childrens poetry

Nostalgia-inducing poetry inspired by our earliest favorites; from Dr. Seuss to Mother Goose, children’s poetry is all grown up.

Radio Free Kleptocracy
I got ghosts in my blood And demons in my bones People think the worm in my brain makes me insane But I say vaccines are to blame
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Baby Sees Spring
Fresh spring morning, baby ventures out, clinging to mama’s bosom— Golden sunshine everywhere, freshness in each breath.
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
TIME IS ENDLESS
Time is a myth the stars ignore, a trick the sun forgot to play. In lands beyond the edge of thought, the clocks dissolve and drift away.
By Bobi Dutchabout a year ago in Poets
THE WILD HORSE
He was never meant for halters, Not for fences, not for fields. The wind was stitched into his muscles, The sky was something he could feel.
By Bobi Dutchabout a year ago in Poets
Mother's Day poem take two
Dear mother, In the first light, at my first cry, You held me to your breast, your heartbeat my lullaby. You held me tight, held me dear,
By Jennisea Standing Rockabout a year ago in Poets
I Love My Mom
I love my mom, because she is crazy, I love her, because she is kind, I love her, because no matter what she made Sure her and her kids were taken care of,
By CeeCee Whitfieldabout a year ago in Poets
Girls just wanna have fund$
Don’t call it gold-digging when you’ve built kingdoms on our unpaid labor— our bodies, our patience, our silence. We don’t want your “good morning” texts,
By Cadmaabout a year ago in Poets
Dear Mom
Growing up, I thought you were cool, Mom, But then realized you’re kind of like a bomb. Constantly stressing that you’re going to blow,
By Tiffany Kalifyabout a year ago in Poets
Mother
🌸 Mother 🌸 When You Came Into This World You brought the light, You taught me to see the difference Between wrong and right.
By Rony Sutradarabout a year ago in Poets
The Sixty-Year-Old Ghost and the Simple Boy
The Sixty-Year-Old Ghost and the Simple Boy When Haunting Goes Hilariously Wrong! In a village far and wide, Where dusty roads and trees abide,
By SK Prince about a year ago in Poets
Rabindranath Tagore: The Bard of Bengal
Rabindranath Tagore (May 7, 1861 – August 7, 1941) stands as one of the greatest literary and philosophical minds of modern India and a global cultural icon whose influence has transcended time, language, and borders. Born in Jorasanko Thakur Bari, the ancestral mansion of the Tagore family in Kolkata, Tagore was the youngest son of Debendranath Tagore, a leader of the Brahmo Samaj—a reformist Hindu movement. The Tagore family was a nucleus of cultural and intellectual life in 19th-century Bengal, providing young Rabindranath with a rich atmosphere of artistic experimentation, progressive thought, and spiritual inquiry.
By sadhin khanabout a year ago in Poets
A Gentle Push Forward
"Maybe you think that motivation is just a collection of words filled with illusions. But I'm quite happy if it can help you a little bit to achieve your destinations." Because sometimes, all we need is not a miracle, but a reminder — that we’re still capable of dreaming, still strong enough to try. Even if the words sound hollow to you now, Let them echo through the walls of your doubt, Until you find your own voice saying, “I’m not done yet.”
By LilY Pagesabout a year ago in Poets