'll sit close beside you and I will listen
To your complaints, suffering, and pain
Somehow, I may take away all your fears.
Though I'm not a doctor who prescribes medicines,
I'll serve you with tender loving care.
For me, that's something I should be proud of.
Even in your slightest discomforts,
I am with you always
Making sure that you're alright,
As you're taken care with love and respect.
I am the one who believes in miracles
With my soft and gentle voice,
I bring you love and hope,
Render you my skillful care,
And show you my priceless smiles.
I am the one that comforts,
Stands and cares for you.
The one who dares to touch your hands
In your delicate moments
When you're feeling lonely and hopeless.
I'm the one who lets you know
That I will stay close beside you
When there is no one to embrace you.
Yes, I am the one with white uniforms.
A nurse with a caring nature
Who has compassion and empathy for others.
An advocate nurse
That the ultimate goal on earth is
For the best of the human race.
poem by Alon Calinao Dy
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A Tribute to Mothers on ‘Mothers’ Day ‘09’
A mother keeps the human race going!
She gives the kid(s) the important training;
She does the baby’s cleaning and nursing;
She tends to children’s bathing and cleaning.
A mother is the crux in kid(s) growing!
And children into adults keep turning;
She does the child’s dressing and nail-paring;
She sings the songs when child goes off sleeping!
A mother keeps the home and does cooking;
About the children all, she keeps thinking;
Most days, she does the chores and dish-washing;
She hardly gets some time for own sleeping!
A mother loves to work and keep slogging!
Sometimes, in vain for help, she keeps begging;
Some modern moms take to even blogging;
A few spend much time at husbands, nagging!
A mother knows the art of good loving!
Some are good in punning, joking, rhyming;
A mother teaches kids at fine writing;
She spends the night in ‘about all’, dreaming!
A mother soul is fixed to kid(s) rearing!
To problems all, she gives a good hearing;
Nothing amiss can escape her seeing;
At times, she gives the kid(s) a good beating!
A mother tells kid(s) to be God-fearing!
Some mothers can be bold and ev’n daring;
Some mothers can’t stay without arguing;
Good mothers believe in giving / sharing!
A mother is a great human being!
When someone leaves, she keeps her hand(s) waving;
For love sometimes, some mothers keep craving;
The world somehow keeps most mothers crying!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-13-2009
poem by John Celes
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I value mothers and motherhood enormously. For every inattentive or abusive mother in my fiction I think you'll find a dozen or so who are neither.
quote by William Trevor
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The purpose of The Motherhood Manifesto is mothers really need to be given the ability to parent.
quote by Joan Blades
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Morality and its victim, the mother - what a terrible picture! Is there indeed anything more terrible, more criminal, than our glorified sacred function of motherhood?
quote by Emma Goldman
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A Daughter's Wish
I wish I had a mother,
That would love me the way she should.
I wish I had a mother,
To accept me for who I am.
I wish I had a mother,
Who wouldn’t belittle me the way she does.
I wish I had a mother,
Who would trust me some of the time.
I wish I had a mother,
That would listen to me when I’m in pain.
I wish I had a mother,
Who would trust me just abit.
I wish I had a mother,
Who would help me when I asked.
I wish I had a mother,
Who didn’t criticize me the way she does.
I wish I had a mother,
Who would understand the pain she’s caused
I wish I had a mother,
Who didn’t have to be right all the time.
I wish I had a mother,
Who would see the good that I’ve done.
I wish I had a mother,
Who wouldn’t make me beg for her love.
poem by A.M. Belsey
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Being A Mother
MOTHER! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
MOTHER IS A WORD
MOTHER IS A PERSON
MOTHER IS A WOMEN
BUT WAT IS REALLY A MOTHER?
MOTHER! ! ! ! ! !
MOTHER IS WOMEN WHO GIVES BIRTH
NO........
MOTHER IS A WOMEN WHO CARES OF HER BABY
MOTHER IS A WOMEN WHO IS WILLING TO GIVE HER LIFE FOR THEIR BABY'S
ANY WOMEN CAN HAVE A BABY
ANY WOMEN CAN GIVE BIRTH
ANY WOMEN CAN BE CALLED MOM
BUT ONLY A REAL WOMEN
ONLY A REAL MOTHER CAN TAKE OVER HER RESPOSABILITIES
ONLY A WOMEN CAN DO WHATS BEST FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER! ! ! ! ! ! !
A MOTHER LIKE ME
A MOTHER LIKE U
A MOTHER WHO CRIES FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER WHO PRAYS FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER WHO GIVES HER LIFE FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER WHO STARVES TO FEED HER CHILD
A MOTHER WHO IS WILLING TO SLEEP IN THE COLD FOR THEIR CHILD,
A MOTHER WHO MAKES HER CHILDREN FEEL SAFE IN HER ARMS,
BEING THAT MOTHER! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
BEING THAT MOTHER TAKES ALOT OF WOMEN N A PERSON
BEING A MOTHER........
poem by Leticia Sanchez
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A Mothers Love
A mothers love is everlasting, forever
A mother and her child will always be together
A mothers love for her child through the smiles and the tears
Will stay strong for years and years
A mothers love will never die
Even if sometimes her child makes her cry
A mother can really reach up high, and touch the sky
When next to her is her child
A mothers love will reach beyond the grave
When a mother is with her child she will always be brave
Two children or one, daughter or son
More precious than the stars above
You can never take a mothers love
poem by Natasha Potter
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A Poem for Mothers, and Mine
The love of a mother is beyond compare
One who dearly loves and is always there
From scraped knees
To falls from trees
A mother cares for all
From “I told you so”
To “That’s a no-no! ”
A mother answers the call
Mothers cook, mothers clean, some even work a job
Even with all their strength, a mother still knows how to sob
Mothers should be honored for all they have done
Every day of the year, not just one
There is nothing better than a mother’s love
For her time on this earth thank God above
A mother’s love endures forever
Its unbreakable bonds no on can sever
No matter how much I have grown
My mother’s love is always shown
She has become a mentor and a guide
Within her always I am able to confide
No better payment for her I can find
Then to love her with heart, and with mind
To the one who bore me; I share my emotion
To the one who raised me; Absolute devotion
To this woman I express my joy
You will always be my “mommy” and I your “baby boy”
poem by Glaedr the poet
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Who is a Mother
Who is a Mother?
A mother is someone
soft and kind
Firm not harsh
Someone who is always
willing to give a listening ear.
Someone we cherish each
and everyday
Mothers are rare like
precious gems
Many have children
but few mother them.
Mothers unique
World around
Mother this day
celebrations abound.
Mother who dare goes by that name?
Only them that know, to nurture,
Care and understand.
Mothers near and far stand tall
Be you Aunt, Grandma or Mother dear
Mother – who is Mother here?
poem by Elaine Oxamendi Vicet
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Kya kahna (What to tell)
She was as innocent as water
And fell in love with a romantic hero.
He won one more feather to his cap.
She lost her only feather to his trap.
He is a hunter. She is a hunted.
What mercy could exude from a hunter?
A Viswamithra he became. A thrown
Out Meneka, she stood resolute.
She wanted not to eat a humble pie.
She wanted not to emulate Kunti.
She wanted to retain her motherhood.
Against all the law and all the ethics.
A monument her child might come,
That would humble him to fall at her feet,
Which she wanted, and rejected outright
To marry the former lover she shunned.
Murder not the motherhood
If moral or immoral.
Reject not the beloved
If a virgin or a victim.
Then would rebound the motherhood.
Then refined would be the beloved
[an abstract of a Hindi movie]
04.09.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How beautiful is
How beautiful is the Belief, when we belief in the God
How beautiful are the Creatures, when we belief in the Creator
How beautiful is the Motherhood, when we belief in the Sacrifices
How beautiful is the Fatherhood, when we belief in the Battles
How beautiful is the Childhood, when we belief in the Innocence
How beautiful is the Dream, when we belief in the Ambition
How beautiful is the Contentment, when we belief in the Simplicity
How beautiful is the Life, when we belief in the dead
How beautiful is the Love, when we belief in the Care
How beautiful is the Happiness, when we belief in the Sadness
How beautiful is the Relationships, when we belief in the Tender
How beautiful is the Fruit, when we belief in the Farming
How beautiful is the Confidence, when we belief in Our self
How beautiful is the Beauty, when we belief in Our eyes
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in Peace
How beautiful is the Friendship, when we belief in Brotherhood
How beautiful is the Marriage, when we belief in Sharing
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in the Peace
poem by Mohammed AlBalushi
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The She in Me
She said wearily
'I am trapped
in the Chain of Desperation
trying to break free;
my mother passed it along
to me,
and her mother to her and on
down to me.
One destroyed soul
seeks its own repair
but only partial healing
is possible for most of us.
And as luck would have it
we fail more times than we succeed;
sometimes consoling ourselves
with the belief
'at least I am better than She.'
But we are shocked to see
perhaps,
that not as true
as we believe
when we see it in our children.
My moment of truth in my parenting
is when we see
in my child's
traits
that can
and could
only have come
from me.
No denying it.
What to do?
Realize or confess its true
or reject the Me
I see in the child
I alone reared?
Rejection is the first step
in keeping the chain intact.
so the
Chain of Pain
grows
and expands.
My vow
by the time she is
eight
is to stop
the Chain in its tracks
by overcoming the Me in Her
with the sheer
force
of
my
love.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The death of losing your mother the pain is so bad it never goes away
The death of your mother the pain is so bad it never will go away. It's like the pain hunts you. There are no words that can describe the pain of losing your mother. written and Posted 10/21/09 In the memory of my mother Esther Feber Klaton Today is my mother's birthday.
poem by Susie Sunshine
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Instincts
Now...
That she has established herself,
In a career.
She believes...
Her motherhood instincts,
Are just as good!
And I thought...
She was lousy,
In bed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Mother love never Dies
A mother loves. A mother cares. A mother smiles to hide the pain. And there is sadness and tears. Most of all there is no more joy, written and Posted 12/7/08 In the memory of my mother Esther Ferber Klayton
poem by Susie Sunshine
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