Poems About: BABY

In this page, poems on / about “baby” are listed.

  • 337.
    .5. A Punch-up

    Punch and Judy always fighting
    Crocodile is always biting
    Baby crying Punch looks rough
    Judy says she’s had enough read more »

    David Threadgold www.davidthreadgold.com
  • 338.
    Days Old

    Days have gone by for the better,
    Weeks vanish now that they have formed.
    The beginnings of life exist for me
    As if my soul has been exposed. read more »

    Naveed Akram
  • 339.
    Growing Piles

    Bliss comes
    Bliss goes
    Another thorn
    From a faded rose read more »

    Dave Dunn aka Rhumour
  • 340.
    Hold Me Baby

    Choke me baby
    Hold me tight
    Let me see
    The secret flight read more »

    Brittany Tartaglia
  • 341.
    as fine as wine

    hello baby, look at me
    as fine as silk
    do i look weak? read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 342.
    The lie

    The lie lead to an emotional bond
    which now clings to it
    like an unexpected baby
    that clings to its mother read more »

    suhasni midha
  • 343.
    To Baby

    OH, what shall my blue eyes go see?
    Shall it be pretty Quack-Quack to-day?
    Or the Peacock upon the Yew Tree? read more »

    Kate Greenaway
  • 344.
    KRY BABY KRY

    Old men shed no tears
    Like the winds of the desert
    Their eyes are dry
    Lowering in respect my hat read more »

    PAUL OGUDA
  • 345.
    BABIES FACTORY

    The hospital is the babies factory
    Because all the mothers gave birth in the hospital
    And the babies factory are getting a little overcrowded
    Because of so many deliveries every single day during the week read more »

    Aldo Kraas
  • 346.
    Hickman Sonata

    Baby Hickman I am mad about you
    And I want to welcome you into my world every single day
    Baby Hickman the night arrived now
    And now it is the time for you to go to sleep read more »

    Aldo Kraas
  • 347.
    Next Hit

    she was smoking crack with a baby in her belly,
    she was laughing and crying, waiting for that next
    hit.
    she use to be beautiful, now she looks like a dreadful
    nightmare, and that nightmare stinks... read more »

    david gerardino
  • 348.
    Bloated

    Run, run, baby runaway, my charm don't fail;
    Take to your heels,
    I'm that tick-time bomb on self destruct;
    Do not ask for promises, that I stop keeping and making. read more »

    Prince Korede Abiodun
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