Poems About: FATHERS

In memory of my Grandfather - a man who toiled arduously to gift His posterity a better future. May His soul Rest in Peace.

Like Ye, I can never aspire to be! read more »

THE CHILD

Father! Within the forest's bound
No bird I found, read more »

Every hope is a delusion until transformed into a reality
Where you are today and where you will be tomorrow will never matter
Only where you were yesterday and where you are today is a matter of honour
For the latter question is pregnant with the former when even a friend is a stranger today, read more »

Father I’m listening
To all your travels and plans
Take me away
From all this troubled land read more »

Father died that year. So did
Bob Kennedy, although that
Was a different death, planned
Right down to the last dark detail. read more »

They told me: they're gonna make it good
Hang on, there is a chance
Seeing it gone
They ran for life, and got screwed, in the end read more »

Take it away Father, Take it away
Remove this dreadful cup from Me I pray.
Is there another way, some other way?
Please don't let me go there, Father I pray. read more »

Our father was a man
Men came to him for counsel
Like a cricket in the open
His whistle echoes beyond the Sahara read more »

Father into your hands I place
the things I cannot do.
Father into your hands I give
what Irene's going through. read more »

Father, I want to say that
I love you,
No matter what you
Have done to my family read more »

At schooltime, my father left me at house gringo!
Yet I Kept my tender heart at home of lingo!
When I quested, for fate “he is right as rain.”
Tender tears exploded like MISSILES yet in vein; read more »

Father once again I come to you to ask yet for more blessings. Oh Lord is there no end to what I ask for. Each day new problems, new heartaches, more devistation, molestations, murders, drug use is increasing instead of decreasing.
Father God people are forgetting their purpose in life, they are lost. Father many years ago, your son asked you to forgive them for they know not what they do. Father when will they know what they're doing.
I have a difficult time Father looking at the news and reading of unnecessary killings, of a body found in close proximity, a body missing the head and very badly beaten. Father God what kind of a person does this. Satan is so busy and still finding a following. I'm
concerned at the minds that he is still able to poison. read more »