Father Daughter Poems | Examples of Father Daughter Poetry

Reflections and Perceptions BY Joshua Otieno Angasa I hope our daughters will love me as much as you guys love your Aabo. That sentence-simple, but it lingers like a shadow at golden hour, soft, honest, unfiltered. See, I stare at mirrors and moments, trying to trace the outlines of a father I’ve never met-yet somehow must become. Trying to shape love from echoes, build trust...

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Every day I wake up, And every day I remember The way you left me with no warning Fleeing like a dog off its leash It was my 13th birthday I suppose that’s when fear settled in, abandonment followed Filling every pore of my body Though this wasn’t the first time, Definitely wouldn’t be the last I only wish I knew, What made you leave? Was...

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The heat haze from the fire was joining that of the sweltering day as the man added another item to the fire from his late father's detritus. ...

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Am I not Jerusalem? Did I not give myself to many? I chose to lay with wolves And apart from you was broken; I confessed my great transgressions, You were quick to forgive and bless me And bring me to remembrance of The Word that You have spoken. My soul does pant for You; I confess I've been impatient My heart was snared, my Jealous...

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DNA “You are not worthy of my love.” Silent words scorch skin like an invisible flame. DNA passed down and left to wither, a family heirloom I don’t dare claim. A cracked and shattered mirror, a broken picture frame— I see nothing of you in me, and maybe that’s why you never say my name. But when the scoreboard flashes victory, your number lights up...

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She learned to walk beneath his gaze, Through stumbling steps and sunny days. His hands held hers, both small and wide — A fortress built where dreams reside. He traced the sky to teach her stars, Named every light from Earth to Mars. And when her fears would start to grow, He’d whisper words she’d always know. A father’s love needs no grand...

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Every man should have a daughter.. To feel her laughter light the air. To know her dreams, her hopes, her fears.. To guard her heart with love and care. For if one day she stands there weeping.. Her trust betrayed, her spirit torn. He'd feel the ache within his chest.. A silent wound forever worn. You wish her kindness, strength, and grace.. A love...

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Jet-black hair faded to gray; tall, slender figure arched with age— sagging like the skin around your eyes so much like mine. Your loud voice has quieted and become gentle as the years have passed. Your once harsh hands now seek to guide me on paths I had to discover without you. Father, I wonder— while you have been present but still so far away— just how much...

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A parent is shunned by a child That is a loss to put it mild For the parent the suffering remains Like water down drains Living with pain For the parent the pain will remain The parents have done nothing wrong The child feels very strong Decades of giving and loving To the child this means nothing All the parents ask for is love that has...

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The father you do not know, loved you since the day you were born. Held you carefully in his arms and promised to always keep you warm. The father you do not know, never wanted you to see him weak. He held you up so high, so you could reach the sky. The father you do not know, sacrificed his own needs. Even when he...

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It aches in my spirit, the heartfelt music of stillness clinging to the breath, tender erasing the melody of gentleness restoring the memory a sense of what if… being revealed on the gray thoughts, the shadows risking it all to tell the heart what is coming – the dread of knowing life’s shame colored in flames of yearning, hungry urges, thirsty for the light… the knowing,...

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You are locked away in a frozen mist Your hand once warm upon my knee, my phantom limb— the sky atop your shoulders I kissed. You were never a man who balled your fist Instead, your eyes had guilt in a chrysalis brim, And for that I find my cold love an agony to resist. Yet there’s a delicious and chilled...

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daughter's teardrop on father's wrist fleeting storm surge...

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3/2/35 03:19 I glorify men Placing them high on a pedestal Where my father fell short The bar is in hell And the bare minimum are the crumbs I live off Satiated from nothing and empty promises An illusion of fullness As I see myself in half As I saw myself in half As I stand here with a...

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And late at hour, by rippling roar Of waters lapping 'neath the tor, A figure bathed in lunar light Who smiled and turned upon my sight. And beating wings above the wight, The somber creatures of the night. And as the stars about him played, A sad embrace he gently made. "If I were 'cross the seas again, in climates fair or...

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